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Y'all some whores for the comments of that Sherlock smut chapter so I need to tame y'all.
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You were sitting in your office. Looking through some documents. You were going over a case. Yet it wasn't yours. It was Sherlock's. See he wouldn't admit when he needed help because he NEVER needed help. But this time he did.
Sherlock stormed into your office. "You've been trying to solve my case." It wasn't a question. He knew. He was smart.
"You needed the help." You looked up at him.
"No I didn't." He scoffed.
After a while of arguing back and forth, you guys were now staring daggers at each other. Anyone who noticed would've thought you guys were having an eye staring contest. But you guys were talking with your eyes.
"Fine I'll drop the case." You muttered, rolling your eyes.
"Great—"
"If, you take me on a date."
"What?!"
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Sherlock showed up at your flat at 8 pm, with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. You opened the door and smiled. You had on a cute dress with red lipstick on.
"Enola said you might like these.."
"I love them." You kissed his cheek. Sherlock huffed and took your arm. Walking you out.
"I only agreed to this so you'd drop the case." He mumbled.
"I know." But you knew that he did like you, he just needed a little pushing. He brought you to a nice restaurant, paid for your dinner, bought you wine. Then you guys went to his flat.
"This is...a mess." You said, a little disgusted as you walked into his flat.
"I didn't expect to be bringing you back here." Sherlock groaned. You started organizing things. "What are you doing?"
"You can't be living in this filth." You continued to clean until his flat was spotless.
Sherlock walked up behind you, putting his hands on your waist.
"Sherlock?" You whispered.
"Yes dear?" He kissed your neck.
"You'll have to fight harder to get in my pants." You turned around and kissed him and then left.
