Sherlock Oneshots

Sherlock x Reader fluff ~ Requested by The_Coolest_Timelord

Sherlock x Reader : Late Night Reading.

Request from The_Coolest_Timelord

(YN) : your name (LN) : last name (HC) : hair colour (EC): Eye colour (HL):Hair length (FHD): Favourite hot drink (YI): Your initials (MN): Middle name (FCP): Favourite Chinese food

You were sitting in 221B, with your a book in your hands. You have been sitting there since early this morning. Sherlock and John brushed past you this morning and had left to go to a new case that Lestrade had given them. You haven't finished the book yet, you were halfway through it. You had a cup of (FHD) beside you and you occasionally sipped the hot drink. Mrs Hudson occasionally walked in and refilled your mug.

You saw your phone go off

We need you for the case, please come as soon as you can - SH

You sighed and text him back

I'm busy - (YI)

What could be more important than a case? - SH

You rolled your eyes and switched your phone off, not wanting to be interrupted by Sherlock. You went back to reading your book. The whole flat was in complete utter silence, it was a change from the usual rash and brash atmosphere that John and Sherlock always created. You sighed and pushed your hair away from your face, you looked at your book and read 20-ish pages before putting your book down. You felt peckish so you walked up to the kitchen, you searched the cupboards for something but was unsuccessful.

You gulped and stared at the fridge, you feared what could be in the fridge. Last time you checked, there was a head in the fridge and many severed fingers in numerous wine glasses. You haven't used those wine glasses since.

You walked over to the fridge and reached out to grasp the handle, you gulped again and slowly opened the fridge.

Nothing...No experiments were in the fridge.

'That's a first.' You thought in your head and searched the fridge for something to eat, you found leftover chinese food from a couple of nights ago

'It'll have to do, now lets hope there isn't any experiments in the microwave.' You walked over to the microwave with the leftover (FCF) in your hands. Thankfully there were no experiments in the microwave and you put the leftover (FCF) in a bowl and put it in the microwave for a few minutes. You leaned against the bunker and waited for the microwave to 'bing'. It eventually did and you grabbed a towel and wrapped the palms of your hands with it.

You reached in with the towel wrapped around hands and grabbed the steaming bowl of (FCF). You put the bowl on the down on the bunker to let it cool. You sighed and saw your phone laying on the floor. You opened the cutlery drawer and got a knife, fork and spoon and looked around for a lap-tray. You found one and put your bowl of (FCF) on your tray and went and sat down with your food on your lap. You quietly ate the (FCF), when you had finished it you put it down beside the armchair that you were sitting on. Sherlock had recently claimed this seat as 'his' and absolutely hated anyone that dare sat in 'his' chair. But since he was out on a case with John meant you got to sit in it while he was gone. You picked up your book and started to read again, losing track of time. 

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No-one's POV

The front door to 221B opened and in walked Sherlock with a exhausted looking John. They walked into the living-room to find (YN) sitting in 'Sherlock's' chair. An annoyed expression graced Sherlock's face.