Sherlock Preferences / One Shots

First time

Sherlock:

As you know, Sherlock never showed much emotion and as you also know, only a few people could coax a genuine smile from him. One of them being you. It was raining and Sherlock came home soaked and bloody. "Oh my God, Sherlock! What happened? Are you okay?" He gave you a small twisted smile and murmured, "Yes. I'm fine, this isn't my blood." You were torn between relief, disgust and worry. Whose blood was it then? "Lestrades. he got a small wound. He'll be out of the field for a while but he'll be fine. I'm sure my brother will take good care of him." It was almost as if he'd read your mind. Of course it often seemed like that with him. "Well, you'd better go take a shower. Don't have a bath otherwise you'll be sitting in a pool of blood." 

"Technically I already have." You raised an eyebrow and pointed down the hall before sitting back down and reading your book again. Arond five minutes later Sherlock peers out of the bathroom and down the hall. "Mind joining me?" You pulled a disgusted face, "With all that blood? Not a chance." When he didn't answer straight away, you looked up to see him pulling the puppy dog face, "I've washed the blood off. I'm just lonely in here." Sighing heavily, you push yourself up and plod down the hall towards him. The minute you got inside he had you up against a wall. "Well hello there Mr.Holmes." Maybe join him wasn't such a bad idea after all.
John:
You'd spent most of your day at 221b Baker Street waiting for Sherlock bloody Holmes to return your boyfriend for the day when you got a message.
Your partner will be late back home. Don't wait at the flat. Dangerous. Get Mrs.H out. -SH
Great now you're going to spend the rest of the day worrying about those two idiots. "Bloody Sherlock." You muttered, shutting the door behind and calling out to Mrs.Hudson.
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About 5 hours later at 8pm the boys still hadn't returned home and you and Mrs.Hudson were sitting in complete silence in yours and John's flat, having ran out of things to talk about. "Oh, those boys." Mrs.Hudson sighed softly beside you. Suddenly there was a bang at the door. You jumped up, torn between ripping it open to check for John and hiding in case it wasn't. Another two bangs and a slight shuffling from the other side had you pulling Mrs.Hudson off the sofa and behind you."Y/n? Are you there? Oh God, Sherlock what if they're not there?" You swallowed and called out "we're here." There were sighs of relief from both men as you ran forward to let them in. "John!" You cried, throwing your arms around him. Next you turned to Sherlock, first you wrapped one arm around him then smacked him lightly on the arm. "Never terrify us like that again young man." John was watching with an amused expression whilst Sherlock raised an eyebrow. "What kind of text do you call that? We've been worrying all evening. It can't have been that dangerous!"
"And how do you know?" You gestured between them "look at you. Not a scratch on either of you and we haven't had any unwelcome visitors. Surely, if it was that bad then they would be thought to check John's flat. Unless they were incredibly foolish." Sherlock smirked slightly before wrapping Mrs.Hudson in a small hug, "she's getting better John. Keep her." With that he left the the flat a confused Mrs.H in tow, to head back home. "I think I will." John muttered wrapping you in a hug from behind and softly kissing your neck. "Think you will, what?" He nipped lightly at the skin on your collar bones. "keep you."
Mycroft:
"Y/n?" You jumped slightly and spun around, terrified, only to come face to face with Mycroft Holmes. "Oh hey Mikey."
"Mikey?" You raised a challenging eyebrow. "Yes. Mikey." He sighed a little before cuddling into you. "Why do you insist so on using that nickname?" Giggling a little you smiled up at him. "Because it's cute, just like you." You poked him slightly in the shoulder as he rolled his eyes. "How many times? I am not cute. I am the most dangerous man you'll ever meet." You buried your head into his chest as he buried his into your neck. "I love you, Mycroft." You could feel his warm breath wash over the skin of your neck as he whispered, "I love you too," into your ear and you shuddered involuntarily. "What?" He nipped at the lobe this time. "You. You beautiful man. Just, you."
Lestrade:
Greg had recently been out on a case that had him up till the early hours of the morning and at work early the next day, leaving him with only a couple hours to sleep. You'd only seen him in passing with a quick peck on the cheek and an I love you. You came home from work to find Greg pottering about the kitchen, lively and looking like he hadn't just spent a week sleep walking through life. "Why are you home so early?" You asked as he wrapped you up in a hug. "I missed my beautiful girlfriend." Blushing, you gave him a proper kiss for the first time in ages. "I love you."
"I love you too." Greg seemed to have woken up considerably and was kissing the skin at your throat, murmuring about how much he'd missed this. Your first time wasn't exactly special but it was still amazing.
Moriarty:

"And the wife's in to? She knows what we're doing, right?" James had become a lot more empathetic to the lovers of his customers since he'd 'fallen for your eyes' in other words, now that he was in love himself, he cares about others that feel this way. "Good, execute the plan tonight and keep an eye on her, make sure she doesn't fold and let the police know what's happening." He hung up and began texting another person almost straight away. "That was cute." you teased, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head on his shoulder. "What was?" He murmured as he subconsciously leaned into your embrace, still concentrating on his phone. "That. You. You've gone soft haven't you? With all this new found empathy and caring nature." Immediately, he was more focused on you, "What? Of course I haven't gone soft!" He was staring at you incredulously, "Prove it then." You smirked smugly up at him and for a couple of seconds there was nothing, until he leant down and kissed you full force. "Fine, I will."