Deceptive Clues Sherlock Holmes x Reader

Sherlock's Concern

Y/N awoke the next morning with a little headache from the previous night's activities. She couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy because she had never been in such a risky circumstance before. She struggled to shake the feeling of unease as she prepared for the day. Y/N traveled to the pub where she would meet Sherlock as scheduled. She arrived a bit early and made the decision to take a break by taking a stroll around the block. As she rounded the corner, she noticed Sherlock standing at the pub's entrance, perhaps looking for someone or something.

"Good morning, Sherlock," Y/N said.

When Sherlock swiftly turned around and spotted Y/N, he exhaled with relief. Good morning. Are you alright? Enola informed me of what occurred last night.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Y/N nodded. Just a little uneasy. "Why would she tell him," you think to yourself; remembering what you had told Enola the night of the incident, "No need to tell the others of this it will cause unnecessary worry".

"I don't like that you were put at risk like that," Sherlock said, his face serious. "I should have been there to protect you."

"Sherlock, you couldn't have known that would happen," Y/N said with a sweet grin. You are not at fault.

As he glanced at Y/N, Sherlock's eyes grew softer. Simply said, "I just can't bear the thought of anything happening to you."

The sincerity in Sherlock's voice caused Y/N to feel her heart skip a beat. Although she had always found him attractive, she never believed he felt the same way.

As they entered the bar, Sherlock could be seen glancing about the space for any indications of danger. As they took a seat at a table in the corner, Sherlock watched for any unusual behavior.

Sherlock's worry for Y/N was visible all day long. He was always making sure she was alright and didn't require anything. Every time Sherlock stroked her arm or leaned in close to her, Y/N couldn't help but feel a flutter in her chest.

As the day progressed, Y/N and Sherlock discussed a variety of topics, including anything from their favorite books to their humiliating experiences. Y/N thought she was learning more about Sherlock, and she was pleased with what she observed.

Sherlock got to his feet and offered his hand as the bar started to empty. "Shall we?"As they exited the pub together, Y/N grinned and held his hand, feeling a surge of exhilaration. Y/N couldn't help but feel that this was the beginning of something fresh and exciting as they strolled along the street.