Sherlock x Reader: The Inability to Deduce

Chapter 2 - Who are you?

Chapter 2

"What?" He asked looking completely and utterly frustrated at you now, "what do you mean?"

"I mean," you started, slightly exasperated at the consulting detective, "that you simply can't deduce me, I. Cannot. Be. Deduced."
He still looked confused so you continued, "I've made it so that no one can tell who I am, at all. You on the other hand are rather easy to read at the moment." You pointed down to his shirt, "I can tell that you've already had coffee three times today, black two sugars, considering the state of your shirt," you indicated to his his lips next, "I can also tell that you're having trouble with a recent case going by how your lips are slightly chewed, and how you were taking a walk to clear your head when your other methods, such as violin? Didn't work." You stopped finally looking up into his eyes.

"You're....like me..." He whispered after a time his face becoming absolutely plain and bland.

"Coffee?" You asked whilst holding out an arm indicating the way.

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"So tell me ___," Sherlock asked taking a sip of his hot coffee, "who are you?"

"I told you, I'm no one important. Just another person in the crowd, nothing special really," you said folding your hands together on the table in front of you.

"*cough*, I don't believe that," he said, his brow furrowing again.

"We'll it's the truth so your just going to live with it," you chuckled a little at his expression, he seemed even more frustrated than before.

"I'm sorry ___, but I can't handle not knowing who you are, I've never had this before. You're going to have to tell me about yourself," Sherlock seemed disgusted at the thought of the question but still went along with it, if it would get you to talk.

"You'll find out...in time."

A/N- sorry it's such a short chapter!