SuperLock Imagines

Sherlock Preferences- How You Met

Contains some of the girls btw, don't like, don't read.

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Sherlock:

Walking through the bookstore, you paused, smiling at the book you were looking for.

Unfortunately, it was too high up for you to reach. Struggling for a bit, you had almost given up hope when a black-coat-enclad arm reached up for you.

"Thank you," You smiled as the book reached your hands safely. Making a half-turn, you looked up into the blue eyes of the dark-haired, pale stranger.

"No problem." He answered curtly. His blue eyes raked your body, and not in a dirty way. It felt as though... he knew things about you. 

Turning, he walked away from you and out of the bookstore. Blinking your eyes, you just shook your head. That was weird...

John:

Sauntering up to the kind, ashy-blonde haired man sitting at the coffee shop table, you pulled out your ordering pad and a pen.

"Hello, again. Anything else to order, sir?" Looking up into your e/c eyes, the man you were serving shook his head.

"No- no thank you, just the coffee thanks." Impatiently brushing a strand of h/c hair out of you eyes, you nodded. "Okay, then. Shall I get your bill?"

"Yes, thank you." Smiling at the man's politeness, you sauntered away again to grab the bill.

Coming back, you handed it to him. "My name's Y/n, by the way. Y/n, L/n."

Handing you back the bill and collecting his jacket, he held out a hand. "Hello, Y/n." His browns eyes showed a kind warmth you didn't normally see. "I'm John Watson. I have to go, sorry about that, but it was nice meeting you."

And with a quick goodbye from you, he left.

Moriarty:

Jumping to your feet, you gave a cold-eyed look to the brown-haired man in front of you.

"No, I refuse to join you. You lie and you kill without reason. Goodbye, Mr Moriarty." And walked out of the door. The room you had been brought to was cold and unfriendly, much like the man you had just spoken to.

With your- unique- abilities as a highly-trained assassin, you had been contacted to join him in his rise to power. Which he already had more than enough of.

"Ah, yes. But I do think we will see eachother again, sugar." He purred to your back. And meet again you shall.

Lestrade:

"Oh, shit, sorry!" The silver-haired man exclaimed. Dumbfounded, you just stared down at the brand-new, white blouse you had bought yesterday. Which was now soaked in coffee.

"Well... it's not... so bad?" You joked after a small, awkward silence. Looking into the stranger's brown eyes, you felt a stirring in your heart. Well, if you had to get coffee poured on you by a stranger, atleast it was this man.

"Look, I'm sorry. I'm having an off day, and I wasn't-" The handsome man started to babble, but you just cut him off with a laugh and a shake off your h/c haired head.

"It's no problem, look, I should probably go change. Maybe I'll see you around." With a giggle, you turned on your heel and left to catch a cab home. Shaking his head at your good humour, the man you bumped into sighed.

"And I didn't even introduce myself..." He muttered.

Mycroft:

Hummimg the tune to your newest composed song, you picked up your cello case. The practice with your orchestra had gone exeptionally well, so you were in a better mood than usual.

As you were leaving the theatre, a man holding a black umbrella started walking with you. "I really liked that performance." He said mildly. 

Not stopping with your walking, you looked into his gray-blue eys. You blinked your own e/c ones. "Thank you, it means alot when people take the time to listen to our music. Even if it it just a practice."

He nodded. "I have a... little brother who plays a string instrument. A violin." 

"Yes, well, I've always beens into the bigger things myself." Realising that that could've gone two ways, you blushed. "No- I- I'm... I didn't mean it like that!" Stupid, stupid, stupid!

Just giving a chuckle at your mishap, he stepped away from you towards the road. "Well, as lovely as this chat was, I must go and handle some business. I'll be seeing you later, Y/n."

Molly:

"Well, hello. You must be the new chemist. I'm Molly Hooper." You smiled at the kind woman.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Y/n L/n." She nodded eagerly. "I know, I read your file! Oh, God did that sound creepy? I'm not a stalker, I swear!"

You chuckled at the poor, now frazzled brunette woman. "No worries, it's fine! You know, I have a feeling that we'll get along great!"

Irene:

 "Hello, there." Looking up into the eyes of a classy looking woman, you smiled, politely answering her hello.

"I was wondering if you could give me directions somewhere." The classy woman was polite enough, so you readily agreed. "Of course."

The woman showed you an address on her mobile phone. Pointing her in the right direction, you got prepared to leave. Noticing your haste, the woman asked you where you were going.

"Oh, well I'm a physics teacher at the local University." You answered. Not wanting to be rude, you gave a quick glance to your watch. You had a class in less than twenty minutes, and you couldn't be late.

Laughing, the woman gave a reply that had you smiling for the rest of the day afterwards, "Well, you do seem quite brainy. And, as I always say, that is definately sexy."

Well, done! And that's it for now. I was thinking of doing one for SPN, but then I realised that there were too many characters for that... oh well. Hope you like this! And let me know if there's a specific one you want done!