John Watson→Imagine #1

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Imagine it's a warm summer day. It's one of the few sunny days in London, and you and John decide to take a walk in the park. It's one of the few times he isn't wearing a jumper—his head is tilted up to the sun, and his eyes are closed. His fingers are interlocked firmly with yours. You lean over to kiss him and a smile spreads over his features. 

You find a spot on the grass to sit. The two of you stay there until the sun sets, talking about anything and everything, and all of your worries and anxieties slip out of reach. The world around you slowly disappears—it's just you and him in the warmth of the sun. It feels like this moment will last forever. 

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