Sentiment ➳ Sherlock x Reader

Odd

I changed into my pajamas and got into bed.

After an hour of not being able to sleep, I heard a shuffling sound.

"Sherlock?" I said sitting up and squinting to get a better look.

There was no reply.

"Sherlock this isn't funny in gonna cut off your pinky for real." I said standing up.

Still no reply.

I turned on my phone's flashlight and saw no one anywhere in my room.

Maybe someone broke in! I thought as I turned off my phone's flashlight, grabbed a tennis racket and slowly walked out my bedroom door.

I made my way to the living room and saw a figure.

I screamed like Xena the warrior princess, and started hitting it.

"What the hell!" Said the figure, which kind of sounded like Sherlock. Crap.

"Um..." I ran and flicked on the lights to see an angry Sherlock.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" He groaned.

"Sorry, I thought you were an intruder...so I..." I looked at the tennis racket and giggled innocently.

He chuckled a bit as well.

"You will pay." He said rubbing his head.

"Are you hurt?" I said coming over.

"No, I'll be fine." He said arrogantly, falling on my couch with a sigh.

"Let me see..." I said sitting next to him.

"Fine." He showed me a bruise I had caused on his arm.

"Aw...now I feel bad." I said staring at a bruise.

"Don't, I said I was fine. It doesn't even hurt." He said over defensively which caught me by surprise.

"Let me get some ice." I said standing up.

"I said I was fine." He grabbed my wrist tightly and pulled , making me sit down.

I stared at him for a while. Why was he so difficult to figure out?

"Sherlock what's wrong?" I finally said.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Your acting strange--" I was cut off.

"So are you." He said looking at me.

"What were you doing up this late in my living room anyway?" I asked.

"I couldn't sleep." He said.

"Why?" I asked again.

"Because I don't usually sleep when I'm on a case so it's quite difficult." He said, frustrated.

I chuckled.

"What?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I can't sleep either." I said.

"Oh." He said.

"Yea...you said we needed to go to the bank, why?" I asked.

"Sebastian Moran works there. I was thinking of interrogating him about his brother." He said.

"But the bank opens at 8:30 am." I said.

"We have a few hours to spare. What do you usually do in your free time?" He asked.

"I'll show you." I said.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed my giant bucket of ice cream and two spoons, turned on a zombie movie, shut all the lights off and sat next to Sherlock.

"What's this?" He asked after I handed him a spoon and placed the bucket of ice cream in between us.

"Zombie movie with ice cream." I said with my mouth full.

"This is very unhealthy--" I cut him off.

"Fun." I said smiling.

"Yea...that." He said before scooping up a ton of ice cream and putting it in his mouth.

"Why did you put so much in your mouth your gonna get a brain freeze!" I said.

He made the weirdest face I had ever seen. I'm guessing that's his brain freeze face.

"You okay?" I asked looking at him, holding in a laugh.

"What did I just consume? That was not ice cream." He said panting.

"Yes it was. You just had a bit too much." I said giggling.

"That was...very odd, but in a good way." He said smirking.

"Ack!" I made an odd face which indicated I had a brain freeze.

"Ha! You got a mind freezer too!" He said.

"What the hell is a mind freezer, you mean brain freeze?" I laughed.

"Whatever you call it." He laughed a little as well.

"Your laughing." I looked at him and smiled.

"Of course I am, I thought it was fairly obvious." He said with ice cream in his mouth.

"It's just that I have never seen you laugh before." I said digging in for more ice cream with my spoon.

"Isn't it horrifying?" He said dramatically.

"Not really, I find it quite nice actually." I said.

He stared at me for what seemed like forever.

"Your quite odd." He finally said.

"It's good to know that I'm not the only one who thinks that." I said.

"Is it?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, yes." I said smiling while putting more ice cream in my mouth.