"Sherlock please eat something. You haven't eaten a single thing since tuesday!" You said. You cooked a fantastic dinner for Sherlock and yourself but he wasn't eating. Sherlock was staring at his knife and fork, not even blinking a single time. "Sherlock are you alright?" You asked, getting worried. "Nothing I'm fine." He replied, barely hearable. You got up from your chair and walk over to Sherlock. You grab his hand, force his fork in it and stab a potato and force it in his mouth. Sherlock glared at you but you couldn't care less. "Now you do it yourself or I will call your brother!" You threatened. You sat back down in your chair and watched as Sherlock attempted to hold his fork correctly. "Sherlock what on earth are you doing." You asked loudly. "I um I accidentally deleted how to use a fork." He said with a very red face, almost resembling a tomato. You burst out laughing and Sherlock looked like he was going to cry. When you finally managed to calm yourself down, you got up and spent the entire evening teaching Sherlock how to use a fork.
A/N: It's very short but I saw a headcanon on Tumblr. So I wrote a quick oneshot about it. I hope you liked it!
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Sherlock Imagines and Preferences
FanfictionHi, reader! In this book, you will find lots of imagines with the various characters from BBC Sherlock. Most imagines are Sherlock x Reader, but you will also find plenty other imagines with different characters from the show. There are also a few c...
