Sherlock felt the warm wetness of the tears as they kissed. He held John close, wrapping his arms around the man and holding him tight against his body.

"John. I'm here." He softly whispered in his ear between kisses. He was feeling sadness, anxiousness, and a bit of confusion. Had he caused John to cry? Was he pushing John further away, even as he was trying to get closer to the man? He couldn't fail now. If he lost John, he was sure that he would never get over it.

Gently, Sherlock hand his hands through John's hair while he held the man and kissed him tenderly.