Summary: You learn about the depths of Sherlock’s mind when John, Sherlock and you holiday on the sands of Spain. Author: Maddy @laterthantherabbit Words: 4705 Characters/Relationships: Sherlock x reader, John x platonic!reader Warnings: Mentions and descriptions of scars from torture
Request: Can I get a Sherlock x reader where Sherlock, John, and the reader go to the beach, but Sherlock is self conscious about the scars on his back so the reader has to help him feel comfortable and end up confessing their feelings for each other? Sorry if this is like super specific and long! - anonymous
Author’s Notes: Thanks so much for this request nonny!!! Sorry it took so long, I’m struggling with writer’s block at the moment. This is set after season 4. No Mary or Rosie (though I love lil’ Rosie) cause you took over that role (you didn’t die obvi) and everything is happy. John doesn’t hate Sherlock also cause no one got shot. I’ve never been to Spain so if I’m describing everything completely wrong, I am sorry. Also thanks to Vanessa for helping me edit!
When you had heard that Sherlock and John had never been on a holiday since meeting each other, you were flabbergasted for lack of a better term. After meeting John in the dark time of his grieving for Sherlock and joining their escapades after their reunion, even at Sherrinford, you had gone back to Spain more than a few times. You loved the warmth that resided there and seemed to never leave, the sun beaming down on the stone buildings and sand like it could never do in England. When Sherlock and John both said that they haven’t been on a holiday for years in light conversation one summer’s day at 221B, your jaw dropped. “You haven’t been on a holiday for how long?”
Summary: The group is now at Maz Kanata’s castle, hoping to find a way to get to the Resistance base. They are attacked by the First Order, but help comes and Y/N is reunited with the very people she had missed the most.
Warnings: Curse words, a little wound.
I do not own anything!!!!
A/N: Sorry if it was a long wait, I know I promised it for yesterday but I was so exhausted from school! Enjoy!
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