John let his head fall back against the wall, the hand that was still wrapped around Sherlock’s, squeezing desperately. He didn’t know what to do with himself. He was everywhere all at once, coming apart under Sherlock’s mouth. He was thankful for the wall at his back because his legs were as soft as butter beneath him, trembling and weak. ♡
Sherlock would be terribly nervous about prom approaching, because all he wants is to go with John. But he doesn’t think that John would ever go with a ballet freak like him, even if he did go to every rugby game. John probably didn’t even know who he was.
One day Sherlock would be walking up to the school and the whole rugby team is sitting on the steps, and Sherlock tries to dart past them because he’s worried they might tease him about his tights. They all stand up and grin as John comes dashing down the steps towards Sherlock, and that’s when the team holds up a sign that says “Will you go to prom with me?” And Sherlock just starts crying and he nods furiously because he can’t speak, so John picks him up and swings him around and kisses him full on the mouth with the rugby team cheering behind them.