Sherliam prompts

One shot 1. :O

Author: You are welcome to give suggestions!
I can't say the prompt because it gives away too much. Liam is visiting Sherlock ok? I don't think before writing.

Liam's pov

Sherlock has been awfully quiet since I came to Bakerstreet. As far as I knew he had no cases this weekend and would be free. But now I'm here sitting on his sofa and just looking at Sherlock while he's in deep thoughts in his armchair.
Normally I maybe would've asked what was wrong or what was on his mind, but something made me just sit quietly.

After an additional few minutes he opened his eyes for the first time. He looked at me, sapphire gaze scanning me, before looking up into my ruby red eyes and smirked.
"Guess what." He said, tilting his head back a little.
I blinked a few times wondering if he was for real. I soon understood it was for real and answered clearly confused. "What?"
"I love you" he said, while winking at me.
I looked at him for quite a while, shocked. I struggled to speak, only letting out small squeaks of letters.
"Are you... lying?" That was the first thing out of my mouth that could actually be called a sentence.
He raised an eyebrow, "why would I lie about my feelings?"
Well that was true, why would he lie about his feelings? I swallowed, looking down at my knees. Should I also tell how I actually feel? Or should I just let it be?
My voice betrayed me before I could think for myself. "I... love you... too..."
I was mentally slapping myself as I glanced up looking at Sherlock. He was in pure shock, just staring.
I heard him suck in a breath harshly, probably from holding it in too long. I felt too strong arms wrap around me into a warm and nice embrace.

"I'm glad..." he softly sighed.

Author: it didn't become shitty! I think?
The prompt was: Sherlock: guess what
William: what
Sherlock: i love you
William: O:
Well that was that... hope you enjoyed!
And do sleep please?