~~Random one shots~~

~~Boring~~

Abdominal regi- Uggh. Stop it!

"Like what I'm cooking, darling?" (Y/N) smiled.

"Yeah, sure."

My tepid fingers graze my face and put through my hair. Feeling a slight sigh of relief coming through my throat.

(Y/N) glanced at me, with a face that expresses disappointment, sad, or maybe even depressing.

I felt sorry, but I'm not so sure what to do at this point, I went to go pick up my tea and went back to the chair I was in previously.

Third POV~
(Y/N) brought a plate of the little ginger treats with a fake smile. His/her eyes burning, eager to slap Sherlock across the face for pure enjoyment. Or at least that's what he/she had inside his/her head.

Sherlock, sipping his tea, looked up at the figure before him, starting to analyze his/her state.

(E/C) Eyes, seemed to be glaring at me.

Eyebrows fiddling

Cheek bones slightly visible, slightly pink, must be from anger, or arousal.

Lips arched into a smile, but with no effort.

Sherlock took his legs out and straightened them, got up from the chair and walked to (Y/N). The man/woman ready to just blow his face off with a single slap. Oh how his face will be beaten red and purple. And his teeth knoc-

"Sorry I didn't appreciate your little treats when I should have."

(Y/N) shook his/her head when he/she saw half of those cookies gone. Sherlock glances at him/her and broke the awkwardness with a crooked, yet expressive smirk as he bit into the tasty treat.

(Y/N) put down the plate and followed the tall man down the stairs. He/She was about to say something, when he/she got down the stairs with Sherlock turned to him/her. (Y/N) bumped into him with a jolt, sighing into his chest, slightly sniffing his barley visible sent. Old books and tea surrounded his/her nostrils, giving him/her satisfaction.

"Oh?" Sherlock grunted slightly.

"My deepest apologies, but where you going?"

"Adventure."

(Y/N) looked at him with uncertainty. Definitely not an adventure.

"I don't think so, sir. You've been out and about everyday," Sherlock was in the process of getting his coat and signature scarf on, "You should at least take some sort of a break."
The man/woman shifted to the left, trying to keep the tall man's attention span. Suddenly being backed to a wall.

(( That's pretty gay ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ))

"I have you know that I have a crime to solve, and with all this staying at home stuff is a bit out of my league."

Sherlock glares down at the helpless (Y/N). His/her eyes shifting.

*possibly from fear or pure shock, I suppose. Innocent.* Sherlock thought to himself as his glass like eyes pierce some harsh (e/c) ones.

Awkwardness fills the room, and the two are just standing there. Silence.

Sherlock's POV, sort of...

Sherlock looks to his right, then back to (Y/N). Lucious (h/c) hair fixed nicely for a lovely day. Warm.

Warm.

(( I guess you could say he's talking. To himself in third person ))
He felt warm.

He never felt warm.

Not this kind of warm.

Oh no.

This is different.

(Y/N) could tell. Cheeks flushed pink. Exposed. Sherlock. You've been exposed.
Curly dark brown locks hanging over you forehead, soft eye kind of deal. Lips twitching, fingers shaking, expression tensing kind of a thing.

You.

Have.

Feelings!!

Now...

DO IT!!

Third POV now sorry about that

Connection is present with the two's lips. Soft, gullible lips both of them. (Y/N) is quite shocked. Hesitating a bit, Sherlock's eyes were closed. It felt long. Forever it is. But soon departed. The boy/girl had wide eyes, rapidly blinking. Tall figure. It felt scary for a moment. Hands fixed onto the flaps of the others coat. (Y/N) could get a connection on what happened and how to figure this out properly.

Lust filled the man's eyes. Sherlock backed up. Fixed his scarf and walked to the entrance, opening the front door.

"Than you for the little gingers, love."

Sherlock's winked and went off.

What the fuck just happened?

A/N: hi again. This story may look weird, as of how I worded things, but I wanted to be a little more whimsical and intricate with this one. I'm in love with this confusion of a show, but I think this takes the cake, for the atmosphere, and I'm really proud of it. Hopefully you'll understand this story. Baiii!!!

~MxJ