Sherlock Preferences and One-Shots

A Jealous Christmas (Lestrade)

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Requested by @Music_and_books

Word count: 985

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Christmas had always been your favorite holiday. And that wasn't an uncommon thing. And it certainly wasn't uncommon for you to be excited for Christmas either. But what happened this year... Well let just say it made you love the holiday even more.

You and John Watson had always been close. Even through his army days, you two always seemed to stay in touch through it all. You had never really been interested in him even though you always had a theory that he liked you. But even if he did, you never felt the same. It was complicated to say the least, but you would eventually figure it out.

You walked into the warmth of 221b, Christmas decorations strewn around along with a brightly lit Christmas tree close to the window, graced with silver garland and blue, shining ornaments that reflected the twinkling lights.

You wore your favorite dress that was red lace and was a little higher than your knees and had long lace sleeves and the dress stuck to each curve of your body, fitting you flawlessly. You also wore gold heels but no jewelry. You didn't have much jewelry so you just decided to not wear any.

John greeted with you with a warm smile and hug. "Well don't you look lovely." He said in that usual sweetheart voice after seeing you at the door.

You were the last person to arrive so all of your friends were there, like Sherlock, Molly, Mrs. Hudson, and even Greg.

You had secretly liked him for what seemed like forever. His silver hair and raspy voice always got you. And as much as you didn't want to admit it, you were head over heels for him because he was so perfect.

No one knew that though. Everyone shipped you with him, but you would always say you didn't like him like that, even though it was a lie.

"(Y/N)?"

"Hm?" You asked, turning your attention back to John... What happened?

"You were staring." He said, his eyes filled with mild suspicion.

You felt your cheeks grow hot, burning a bright crimson. "Oh sorry. I didn't think I was staring at you." You said, rather surprised at yourself.

"You were staring at Greg." He said quietly, almost inaudibly.

That was he thing about John, he was smarter than he looked and he was loyal. Very loyal. So he wouldn't embarrass you by telling everyone you were staring at a guy you liked. He wasn't like that.

You opened your mouth to say something, but John moved to let you inside, so you quickly regained your composure as you went in through the doorway. And of course, the only spot left was next to Greg, not including John's chair.

What a coincidence right?

If these was even a coincidence anyways. And you knew it wasn't. You heard all of John's and Ms. Hudson's theories about how you were so head over heels in love with Greg, no matter how much you wanted to deny it.

But little did you know, that when you walked into the room, the DI himself with awestruck by how you looked. How beautiful you looked. How your body looked in your dress, how your hair was so perfectly pulled up, how your eyes popped because of your make up.

Stunning.

That was the word, but yet that couldn't seem to do a justice to how beautiful you were in his eyes.

You took a seat right beside him on the crammed couch.

"You look gorgeous." He said openly, honestly, not even realizing what he said until after he said it. "I mean-um. You look lovely (Y/N)." He said, trying to get himself back together. Because lets be honest, your dress was rather distracting for a guy that liked you.

You felt your face turn to the color of a cherry tomato. "Well thank you." You said, concealing a giggle with a bright smile.

"I agree." John said, piping in from his chair that was directly across from you and if you went with your instinct, you thought Greg seemed kinda jealous that John said that... But you were probably wrong.

Why would he be jealous right?

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After eating a lot of cookies and making a lot of jokes with John you could practically feel the tension radiating off the man beside you. And you saw his last strike go off in his head when you started giggling and laughing at a joke John made.

Out of nowhere, Greg quickly stood up from the couch and wordlessly walked into the kitchen...

What was going on?

"Um... Let me go check on him..." You offered after a tense moment of silence in the room before getting up and going to the kitchen to see your bitter friend.

"Hey." You said gently as you walked in to see Greg in the room, running a hand through his silver hair, seeming stressed about something.

His attention jerked up to you and he seemed to straighten up a little bit. "Oh... Hi..." He said, his voice a mix of emotions you couldn't pick apart.

"What's going on?" You asked, deciding to just ask. You put a hand on your hip, just wanting an answer at this point.

"I cant let him keep doing that (Y/N)." He admitted.

Wait.. What?

"What do you mean?" You asked, tilting your head to the side, not having a clue of what he meant.

"I cant let John keep flirting with you like that..." He said and hesitated.

"Not when I want you to be my girlfriend..."

You were pretty shocked but because of how he was pouting, you thought it was absolutely adorable. You had never seen him act like a little kid like this before and you thought it was the cutest thing ever.

"Awww." You tease and when he looked at you, you lopped your arms around his neck and kissed him softly. And when he kissed back it was a Christmas wish come true.

Your Christmas kiss.

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Sorry this is so late! I know a lot of you guys wanted this and I hope you guys liked this!

But I'm sorry if this absolutely sucked, because I was really trying to make this great for you guys, but I don't know why I was having a lot of writers block tbh!

Also, if you're making me a cover, the deadline is TOMORROW! The cover can get to me anytime, but it has to get to me by tomorrow!

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