A Look Through Time // Sheriarty Short AU

tell me your story

"Tell me about yourself. I want to know more about you!" I ask James, a soft grin upon my pale face.

James and I are currently in a small café downtown from Baker Street, enjoying ourselves with mugs of steaming tea, and a cheeky slice of millionaires shortbread. Molly and I never really go to cafés all that often, seeing as we mainly spend our time reading or indulging in some other introverted activity.

"Well what exactly do you want to know about me?" He asks with a cheeky smirk playing on his lips. I smile at his playfulness.

"I don't know, tell me something deep or a secret." James cheekiness fades in an instant as he looks down towards his lap. The mood definitely changed. "Hey...you don't have to, I'm just...I've not done this for a while. Sorry." I try to make up for making James' mood fall, but by my surprise, James lifts his head and his playful smile had returned.

"Don't apologise! You've done nothing wrong. I suppose you deserve to know my deep and dark secret." James leans forward to make the sentence seem even more intense, but I just laugh breathlessly and repeat his movements, leaning forward so our faces are inches apart.

"I had a boyfriend 2 years ago called Sebastian. I was driving a car, not concentrating, and I drove off of a bridge into a lake. I killed him." I lean backwards into my armchair in the café, taken aback by the sudden story that was told. I didn't expect James to tell me something like that.

"I'm so sorry. I..I"

"You need to stop apologising, it wasn't your fault. It was mine." James proceeds to lean back in his chair as well, taking a sip of his tea. "Perhaps this wasn't the right time to tell you haha, being our first date and all."

"No I'm glad you told me. It makes you seem more...real." James smiles at my comment, small wrinkles appearing in the corners of his eyes.

"Come on, I want you to come round to my flat." James jumps up off of his burgundy armchair and grabs my hand, lifting me up off of my own armchair. I smile at his sudden rise in enthusiasm, as he leads us out of the café and towards his flat.

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It didn't take long by cab to get to James' flat, which happens to be around the block from his bookshop. He paid the taxi driver, after haggling with me as I should've paid at least half, but he was too sweet and paid it all himself.

"I should've paid some of that." I say, as we walk towards the door to James' flat, the cab driving away to find another customer.

"No you shouldn't have, you deserve to be spoilt haha." He laughs softly, fumbling for his keys in the pocket of his green trousers.

"You're too sweet to me." I say in almost a whisper. James looks up into my eyes softly, my change in tone catching him off guard. After a few seconds of quiet staring, James gets back to fumbling with his keys, and unlocking the door. He swings open the brown frame and invites me inside.

I am met with a rustic smell which fills my nostrils. A smell of old books and coffee lingers of the air. It's quite pleasant and exactly what I'd imagine his flat to smell like. He closes the door behind us, and kicks off his fabulous shoes. I proceed to do the same.

"Your flat looks amazing." The sight of old wooden bookcases, filled to the brim with classic books and ornaments catches my eye and makes me smile. Always the bookworm. His flat is covered in dark browns, reds and golds, making his flat look exceptional. I sit down upon his dark brown, leather sofa which is situated next to a cream coloured wall in the living room. Jim sits down beside me.

"Thank you. I put a lot of effort into it actually." James says, lifting his legs upon the sofa and lying on top of my lap. The action takes me a bit by surprise but it's a nice surprise. I find myself absent-mindedly stroking his dark brown hair, his hair soft and silky within my fingertips. He hums in content as I continue the action.

"That feels really nice." He hums and I bite my bottom lip at how husky his voice sounded.

"I've had a lot of practice. I'm quite an expert to say the least." He chuckles in response, which only makes me grin wider.

We continue in silence for a while, the quiet hums of content emanating from James' mouth being the only source of sound in the room.

It's very relaxing.

A sudden jolt his sent through me as James proceeds to sit back up. I remove my hand from his hair. He sits up and his beautiful brown eyes stare into my own. The atmosphere begins to become dense, as my heart beat increases rapidly and my breathing becomes more rapid. The room is silent, but I feel as if James can hear the pace of my heart.

"Can I..." He whispers, his brown eyes moving down towards my lips. I nod my head softly in consent. I've been waiting for this moment all day. He proceeds to lean forward, placing his hand on top of my thigh for support. He closes his eyes. I close mine. The air becomes thinner as I feel the warmth of his breath blow onto my face. He places his lips on top of mine. I kiss him back. But it's over as quickly as it started.

He leans back and I reopen my eyes. I wish that it lasted longer, but who am I to complain? The gesture was so sweet and adorable that it made my heart melt away. It's quite nerve-wracking really.

He's taking my heart.

James has his eyebrows raised in questioning, possibly to ask whether or not it was good or not. Awww sweet. I smile softly in return, and this time I lean in quicker and I take his lips onto mine. We move our mouths in sync with each other, almost seeming like we're a perfect fit for each other. I grab the back of his neck for support, and he proceeds to grab my waist. I move my hand up and scrunch my hand in his black locks, and he hums in content. We break the kiss, panting slightly and slouching into the seat. We look into each others eyes.

We smile.

Hey guys. Yes I've been gone for forever I know there's no excuse for it except major writers block and depression lmao.

Hope you enjoyed the Update!

-darcie