His Great Game (Sherlock x Reader)

Chapter 20: Wedding Bells?

(Here's the next chapter, as promised. P.S, thanks for all the birthday love <3)

(Your POV)

"Psst..." I opened my eyes slowly, blinking to adjust to the light. "(Y/n)."

"Yep, I'm up, I'm up."

"Mycroft's assistants just arrived- they're in the living room setting up."

My brow furrowed in confusion. Now that everything had come into focus, I could see Sherlock standing by the bed. He still wasn't wearing his suit jacket, so he was just in a black button-up and suit pants. "Setting up what?"

He gave a half-smile, not wanting to give anything away. "You'll see."

I quirked an eyebrow and gave him a once-over. He was smiling innocently. "Hmm." I drew in a long breath. "Alright, coming." He waited patiently as I climbed (less than gracefully) out of the bed. As he followed me closely out of the bedroom, I tried desperately to make my hair look presentable. Surprisingly, it worked, and by the time I rounded the corner into the living room, I didn't look like a hot mess.

"Afternoon, John." I beamed at him, as he was the first person I saw. "What's going...? Whoa." I stopped midsentence when I saw the rest of the people in the living room. Four of them, total. Who were these people?

A professionally dressed woman with brown hair stepped forward and extended her hand for me to shake. From the way she carried herself, it was easy to tell that she was in charge here. "Anthea." She introduced as I shook her hand.

Liar, I easily deduced. "That's not your name."

"I know." I chuckled at her casualness- probably someone who worked for Mycroft. She turned, gesturing to the other three newcomers in the flat I hadn't recognized. She gestured first to the one on the far left, a tall, lanky man with blonde hair and hazel eyes. "This is Claude- he'll be doing hair for the gentlemen." Claude nodded curtly. She then gestured to the other two, clearly twins of Asian descent. They were petite, with soft features. "And this is Mai and Lin- they'll be your hair and makeup for tonight." They smiled shyly and waved.

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. I definitely hadn't been expecting a prep team at my disposal- I supposed this was going to be one hell of a ball. Just exactly how high-scale was the Dorchester Hotel? I really should have looked it up.

"Let's move on to your outfits, then, shall we?" Anthea's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I nodded, following Anthea over to the sofa, where three outfits were laid out. John and Sherlock followed closely behind. I gasped almost inaudibly in surprise. Oh my God. Definitely should have looked up the hotel. Draped on the sofa, in between Sherlock and John's tuxedos, was the most stunning and elegant dress I had ever laid eyes upon. "You approve, I hope?"

"Yeah." I said softly, still a tad shocked. The dress was midnight blue and floor length. The top was low-cut and sleeveless, the folds crisscrossing in the front. From what I could tell, it would hug my figure until about my knees, and then fan out in mermaid style. The heels were the same shade of blue. I examined the diamond necklace and matching earrings. Long story short, I was going to look breathtakingly gorgeous. I didn't even get a chance to look properly at the boys' tuxedos before I was hurriedly ushered into Sherlock's room once more, so the twins could work their wonders.

(Time skip)

After about an hour, I was basking in the glory that was me. The dress was stunning, and my makeup and hair had been styled to perfection. Quite frankly, I don't think I'd ever looked this good in my life. I must have praised the twins a hundred times before there was a knock on the door.