The Deducing Sweetheart [SHERLOCK BBC]

Part 3

"Keep on doing what you love"

"Like cakes?"

"Like cakes.."

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"Is there something on my face?" John asked as he closed the door, confused as why the pizza man looked at him weirdly, only to have Lilian shrugging as the answer.

He placed the pizza on the coffee table, next to Lilian who was busy connecting her laptop with the television. She turned her gaze to him and politely asked him to get the blankets.

"Sherlock!" She called, "Get your arse over here!"

"This is absolutely a really unhealthy choice of food. Do you always eat these?" He complained "And romance? Really?"

"Sherlock, don't be such a diva.." she rolled her eyes, taking the blanket John handed "No, I believe that all of this is completely wasting of time"

"So spending time with me is completely wasting of time?"

Her trembling voice caught him off guard. Sherlock quickly turned his head towards her. Wrong move, she thought. Regret slowly grew inside of him looking at her expression.

"Oh, come on, Sherlock! You're going to make her cry!" John says, referring to her teary eyes, causing Sherlock to take a sharp breath.

"Fine! I'll watch that stupid movie!" he groaned after what seems to be a year, stomping his feet and landed his butt next to her. Lilian's sad face quickly turned bright and the teary eyes were gone completely "I should have known you were acting" he huffed while crossing his hands.

"What's wrong with spending time with your niece, Sherlock?"

Lilian couldn't help but notice the soft tone John was using towards him. And her eyes couldn't leave his hands that were now pulling the blanket over Sherlock too. She smiled knowingly and quickly clicked the play button.

As the movie nearly got to the ending, John excused himself and changed into a pair of comfortable pajamas. Just as he walked past the mirror and saw his reflection, he can't help but cuss under his breath.

"SHER-"

He stopped as Sherlock put his index finger on his lips and his eyes pointed to the sleeping figure next to him. Not wanting to wake Lilian up as she was calmly asleep, John pointed to the blue mark on his face and knitted his eyebrows angrily.

With only the dim light from the laptop, he could see that Sherlock had mouthed for him to wait. He slowly got up with Lilian in his arms and walked into his bedroom.

The mattress slightly sunk in as he placed her onto the bed. He didn't bother to pull the blanket over her because he knew that Lilian hates sleeping with blanket. Meanwhile, John, he could only stand at the door frame crossing his arms while watching Sherlock gently kissed his niece's forehead before walking to him.

"Follow me"

The light quickly entered their eyes as Sherlock switched on the bathroom lights. "Sit" he commanded and John took a seat on the toilet bowl.

He raised his eyebrow at Sherlock and looked at the napkin dipped in Listerine in his hand. "The tissue that Lilian offered you reacted to the chemicals in the slime, thus, turning it blue. It would be useless to wash it with water, so this is the only way to wash it. Now, look at me"

Sherlock slightly bent down. His left hand grabbed John's chin while his right hand was busy cleaning the blue mark on his face. John's heart beats faster as Sherlock brought his face closer, close enough to kiss.