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It was just another crazy day on the Baker Street.You loved solving crimes with the famous consulting detective no matter how dangerous they could be. You met each other in not so pleasant circumstances.Serial killer pressing a knife to your throat is not fun. That day Sherlock Holmes became your hero on the black cab.Soon you moved in with him and your dull life of a waitress was over.
At first he was cold to you but after a while his facade of a heartless man fell,well atleast for you. Slowly you developed feelings for him.Everytime he would go into his mind palace you'd start observing his every feature,one time he caught you staring and that day you locked up yourself in your room,leaving only for food and bathroom.
After few weeks you 'forgot' your embarrassing moment with Sherlock and decided to be a little more brave.Thanks to the detective your deducing skills were improved and you noticed some changes in Sherlocks' behaviour...around you.He would flinch everytime you accidentally touched and avoided eye contact,but one day you noticed how his pupils dilated when he looked at you,even though Sherlock turned away quickly you were fast enought to catch that and small hope of him having same feelings as you started growing in your heart. Days went by and when Sherlock didn't show any sign of sentiments you decided to make a first move so you made a plan.First,try to make him jealous if that works,then you can lure him on a date if not,well you could have a good evening by yourself in a nice Italian restaurant.
It was the day when you had to bring your plan into action.You put on your red dress and black heels,add light make up on your face and put your hair in a bun.You walked out from your room abit nervous.what if he doesn't feel the same?what if I want to him to have same feelings as me so much that I started imagining things?You were so lost in your thoughts that didn't noticed how you entered living room.
(Y/n) don't you think that it'll be hard to run in that?"Sherlock asked looking at your outfit.
"Why would I have to run?"
"We have a case remember?Or is your brain too slow to analyze what's happening?
Straight to insults,trying to hide your jealousy Mr.Holmes?
"No,I have a date."And it's you but you just don't know it yet.You thought to yourself.
"A date?With a person?Walking,talking,breathing human?"
"No Sherlock,with an otter."He rolled his eyes at that and turned back to solving his case.
"That otter must be very important if you're trying so hard to impress him."
You have no idea how much Sherly,you have no idea.
"He's too blind to notice that unfortunately."You told him,then grabbed your purse and started walking to the door.You soon caught a cab and headed to the resturant,only thng you had left is to lure Sherlock there,but how?
'Maybe I should tell him that I'm in danger?'You thought to yourself.'Not the best idea,he'll probably bring whole Scotland Yard and that's not what I want to be embarrassed till the rest of my life.'All your ideas were leading to your embarrassment and you started giving up,but then turned back to your first one.
"Need your help.Come alone"
(your initials)
"Where are you?"
SH
You sent him your location and started waiting for Sherlock.Anxiety ws getting the best of you,imagining the worst-case scenario.'What if he gets mad?What if he doesn't like me?What if he thinks that I'm paethetic?'There were so many what ifs.
After twenty minutes you notice the slender figure of Sherlock Holmes,he looked as handsome as always and was wearing your faourite shirt of his,the purple button up shirt.
"Can you stop drooling and tell me what's going on?You don't look like someone who needs help."
His baritone voice snapped you out of your thoughts and immediately your cheeks turned bright red.You cleared your throat and opened the menu.
"Actually I need your help,can't choose between Cacciatore and Veal Milanes."You said still looking at the menu.
"You texted me for that?"
"Sherlock I was running like crazy in the streets of London,straight out of spa,dressed only in a bathrobe after you texted me that you needed my help"
"I really did."
"For what?picking up some folder that was laying in front of you?"
"Is that a payback?"He narrowed his eyes at you."And where's that otter you were going on a date with?"
"Well he's standing right in front of me."Sherlock tensed up,but soon washed it off and pulled out a chair for him to sit down.
"So I'm that otter.How didn't I deduce that?"He said that more to himself than to you.
"That's not the only thing you haven't noticed Sherlock,are you going to tell me why I brought you here or should I do that?"
"Our murderer,she works here."His eyes went wide.
"Finally,I thught you were the greatest detective and not me."
"So you came here,even tho you know that she's working in this restaurant?Are you mad?"
"Possibly."You answered with a grin."You know that I don't like dull things right?"
"I sure do now."He told you with a small smirk.
"Lets make a bet,I think that when she gets close to our table and sees you,she will run away."
"Nope,she'll wait till her working hours are over to seem less suspicious."Stated Sherlock.
"Okay,if I win,you'll text and call me only in emergency."You claimed.
"If I win and I know that I will,you owe me a date (y/l/n)."At that your cheeks started burning and small smile appeared on your face.
When your murderer-waitress came up to your table and saw Sherlock her eyes went wide,but she didn't run away and took your orders.Sherlock was right,she stayed there all evening.
"Looks like I owe you a date."
"Are you mad?"
"About the fact that I was wrong?Yes.About going out with you?Not at all."
"I think we should call Graham to arrest her right now."Suggested Sherlock.
"Sherlock his name is Greg,not Graham."
"Really?I always thought is was Graham."
"You are impossible Sherly."
"But you still love me."
"Yes,I do."Your eyes went wide when your realised what you just said.Sherlock soon noticed that and leaned down to peck your lips.
