John's ending

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The young woman hissed, when John put a disinfectant on her hurt wrists. It stung. When he added another portion of it, she brought her hand back in a reflex action.

"It's fine, we're almost done" - said the doctor, reaching for her wrist. (Y/n) looked at him. He had beautiful eyes, their gaze now laced with concern. She felt herself blush.

"Alright, all done" - John announced after a while. The woman smiled at him gratefully.

"Thank you, doctor."

"You're welcome."

The door opened. It was Mrs Hudson, who had brought them some tea.

"How are you feeling, sweetie? Where is your brother?"

"I'm fine, Mrs Hudson. Greg had to go to the Yard, and Mycroft drove us here."

"Oh well, I have to go. Bye, kids!"

John and (Y/n) looked at each other. Kids? The girl chuckled and stifled a yawn.

"Come on, let's get you to bed."

"But I want to spend more time with you" - she responded, not believing in her own bluntness. She blushed bright red. Luckily, John secretly wanted that too. They spent a nice, quiet evening watching TV, and then John took her to bed. He kissed her forehead and laid beside her.

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