Haunted Holmes ➳ Sherlock x Reader

Date to Remember

"So, what's the next part of our date?" I asked smiling up at him.

"Wellll..." He said, twirling me around.

"Yesss?" I asked, with an amused smirk.

"We're gonna catch the killer." He said smiling.

"Yay!" I said excitedly.

When we arrived at Jack's apartment, his eyes widened and he ran out past us.

Thus, leaving me and Sherlock to chase him.

We took a route that one might call odd. From running on the streets to rooftops, as if he had the entire map in his head. He probably did.

I also noticed, his intellect is more attractive than usual when he's in a rush, or he's just always attractive.

"Y/N!" He said, bringing me back to reality.

"Yes?" I asked.

"A little help." He said, gripping both of Jack's arms behind his back.

"Right." I said, running over and taking out handcuffs from Sherlock's pocket, and cuffed Jack.

After handing him over to Scotland Yard we got a lecture from Detective Inspector Lestrade about how we're not supposed to go around chasing criminals, especially at this age, and how I have school tomorrow.

"Do you want to get tea?" He asked me as we walked away from the Scotland Yard building.

"Sure." I said.

He took me to a tea shop that wasn't a very far walk.

"This place sells really gross flavours of tea." He said smiling.

"So we're gonna try them?" I asked, amused.

"Together." He whispered, taking my hand and taking me inside.

The shop was warm and decorated with candles, but there were no customers.

"Two please." Sherlock said to the lady at the cash register desk.

We sat at a table and she came and took our order, which was a small amount of every type of tea they sell.

"Ew!" I giggled when I sipped the peanut butter tea.

"A date to remember..." He mumbled, his face in disgust, after he tried wasabi flavored tea.

His face of disgust was priceless, and always will be.

"Aw..." I said giggling.

"You try it." He said handing me the same cup he took a sip from.

"Fine." I said, taking it and sipping it.

"Well...?" He asked.

"Eww..." I said looking down at the cup, then taking another sip.

"Then why are you still drinking it, love?" He asked, chuckling.

"It tickles my nose." I said smiling and sniffing.

"Oh really?" He said, leaning in with a smirk and snatching the cup from me.

"Hey!" I said giggling. Damn, I giggle too much.

"How can you like this?" He asked, observing it in his hands, before taking a small sip and quickly handing it back to me.

"Doesn't it make your nose feel...weird?" He said.

"Yea, but I like it." I said, before chugging it all down.

"Damn." He exclaimed, staring at me.

"I shouldn't have done that..." I said, and sneezed into a napkin, while he giggled.

"We should head home before our mum's get worried." He said looking out of the shop window.

"Yea." I said, as we both stood up and thanked the people there for their services and repelling tea.

We got a cab home, and we played deductions on the way there. We deduced the poor cabbie. His wife will totally flip when she finds out about the other lady.

When we arrived home, we greeted by my mum and Sherlock's mum. Crap.

"So...where were you two?" My mum asked with a smirk.

"Took you quite long." Sherlock's mum said crossing her arms.

"Oh...uh...you know...just out for a breather." I said, nervously.

"We needed to go to a tea restaurant for a literature project about culture." Sherlock said.

"Date." My mum said to Sherlock's mum.

"Sorry, what?" I said, blushing.

"Oh, yes of course. How could I be so blind." Sherlock's mum said, as they both walked in.

"That was very...awkward." I said sighing in relief.

"Quite. Get changed and come to my room." He said taking my hand and dragging me up to my room, then leaving.

I did as I was told, and when I was done I went and knocked on his bedroom door.

"Come in." He said.

I walked in while he was in the process of putting on his nightshirt.

"Oh, god sorry!" I said covering my eyes.

"Why are you sorry? I've seen you somewhat-half-naked." He said bluntly.

"H-Hey! It's not like I wanted you to dress me up every morning!" I said, my face flushed bright crimson.

"You don't have a choice." He smirked.

"Exactly..." I sighed and uncovered my hands from my eyes to see a fully dressed Sherlock.

"So...why did you need me in your room?" I asked.

"To sleep with me, of course." He said casually.

"Are we gonna always do this?" I asked, giggling.

"It's comfy...being around you, in blankets and duvets..." He said sweetly.

"Aww..." I said smiling.

"Now hurry up." He said, spoiling the moment by pushing me on his bed and getting in the covers with me.

I snuggled in his chest for the first time, and he wrapped his arms around me.

"Sherlock...?" I finally said.

"Yes,love?" He asked.

"Thank you for tonight. I had lots of fun." I said smiling.

"I just want to see you smile." He said tightening his grip on me.

"I am..." I said, as I drifted off to sweet dreams.

Sorry if it's been taking me soo long to update. I try to update one chapter of either this or "Sentiment" everyday. Thank you for reading as always :)