Fandom Preferences and Imagines

Sherlock: Morning After

An: I just started watching the series, so this is not entirely caught up with the new seasons. I'm on season 2 episode 2 but I couldn't resist doing this afternoon seeing Sherlock in a sheet. ;)

Sherlock:

You were in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for Sherlock. You stood in nothing but his dress shirt, cooking and hoping he won't wake up at the same time. You really wanted to surprise him with breakfast in bed.

Yesterday was your first night together. You had been seeing each other for a while now. But you decided to take the next step yesterday.

You were so deep into your thoughts you didn't notice the door to 221B open. You turned around to see two men standing there. You were so shocked you dropped the pan and screamed.

"Who are you?" You asked in a raised voice.

"Who am I? Who are you? You're in my apartment!" One of them spoke up.

His apartment? What the he'll is he..... Oh be must be John, you thought.

"Oh so you're the famous John. I'm
(Y/n) pleasure to meet you."

"Now....(Y/n). Do you mind telling me who the bloody hell you are?" John asked.

"He didn't tell you about me?" You asked and failed to try and hide the hurt from your voice.

"The names Mycroft Holmes. Now do you mind telling us who didn't bother to mention you?"

As he said those words, Sherlock came out in nothing but a sheet wrapped around him.

"What is he doing here?" He asked John in a tired voice.

"I'ok tell you once you bloody tell me what she's doing here."

Shelock walked towards you, and nuzzled his face in your neck.

"John, Mycroft, this is my girlfriend (Y/n)." A smile broke into your face as you heard those words.

Mycroft's face was etched in disbelief while John's was both disbelief and hurt.

I wonder why though, you thought.
(An: ;) )

"You have a girlfriend." John muttered.

"Yes I do. Now if you don't mind. We are both quite busy."

And with that said, he grabbed your hand and ushered you towards his room. As soon as you reached it, he pulled toy towards him and kissed you passionately.

John: (you're underage in here)

When you woke up you were enveloped with panick. You weren't in your room and you could feel that you were naked under the sheets.

You were about to scream when you noticed a picture of John and Sherlock on the side. And you realised that its John's room.

Flashback:

You sat on the armchair, waiting for Sherlock to come back. He had been missing for hours, which was expected of him, but you still worried for him nonetheles.

As you heard the footsteps heading up, you jumped up, waiting to see your brother's face.

To your slight disappointment, you looked up to see John stumbling through the door.

"He-Hello (Y/n)! What are you you doing up?!" He slurred.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be home with your wife?" You asked.

"I couldn't make it all the way home. And I sent her a text already." He continued to slur.

You sighed before heading towards him and helping him into your room. You started to take off his jacket and shoes, trying to make his slumber as comfortable as possible. You were shocked beyond belief when he roughly kissed you.

"What are you doing John? We can't do that that. What about Mary?! And god know how Sherlock would react when he found out! And we both know he will!" You whisper shouted as you pulled back immediately.

"Please (Y/n). I don't care if he finds out or what he'd do when he does find out. Or about Mary. All I care about is that I need you right now." He whined.

And with that he leaned in again and kissed you passionately, arms wrapping tightly around your hips as you stood between the V of his legs. You tried to fight it. You really did with everything you had in you. But the problem is that you had wanted this for too long. Wanted to feel his lips around yours. His arms wrapped around you. His body tight against yours. You had dreamt about it far too long to fight it now.
End of Flashback.

Oh what have you done. Sherlock is going to hate you for sleeping with his best friend. John is going to hate you for using him. And Mary is going to hate you for sleeping with her husband.

Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. What are you going to do?! You started panicking as you heard John begin to groan and turn in his sleep. You made a last minute decision and chose to pretend to be asleep.

"What? Mary?" You won't deny that it didn't hurt. The fact that he said her name first thing after he had slept with you.

What did you expect?! He's married to her! And you were just a drunken one night stand! Nothing more than a drunken mistake! A voice screamed in the back of your head.

You felt him raise himself onto his elbows, and look at you.

"Oh no. Oh god no. Please tell me this is a dream." He groaned out.

You couldn't help but flinch at his words.

"(Y/n)? Are you awake?"

You tried to ignore him and continued to pretend to be asleep.

"(Y/n). Come on. I know that you are awake. Don't try and pretend. We need to talk about this."

You didn't answer or openness your eyes. You just turned your body to face his, showing him that you are in fact listening.

"I'm sorry (Y/n). You know that last night should have never happened. You're young and confused and I should have never used you like that. And I'm married. And I love Mary, you know that. I don't know why I did that last night."

"I'm not too young or confused John. I'm perfectly aware of what I want and what I'd do to get it. It seems like you're the only one who's confused John. Figure out why you started last night and why you felt the need to cheat on your wife, then contact me. You know the way out the door." And with that you got up, not caring that you are naked and went in the bathroom to take a shower.