BBC: Sherlock x Reader

Time and then Some |Part Two|

"Okay...Milk, cheese, ketchup...." Y/n checks the cart to make sure she has the things she crossed off, she takes the ice-cream from Ethan and places it the cart. "Okayy..still need–"

"Not getting into trouble are we?" Y/n had almost screamed bloody murder, but that baritone she'd recognise anywhere. She turns around, a small smile in her lips, "No, just getting some things,"

He still looked the same, (not like she expected him to change over the course of a few days) a mop of dark curls, though he was wearing a pair of dark shades, it was hard not to forget the colour of his eyes. His eyes are what caught her off guard at first, such a strange mix of colours; blue, green and flecks of gold.

His eyes were captivating, eyes she noticed looked tired, almost ready to give up. It's like when you want to sleep, but no matter how hard you try, sleep just evades you and you remain fighting that never ending war. How can eyes so young look so old?

He was dressed similarly to how he was that night, expect over his dark three piece suit he donned a long Belstaff coat, a navy blue scarf, his hands covered by black leather gloves.

When she realised she was staring, Y/n blushes and looks away. William smiles down at her, his eyes going to Ethan at her side who was staring up, looking between the both of them. "Is he yours?"

"Hmm? Oh, no. This is my nephew, Ethan."

She watched when he smiled then, he looked almost relieved. Which was strange to her, yes he looked like a guy who enjoyed his solitude. But why would children be a problem?

Why the hell does that even matter to you?!

"Hi," Ethan says quietly, and William smiles again, "Hello, little one," Ethan is usually a shy kid, so the fact that he even bothered to greet William surprised Y/n.

"Anyway, it was mice to see you again, Y/n. But I'm afraid, I cannot linger. I'll be seeing you," He says, giving her a small nod before turning around and leaving, the coat he was wearing swished behind him.

Leave it to me, to like the strange ones.

Wait... wait what? Did he said he'd be seeing me?

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"Aunt Y/n?" Ethan calls softly from under the covers. It was late, and about time that Ethan gets to bed, Jeanette had called, saying she'd home in a few minutes. "Yes baby?"

He peeks out at her from under his sky blue comforter, "That man from the grocery..." Y/n raises an eyebrow, not knowing where the child was going with this. She sits on the chair at his bedside, "What about him?"

"Mommy says that you can tell when you like somebody by the way you look at 'em...and mommy looks at Seth like that all the time. The way you looked at him earlier...." Ethan says, Y/n chuckles, brushing back his dark hair. "You need to sleep," she says smiling, leaning over to kiss his forehead. "Goodnight, sweetie,"

It was late when Jeanette returned home, Y/n was already dressed for work when he sister came in. "Oh, I made you late didn't I?" Jeanette frowns, and Y/n shakes her head, getting up to grab her things. "No, I still have an hour to get there," she smiles. Jeanette puts her bag down, plopping down on the couch next to Y/n. "So, you had fun?" Y/n asks and Jeanette grins stretching out her left hand and wiggling her fingers, causing Y/n to look down.

"Oh my God," Y/n laughs, and Jeanette nods, "I know!" the ring on her finger was simple, a single silver band with a white diamond.

"Oh my God! Congratulations!" Y/n says hugging her sister who laughs and hugs her back. "You bitch, I am so happy for you, I could cry." Y/n says, not unkindly.

Not long after a small celebration between the two sisters, Y/n recalls her day with Ethan. "Wait, so you saw Mr creepy again,"

"He's not creepy. The guy literally saved my ass," Y/n says, shaking her head. Jeanette laughs, "And he said he'd be seeing you? I honestly have to meet this guy,"

"Ah haha, no. You'll scare him off,"

Y/n says laughing before looking at the watch on her wrist, "Shit, J, I gotta go. I'll text you later,"

"Stay safe,"

He came in early tonight, making the same order like he did last. Not at all surprising Y/n. He was quiet most of the time he was there, and Y/n was top busy attempt to make small talk with him. But when everything had settled, Y/n smiled at him and leaned against the counter.

"Hey," she greets with a small smile and he chuckles deeply, "Hello," he says back.

"...So, I had to wait an entire three days to see you?" Y/n muses and Sherlock watches her curiously before smiling, "I would have came sooner, but I had some business to take care of," he says, tapping the glass, silently she refills it.

"You're taking care of yourself, I hope." He says, watching her over the rim of the glass as he lifts it to his mouth.

Y/n smiles, tilting her head, "I'd ask you the same but you're in a bar," she chuckles, "but I am,"

William chuckles, smirking at her, "Everyone has a vice,"

It was about two am when Y/n got off, ready to go home and collapse in her bed, she smiles to herself as she locks up the bar.

William left a bit around ten, and Y/n was quite surprised to find him waiting outside.

"Oh shit–William, you scared me," Y/n says, her hand over her rapid beating heart.

"Sorry," he apologizes, walking over to her, "I just thought I'd walk you home,"

"That's very kind of you, thanks."
It wasn't a very long walk, from the bar to where Y/n lived. The walk there was quiet, while Y/n had tried to make conversation, William didn't seem in a talking mood. At least, that's what it seemed like to her, he's just so darn mysterious. When he had taken a silver hip flask from the pocket of his coat and drunk from it, Y/n raised an eyebrow but didn't question.

She hummed thoughtfully, causing William to look over at her, "What?"

"Nothing," Y/n shakes her head, and he raises an eyebrow now, "Okay.. It's just that... people drink when they've got something on their minds. Something they'd rather forget. You drink a lot, so I was only wondering," she says quietly and William pockets the flask, sighing.

"There are some things I try to forget, I suppose. But alcohol can only do so much, the forgetfulness is only temporary, eventually, they just come right back."

It was quiet again after that, but not an awkward silence, it was quite calming. Just the two of them enjoying each other's company. "Well, this is me." Y/n says when they had reached her flat, she turns and smiles up at him. "Thanks again, for walking with me,"

"Of course," William smiles taking her hand in his gloved one, Y/n feels a blush creep up her neck when he brushes his lips gently on her knuckles. "I'll be seeing you,"

Y/n couldn't help but feel giddy as she went up to her flat, and she couldn't help but wonder where this was all going to lead.