A Study of Lovers (Johnlock fanfic)

Alternate Ending

Hey guys!

I actually had a different way of how Sherlock was going to propose and I didn't do it, mainly because I completely forgot about it. (It's a bit cheesy...)

So I just wanted to get this different ending out there.

Enjoy!

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After they climbed into the car, they headed back to the hotel but still too awake to go to sleep, Sherlock suggested they went for a walk down on the beach. Walking hand in hand, they carried their shoes and socks in the other and went barefoot and felt the soggy sand squeeze in between their toes.

An uncomfortable yet pleasing silence as they listened to the ocean waves crash against the beach began to worry John for no reason at all. He decided to break it.

"The night is beautiful isn't it?" John looked up to him, smiling awkwardly.

"Yes it is, just like you." John blushed at Sherlock's comment.

"So what are we doing down here?" John asked. Sherlock drew a shaky breath, stopping right in front of John and not letting him go any further.

"John I...I don't know how to say this."

"Are you breaking up with me?" John could feel his chest cave.

"No! No, no, no. It's just... okay I'm just going to start over." He took his shaky hands into John's and stared deeply into his eyes, squeezing his hands harder as he began.

"John, you know I love you so very much and I know you love me equally as well." John nodded his head and let him continue.

"I didn't know what I did before you and now I don't know what I'd do without you. You are my shining star, my guardian angel, my blogger, my everything. We've been through a lot together, and we've stuck together through it all. You are my alternative to a needle. My high. My life." He dropped John's hand and held something enclosed in his palm.

"I said I would give you a proper proposal." He kneeled before John.

"I don't see a better time than now." He held out a small black box and in it was a silver band.

"John Hamish Watson, will you do me the honor of becoming my husband?"

John felt tears of joy well up and sting his eyes. Left with no words but these:

"Yes. God yes." Sherlock chuckled almost in disbelief as he slipped the ring on John's hand and kissed him hard on the lips. Once they pulled away, Sherlock pulled a similar silver ring out of his pocket and slipped it onto his finger. Reuniting once more with a kiss, they headed back to the hotel and packed for home.