watsonshoneybee:

“Mm. Here, open this. You know I can always predict the fortune cookies.”
[laughing] “No you can’t.”
“No, I really can. Look. I already know what this one will say.”
“Yeah? What will it say?”
“It will say, John Watson, you are the absolute love of my life and I want to spend the rest of forever with you.”
“Tall order for a fortune cookie. Don’t they usually say things like, you will be lucky in business, or, listen to your own wisdom, or bollocks like that?”
“Usually, but this is a good one. Open it.”
“All right, all right, I’m opening it.”
“…John?”
“Sh–Sherlock.”
“What do you think?”
[tearing up] “Sherlock, you absolute loon. How the heck did you get a fortune cookie that says this?”
“The internet. What do you think, John? Will you?”
“Yes, god yes, Sherlock, I–I love you, of course I want to marry you–come here.”