Suicidal Dectivie

Sucidial Detective Ch.3

Sherlock's POV

I visited (y/n) at the hospital. She was awake.
(Y/N) POV

I caught Sherlock's reflection in the window. "Where's John? I have to say thank you. Oh yes and thank you too." I smiled not looking away from the window. "You're welcome and he's with Mrs.Hudson." He replied as he sat down. "Any news on th-"

"What did Moriarty give you, or say to you to make you do this?"

I sighed "You think Moriarty did this? Not everything and not everyone is playing or is a player in your brilliant game Sherlock", I turned my face to him my ears steaming from my anger and tears burning my eyes, " I don't know if you know or care or not but what you told John really hurt. People have feelings weather you know or not they do but I can't say the same thing about you. You could be an absolute jerk sometimes. The least you could do is say sorry every once and a while." Sherlock looked stunned but tried not to show it. "Moriarty didn't do anything for me to do this. I was just over whelmed and I'm sorry I put you through this." The next thing he did surprised me most the great Sherlock Holmes hugged me awkwardly but it still meant something towards me. He wiped my tears away gently dragging his finger across my jawline, taking my chin by his thumb and index finger gently placing a passionate ,sweet kiss on my  lips,"I'm sorry...I hurt you (y/n)." My cheeks were hot and red I don't weather it was from crying or the hug and kiss. He comb his fingers through my hair. I cleared my throat,"um Sherlock the nurse." He turned to the nurse. "She's ready to go home."

"Ready to go home? Mrs. Hudson and Mary miss you." He asked while helping me out of bed.

~Time Skip in 221b 3 months later~

I sip the hot tea and set it back on the floor. I was reading one of Poe's books the Raven was my favorite. Sherlock walked through the door and threw his coat on John's chair and sat down in his. "How was the case?" I asked,"Want some tea?" I ask whole getting up."Coffee black two sugars. Thank you." I took down the tea cups but I had to use a chair. I told him about Mrs.Hudson's,Mary's and Mycrofts visit and the bill he had to pay. I didn't notice that Sherlock got up and stood behind me hovering over me. I turned around jumping at how close he was to me. "Blood...Sherlock what are you doing?" He tilted my chin up and kissed me for a short time. I wanted more,my heart was racing, mind going a thousand miles per hour. I stood on my tip toes and pushed him against the table and kissed him I licked his bottom lip begging for entrance which to my surprise he granted. He tasted like whiskey,cigarettes and coffee. It was amazing. Now it was Sherlock's turn to take the wheel.
Sherlock's POV

(Y/n), so dominant I love it I don't want it to stop. I never felt this way before it's energizing sending chills down my spine and goosebumps all over my body. Her body in my hands felt so right. Her lips tasted like the cherry ChapStick she always wears with a little taste of green tea. I want to protect her.
(Y/n) POV

Sherlock waisted no time and space between our bodies. He ran his hands up my shirt touching the scars on my stomach and rubbing my sides. We pulled away for air but not for long. I unbuttoned his lavender dress shirt and threw it somewhere he did the same with mine. My warm skin hitting the cold sink sending goosebumps all over my body. "Let's take this somewhere private." He said in a low voice against the nape of my neck making me shiver. I nodded. He picked my up bridal style to his room.
(So yea things are happening and more to come later. Thanks for reading.
~That1superwhogirl~ bye)