The Exception (sherlock x reader)

Chapter 13: Scandal On Christmas

"Shut up," John said. Annoyed with Sherlock.

" I see you've got a new boyfriend Molly, and you're serious about him." Sherlock moved on to the next person to "deduce" this wasn't his brilliant mind at work. this was just him unhappy and taking it out on others." And your seeing him this very night-"

"Take a day off," this time it was Sherlock being interrupted by John

"Have a drink Sherlock," Lestrade suggested. You weren't sure if the drink would help or worsen things. You hadn't seen Molly lately, but you knew she wasn't seeing anyone.

"Oh, come on," Sherlock continued getting up from the desk and walking towards Molly. "You've all seen the present at the top of the bag neatly wrapped with a bow the others are slapped together at best, so it's for someone special." He picked up the present he was talking about, and he was right about it. Like always. "The color of the wrapping paper shadows that of her lipstick either an unconscious association or not loooove is on her mind especially since she's giving him a gift at all. She hopes for long term, and she's seeing him tonight obvious from the ways she's over done her makeup and dress trying to over compensate for the size of her mouth and breasts..." He trailed off as he looked at the tag, and you didn't need him to say it for you to know who that present was for.

" you always say such horrible things," Molly said quietly trying not to show how hurt she was. She was never good at hiding her feelings.

"I...I am sorry forgive me," Sherlock said. He apologized he actually did you and John were a bit surprised, but you were glad. "Merry Christmas, Molly Hooper." With that he planted a kiss on her cheek. Then came a very loud moan.

"Oh, no that that wasn't me," Molly became extremely flustered.

"It was me," Sherlock said and pulled out his phone.

"Wait, really?" Lestrade was genuinely surprised.

"It was my phone," Sherlock clarified as he pulled his phone from his pocket.

"57?" John asked.

"Oh it's 58." You clarified.

"Have you been counting?" Sherlock asked mildly puzzled. He went over to he mantle above the fire place and grabbed a present. One you hadn't seen before. It certainly wasn't one from you or John so where did it come from?the wrapping paper was a rich red with a black ribbon. Sherlocks deduction over Molly's gift applied to this one as well, but who else would be into Sherlock that way, and who wears that shade of lipstick and got into their flat... The Crimson wrapping paper so closely resembled a certain dominatrixes choice lipstick. "Excuse me," Sherlock said as he left the room something about him different all of the sudden.

"What?"  John asked a bit surprised by this sudden change.

"I said excuse me." Sherlock repeated. You John glanced at each other before excusing yourselves as well. You waited outside of Sherlocks room and heard him on the phone. "No, I mean you're going to find her dead." He said hanging up on whoever he was talking to.

"Sherlock, you ok?" John asked.

"Yes, fine." With the hat Sherlock shut the door on the two of you.

"Was that mycroft on the phone?" You asked John.

"Probably, yes. The present was that from..."