// the only story sherlock couldn't solve // sherlock Holmes X John Watson

chapter 1

-Watson's p.o.v-

Sherlock was talking on and on about how obvious the case was. "Like I said John, it was obvious he was the killer because of..." I stopped listening after a little while. I've heard it so many times 'it is the dirt under his nails. The scent of his perfume.' I could basically dream of all the things it could be. but I never interrupt him. I love hearing the sound of his voice "JOHN!" I snapped out of it. Sherlock had put his hand on my forehead. I started to blush. "John you're boiling." I pushed away his hand. "Are you okay?" He asked. "I'm fine Sherlock." Was he really caring about me? No, it was probably a suspicion of some sorts he wants confirmation on. I mean it is Sherlock we are talking about. He doesn't care about anyone. "JOHN! You keep spacing out." Sherlock said. I sighed, "I'm a bit tired, I think I'm going to bed." I answered. and I left the room.

-Sherlock's p.o.v-
I was telling John about the case and how I figured out who the killer was. "So John because of those reasons I suspected that he was the killer. What do you think about it?" I asked. When he didn't answer I said his name again. "John?" He looked like he was in a complete different world. He was also a bit red. So naturally I put my hand on his forehead to feel if he had a fever of some sorts. "JOHN!" He finally snapped out of it. "John you're boiling." He got even more red, and pushed my hand away. "Are you okay?" I asked. I was a bit worried because he has been my best friend for over 4 years. He even stayed with me after I faked my own death. And I don't know what it is but when I look his way or when he is close to me I feel that I can take on the whole world. "I'm fine Sherlock." He sounded annoyed. Did I annoy him? Why does the feeling of him being annoyed by me affect me so much? That can't be. I don't care. No I do not care if he is annoyed by me. I noticed he was spacing out again. And he was getting more and more red. "John?" I said carefully. No you mustn't let these emotions get trough to you. "JOHN!" He looked up so I spoke further, "you keep spacing out." He sighed. Anxiety was building up inside my chest. Why am I feeling this way. "I'm just a bit tired, I think I'm going to bed." he answered. Good job Sherlock you pissed him off. Now he's leaving the room. Well done.

-Watson's p.o.v-
I put my hand's in front of my face. "I'm so embarrassed." I murmured. What must he think of me. He must think i'm really stupid. Agh...

-Sherlock's p.o.v-
Sign... I don't understand. Why am I feeling so subconscious when i'm talking to John. Let's just go to bed. Maybe I'm just tired.

Hello darling~
Thank you for taking the time to read chapter one of my story. I hope you enjoyed this. And stay tuned for the next chapter. Bye!!

~writer-chan