Mycroft: Married life

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Ayup Cumberbeans. 1) This imagine is aimed more at I guess. 2) I'm gonna do something a little different then usual and recommend a story for you to read on here. It's by @DeducingAngel and is called 'Crazy or Love' (it's a Jim Moriarty story) I really enjoy reading it :) In other news I recently finished my other story called 'Better than a badge' (casual spon) so I'm gonna be writing a new book thingy. It will be based in a high school and is gonna be a Moriarty fan fic. The name is 'Jim Moriarty: I. Own. You.' Anyways, enough rambling, let's begin.
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Your POV
Molly held up the dress you were to wear and grinned.
"I can't believe you're actually getting married! To Mycroft of all people!" You rolled your eyes at her genuine surprise and took the dress out of her hands. You gently stroked the soft fabric and smiled to yourself.
"He's a lot more romantic than you might think Molly, that reminds me: how's it going with Greg?" You watched with interest as a pink blush crept up on Molly and she turned her head away.
"I-it's been going well. I wouldn't make anything of it though." You chuckled at your friend's disbelief at her own relationship and gazed once more at the wedding dress that lay in front of you. It was show time.

Once you had put the dress on Molly called Mary who came round shortly. They both did your make up and hair, quickly adding the finishing touches as your transport arrived. You stepped out of the front door and gasped. A jet black horse and a blue carriage was waiting to give you a ride to the church. Molly and Mary grinned at your surprise and checked to make sure everything was in place.

The driver helped you into the carriage. You settled in your seat and looked out of the small window at the world around you. Mary climbed in and squeezed your hand gently.
"Are you nervous." You nodded, too anxious to speak. What if Mycroft didn't want to commit to married life? What if it was an experiment? Mary's voice cut across your whirlwind of thoughts.
"Don't worry Y/N, once it starts you won't feel nervous at all. Trust me, I know." Mary and Molly knew exactly how to calm you down and you felt better in no time at all.

The horse slowed down and stopped abruptly outside the church. You could hear the music from where you were. Guests milled around, chatting, pointing to the carriage that had just pulled up and adjusting their various outfits. You took a deep breath before stepping out of the vehicle. Your father (feel free to change it to whoever you want) took your arm and gave you a small hug. The vicar came out and announced that it was time to go in. Your father smiled at you proudly.
"I'm so happy for you." You gave a small laugh.
"Please don't get teary on me, I wouldn't know what to do." He gripped your hand tightly and lead you into the church.

The second you entered everyone's heads turned your way, admiring the dress you were wearing (in the picture) and taking sneaky photos. Your gaze was directed at one person solely on the room. Mycroft Holmes. He look amazing in his tux and when he looked at you he blushed and grinned to himself. Sherlock, his best man, looked thoroughly bored at the whole scene. Classic Sherlock behaviour.

You stood next to Mycroft who held his hand out and took yours.
"You look absolutely ravishing love." You half curtsied and whispered back to him.
"And you look very dapper in that suit." The vicar got your attention and began the ceremony.

-time skip to the kiss part because I don't know how weddings work 😅-

"I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss your bride." Mycroft leaned in and gave a sweet and loving kiss. You smiled into it and then the two of you turned to the adoring crowds, blushing deeply. Confetti flew around you as the pair of you ran down the aisle and towards your future together.

A/N ayup cumberbeans, I'm not sure how happy I am with this one, it was just a quick imagine. I shall probably be writing the first chapter of my new story either tonight or tomorrow. I hope you read it. It doesn't mean that I'll be putting this on hold, I'll just have another project to work on. Thanks again for nearly 300 reads, I appreciate it. Anyways, baiiii-L

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