John nodded and then went to get dressed. He took a breath and put his usual boots and denim trousers on, along with a white vest and then his black canvas jacket. Like usual, his normal pendant went on. John touched it, letting out a breath.

"Dads would be firmly on our side. He always told me it didn't matter who I loved, as long as I was myself with them."

He held out his hand to Sherlock. To his mate.