There is no normal (Sherlock x Fem!Reader)

CHAPTER 6: FIRST CASE, FIRST CORPSE

Your P.O.V.

*rrrrriiiiiiinnnnnnngggggg..

I jolted wake up. 7 am.

"Hoaaam," I yawned. I checked my phone, there is a message. Sherlock.

Get ready for today. We have a case!

SH

The message was sent at.. 2.23 am!!! What the heck! That was 5 hours ago!

I walked to my bathroom to wash my body. I brought my phone and watch anime while I sunk my body in the bathtub. I watched Kimi no Nawa. Honestly, I always watched it once a week. I don't know why, I just loved it.

*knock knock knock, "(y/n)!"

Sherlock.

"In the bathroom!" I yelled. I heard the door open and he walked in. Suddenly Sherlock stormed into my bathroom. "W-w-what the hell are you doing! Did you ever k-know privacy?! I'm naked!" angrily yelled at him. My face turned red.

"I'm sorry, I thought you just brush your teeth. I didn't know you—is that cartoon? Do you still watch them? In the bathroom?" he asked with that emotionless face. Bastard.

"Yes! And it's anime. Now get out!"

"Oh r-right." He stuttered. He walked out.

I sighed, "What a strange man."

After a couple of minutes, I step out of the bathtub and put the towel on my body. I walked out of the bathroom to my room, because I forgot to bring clothes with me in the bathroom. How the hell I can forget? Oh, alarm, that thing always messed up my mind, the sound made me upset in the morning.

--time skip--

"Okay, so w-we got a case?" I asked Sherlock. Before he can answer it someone knocked on my door.

*knock knock

"Come in," I said.

"Hi!" it was John. "Ready for your first case (y/n)?" he asked.

"Of course!" I said with a wide smile. "But first, we s-should eat something. I'll make breakfast for us."

I put the pan on the stove. I cooked regular breakfast for us. This was the first time I cooked breakfast for other people. Usually, I only cooked for myself and my parents when I was home.

I finished it. Then I brought it to the living room. My flat is small, so I don't have a dining table.

"Here. I hope this is okay. I'm sorry if it's too salty or--" I said.

"It would be good. Don't worry too much. Your anxiety bothered me," Sherlock said. "Eat fast, then we go."

"Sherlock!" John angrily whispered.

"It's okay John," I said.

"But-"

"It's okay," I said again with a reassuring smile.

That was why I never had a friend, when I started to talk I worried too much. It bothered them, I make them uncomfortable with my presence.

We ate our breakfast in silence.

--time skip--

We hailed a cab. I sat between the doctor and the consulting detective. It was a silent ride. An awkward silence.

We finally arrived at the crime scene. There I saw a curly-haired woman and a man next to her. She works for the police.

"Oh, hello freak!" whos the freak? Oh, it's Sherlock. I thought it was me. I saw the pain in Sherlock's face but it disappeared quickly. And the woman just smirked. I hate bullies.