Ding dong ditch ~ XII

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(Listen to the song if you like)
You had approached Baker Street with a bag and a note. You placed the present on the doorstep of 221B Baker Street and placed the note,that read 

'To the love of my life Sherlock Holmes,Words cannot describe how I feel just in your presence and the fact that you are mine and I am yours is just incredible to think about.I hope I can have the pleasure of being yours for the rest of our life' 

gently on top,careful as to not damage or move anything.You took a step back admiring the bag and knocked on the door.You hid nearby but angled a non suspicious mirror.Sherlock answered the door and did his usual peer round the door frame and finally looked down.Cautiously,he opened the note and read it.His head slowly fell down and you weren't sure but you think he was crying.John came up behind him and placed a hand oh his shoulder.
'Is everything ok Sherlock?' He asked,crouching down beside him.Sherlock let out a sob and a broken.
'They love me...(Y/N) actually love me' He sniffed and wiped his eye.John smiled and he glanced up at you and back down to Sherlock.He frowned momentarily and glanced back up to get a better view of you.You shook your head and John smiled.
'So what's in the bag?' John asked looking back at Sherlock.Sherlock picked up the bag,put his hand to his mouth and let out a quiet wail.He lifted the gift out of the bag and it was a personalised white violin with something engraved on the side.
'To My Holmes,
I'll love you until the violin breaks
Lots of love (Y/N)' He read out,almost with hearts at his eyes.John must have looked confused and Sherlock caught it.
'This violin is made of the strongest wood possible'He paused adoring the gift 'do you remember that violin that you threw in the apartment and it didn't break?' John chuckled and Sherlock joined in and looked directly in your direction.You froze and he came walking towards you.His arms wrapped around you and you reciprocated by cupping his cheek.
'I love you' He smiled but it wasn't any other smile,it was the one he did when he first confessed his love for you.You placed a kiss on his lips,eyes filling with tears.
'I love you too my Baker Street boy' You fawned.

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