Yes
John walked up the stairs breathing in and out, trying to calm himself, he was extremely nervous. Today was going to be a big day, he was going to propose to Sherlock, he had been with her for a 6 months, it was a strange relationship but still they were together. He left the champagne outside the door and made sure he had the small little box in his pocket. Before opening the door he took three deep breaths.
When he entered he saw Sherlock exactly where he had left her, sitting on her chair staring into her mind palace. She was wearing a black dressing gown and a blue silk robe on top, and her black curls were super messed up. John announced his presence with a small cough. At first she didn't move or even move her eyes toward him.
"Umm…" he started to speak. Sherlock quickly averted her blue eyes toward his, looking him up and down deducing him, before giving a slight smile. "Yes." she said before going back into her mind palace, storing the information that she just learned. John stood there in confusion, why did she say yes? "What? You don't even know what I'm going to ask." Sherlock scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"You're nervous about something since you're pulse is accelerated. Before entering you left something at the door, I heard it hit against the wall. So it's a bottle. Judging by the small box in your pocket, it's a celebrating drink, so it's either wine or champagne. But you like champagne. Back to the box in your pocket, you're nervous so it's an important object that you're going to give me. You said before leaving a couple of hours ago that you had to ask me something, hence me staying here waiting, and it has to do with the object in the box. After all of that you are here to ask me to marry you." she said with a bored face, her head against the edge of the chair.
"You should have known that I would have deduced everything. The answer is yes so go bring that bottle of champagne and do whatever else you were planning to do, but don't make it boring." John stood there completely shocked by her deduction, even after years of knowing each other he was still shocked by her intelligence. "Um, right then. Um…" he said as going to get the bottle. When John left, Sherlock gave one of those smiles that she never let anyone see but she let it fall when he came back.
"So, we're engaged." John said sitting in his chair after serving some champagne. "Yup." Sherlock said exaggerating the sound of the 'p', standing up and sitting on the edge of John's seat. He only smiled and put the ring on her hand as she extended it. He smiled and gave Sherlock one of the glasses, and they clinked their glasses. "Cheers, fiance." He said giving her a quick kiss on the lips.
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