y/n's pov/
John and Mary's wedding was closer with every hour. Almost everything was planned by now. Invitations were send, wedding cake and menu were chosen, but there was still one of the most important things that needed to be handled. Dresses for bride and her bridesmaids and suits for groom and his bestman. I was supposted to meet Mary to help her find her dream wedding dress and Sherlock was supposted to help John with finding perfect suit. Somewhere in the process of helping Mary and John we wanted to try to find our outfits as well. I was so excited for shopping with Mary. We weren't shopping together yet, due to me beeing locked in 221B Baker Street for two years. I woke up to my alarm ringing it's melody throuhg my ears to my brain, hating the ring tone I chose more and more with every second of the horrible sound. I groaned and reached my arm in the direction of my phone with intention to shut the damn thing down. Finally silence filled my head...wait silence? Silence! Where is Sherlock? I turned to his side of bed to find it cold and empty. I took my phone and looked at the time. 5:32. Why did I even set that damn thing on this early hour? Nevermind... I stood from the bed and walked out of the bedroom to the kitchen, where I found Sherlock. He was sitting in his chair intensively looking infront of himself, probably staring to the distance of nothingness.
„ Sherlock?" I called his name, but he didn't seem to hear single sound or see the things going around him, even tho he had eyes wide opened. I approached him and waved my hand infront of his face to get his attention. He snapped out of his soundproof hypnotic state and glanced up at me.
„ What are you doing?" He asked shocked and slightly annoyed at my shaking hand right in his face. I looked at him apologically for a second before speaking.
„ Sorry. I just couldn't get your attention, so you...You know what? Nevermind."
„What?"
„Nothing..." I broke eye contact and walked to the counter to make myself a cup of tea. Two strong arms wrapped around my waist and I felt warm lips make their way down my neck, following the path to my right shoulder and placing soft kisses every now and then. I hummed softly at his gentle kisses as he caressed my waist and his hands rested on my hips. I leaned into his chest and my hands found his wild curls twirling them around the ends of my fingers.
„ What do you want?" I asked with chuckle keeping my fingers tangled in his delicate curls.
„ You." He whispered in my ear sending shivers down my spine.
„ Well you can't have me now...I have to get ready to meet up with Mary and you are supposted to meet John. I have shopping plans for today, but in the evening I'm free and all yours. How does that sound?" I turned to face him and placed my hands on his chest.
„ I'm all the way in darling." He smirked making me giggle. I pecked his lips and tried to get out of his grip so I can do my tea finally, but he wouldn't let go.
„ One more kiss." I kissed him and he kissed back without hessitation. As we partered and I was about to turn back to my beloved tea I was craving for past ten minutes. „ Just one more." I looked at him with my brows slightly lifted as to say 'oh really'in very sarcastic way. „ Promise.....but I want to continue this tonight."
„ Fine." I kissed him one more time before finally making my tea and walking back to our bedroom to get ready to meed up with Mary. I walked to the living room just as John and Mary arrived. „ Mary, John, hey." I smiled at both of them and embraced them in a hug.
„ Hey, nice to see you happy again y/n."
„ It is indeed nice. It was a long time since we saw you this way. So happy to have this side of you back." Sayed John and I smiled at him widely.
