Various X Male or Non-Binary Reader

Sherlock Holmes - Stag Party

You sat in your chair in the living room at 221B Baker Street, waiting for John and Sherlock to return home from John's stag party. You were curled up reading one of your favorite books when you heard a taxi pull up outside. You looked out the window and saw two intoxicated men making their way inside. You returned to your book, figuring they could manage by themselves. They were two grown men after all.

Suddenly you heard your boys collapse on the stairs. You sighed and put your book down. You walked down the stairs and saw them sitting on the stairs, leaning on each other for support.

"Alright boys," you sighed as you moved to help them into the flat.

Grabbing the smaller man and dragged him up the stairs and onto the couch. He was in a fit of giggles making you laugh, before going back down to grab Sherlock.

"Oh hi, (M/N)," Sherlock said.

"Hello Sherlock," you replied, hauling the taller male up the stairs.

"What are you doing here? You were working on the case," he questioned.

"Do you realize where you are?"

Sherlock took a moment to look around before registering his location.

"It seems we've found our way home," He said seemingly surprised.

"Yeah... Let's get you upstairs," you told him and you helped him upstairs and plopped him next to John.

"How are you two feeling? Should I get you anything?"
The two men looked at each other before breaking out into a giggle fit.

"What's so funny?" you asked them.
They looked at each other again, still laughing to each other, before John responded.

"You are (M/N), being all mother-like," he laughed before getting up and wobbly walking back to his old room.
You were slightly taken aback by what he said but glanced at Sherlock who had broken into another giggle fit. He looked awfully attractive when he laughed. Unlike some people, such as yourself. Who found themselves to look ridiculous when they laughed the way Sherlock was.

"I never thought I would see Sherlock Holmes laugh so much. Why don't you go to bed Sherlock?"
Sherlock looked at you confused and then glimpsed at his watch. Blinking a few times before actually reading the device.

"I've been out for two hours. It's only 9:30," he complained.

"Well then, what do you want to do?" You asked.

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"Am I a vegetable?" Sherlock asked.

"Nope," you told him.
"Am I a person?" You asked. Sherlock leaned in and squinted his eyes to see what was written on your forehead.

"Yes," he answered. Sherlock had suggested playing a game similar to Guess Who. You had chosen to write Dean Winchester for Sherlock, realizing he's probably never heard of him before.

"Am I a walrus?" You chuckled at his guess before telling him no.

"Am I boy?"

"Yes, one of the best men I know," He stated.

"So you know me?" you questioned.

"Why of course I know you," he retorted, happy with his sarcastic remark.

"No Sherlock. Do you know the person who you wrote down?" You asked.

"Yes, but it's my turn now. Am I a person?" Sherlock sighed and sat back in his chair.

"Yes. So I'm a man who you know. That actually narrows it down a lot. Am I Moriarity?" you asked.

"Nope," he said.

"Am I tall person?" He questioned.

"Yes. Sherlock you don't know that many men who don't think you're an arse." You laughed.

"Fine," he said as he rolled his eyes.

"You're a handsome man. One who I like very much. I often turn to you whenever I need someone because you've always been there for me. In fact most recently, I've been thinking and I've come to the conclusion that I'm in love with you."

You were slightly taken back by this declaration. He couldn't be talking about you, could he?

"Am I John?" you asked uneasily. Fearing this was the true answer, as John was very close to Sherlock, and you had seen the way they looked at each other.

Sherlock let out a big sigh.

"No, why would you be John? You're (M/N) (L/N), and I'm in love with you," he said matter-of-factly.

You took the paper off of your head and read your name. Your eyes wide with shock.

"Sherlock-" you tried to say but the man cut you off.

"I think I'll be heading to bed now, (M/N). We can talk about this in the morning," he said before stalking off. Sherlock kept walking but turned to look at you. A small smile gracing those usually stoic features.

"You can join me if you'd like-" he told you but missed walking down the hallway and just hit his head on the door.

You started laughing as Sherlock walked back down the hallway trying to play it off. God, this man loved you... and you loved him too.

A/N
Sorry I've been gone so long my gaybies! I've just been busy, and trying to get through this writers block.

(Also this request is for Choco_Bananas love you beb😘)

She wanted a part two but I didn't know what to do so I did this instead.

Hope you enjoyed it!

Leave your requests / ideas in the comments below.

Now today's question is; what is your favorite chapter I've written?

Mines my Nico one shot Shadows. I love my little Nico and I liked how I ended it.

Have a gay day,
Dan