John was out with another one of his girlfriends. Sherlock and I were trying to figure out how long it would last and why she would break it off. It had become a sort of game between the two of us. "Hmm lets see from the state of her jewelry she's obviously not looking for a long term relationship" Sherlock starts. "I'll guess about 2 months"
I nod "That sounds about right"
He chuckles awkwardly in response. Then there's an awkward silence. I know something's up with Sherlock but i can't tell what. Usually Sherlock keeps everything to himself, but if it was really important he would tell me. Right?
Finally I'd had enough.
"Sherlock what's wrong? Tell me already"
He looks surprised and then answers, maybe a bit to quickly "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm fine y/n"
I cock my head to the side slightly. "You're not fine Sherlock. I'm your best friend, I'm not Sherlock Holmes but I can tell when something's bothering you." I fold my arms leaning back into Johns chair. " I'm not stupid"
He sighs. "Y/n..."
Sherlocks pov
What is wrong with me. She's found out. What's happening? My heart rate is elevated, my cheeks flushed. She looks at me a worry spreading across her face. "I..uh" I stutter. If I could pause this moment I would I could spend the rest of my life staring into her e/c eyes. "Sherl?" her worried voice snaps me out of it. I want to kiss her. Since when do I kiss people? What is wrong with me?
"Y/n" I start. I really Like you I want to be with you forever and hold you close to me and never let go. The words get lost from my brain to my tongue. I lean in and kiss her. A bad kiss probably what if she hates me? What am I doing?
It's over to soon, but I look at her and she smiles her wonderful smile. The one that could easily blind a man. My heart hurts. How is even that logical?
"Sherlock?" She laughs. "Is that what you need to get off your chest?" She laughs and her eyes sparkle. Then you can come to me anytime"
I smile and all I can say is "I like you y/n"
Your pov
He kissed me. I've been dreaming about this since we met
"I like you y/n"
You kiss him again. It's amazing.
You must have missed the door opening and so has Sherlock because John is now standing in the doorway. Confusion is written across his face. "Explanation?" Is all he says. You look and Sherlock with his icy blue eyes and pale skin. You weren't going to let John ruin this. You were going to hold on to him. Your hand finds his and you both stand up. "An explanation" you say. "Is coming your way John Watson"
