Element ➳ Sherlock x Reader

Elegant

It's night time when we finish fishing, and we begin to head back to our campsite.

When we arrive Molly and Tom are completely out of energy, so they enter a tent and basically pass out together.

I go and get changed into my pajamas, but when I return I see Sherlock near a fire that he made.

He's sitting on a log and staring into the fire, deep in thought. I run over to him.

"Hi." I smile.

"Hello." He smiles back sweetly.

I start to do vogue poses with the wedding ring, causing him to chuckle.

"You're still wearing it?" He asks.

"I never want to take it off." I tell him.

He pats a space on the log he's sitting on, indicating me to sit next to him.

He wraps his arm around me as I rest my head on his shoulder.

"My husband~" I sing, kissing his cheek.

"What do you want at the wedding?" He asks.

"We should get a huge cake with a picture of you in that silly hat on it." I beam.

He flicks my forehead.

"No." He pouts.

"Fine." I cross my arms playfully.

He chuckles lightly, before taking my hand.

I stare at him as he plays with the finger that had my wedding ring on it.

He glances at me, a smirk playing his lips.

I smile and tackle him to the grass.

He leans up to meet my lips with his own, and I join in willing. He slides his hands up my shirt, as I continue to kiss him.

I pull away slowly and smile down at him, as he moves a strand of my hair behind my ear

"I love you..." He whispers.

I rest my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"I love you too..." I reply.

After about a minute, I roll of of him, and lay beside him.

We stare up at the stars.

"I never dreamt of finding someone...someone I love, and care for in this hearthrobbing way." He says softky, kissing my hand.

"Neither have I...look at us both." I giggle.

He chuckles and kisses my hand.

A long silence follows. It's sweet though.

"Sherlock?"

"Yes?"

"There's this lady who found a corpse in her home the other day, except it wasn't just any corpse, it was her dead grandfather."

"Oh, elegant." Sherlock smirks, as we both sit up quickly and view the details on my phone.

"Isn't it?" I ask, smiling.

"I wasn't talking about the case." He says softly.