Word Count: 148ish
To him, she was perfection.
Flawless in all her parts.
She met him, glittered and warm in the kitchen, bringing a rare smile to his face.
He always wanted something like this. Someone he could depend on to fill his emptiness, someone to make him worry less.
She needed someone to heal her, consume her and her grief.
She lured him in from across the room in a black patterned skirt.
All of this passed in but a moment, staring through the steam, tension palpable.
They met in a flawless embrace, and they blended better than macadamia nuts and chocolate.
A breath of relief left him.
"He really is mad," John muttered to Sherlock as they watched Mycroft tenderly gaze at the cupcake.
"Obviously."
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In celebration of the Holy matrimony of Mycake, the most relatable ship to ever exist. I wish I could be as happy as Mycake.
Riley_Darvill this is dedicated to you but I'm on mobile so it isn't technically official sorry
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Flash Fiction
Short StoryA collection of short stories, ranging in lengths between 100 words and 1000 words, although mine are usually 200 words long. Various genres from different prompts included. (False Advertising on the cover, I know.) Mature themes and language It's b...
