Sherlock ∆ Imagines

sherlock|shut up|

"John!" You yell down stairs. "JOHN!" You yells. "What do you want?!" John yells back. "I'm bored!" "Shoot a wall or something!" John rolls his eyes and takes a sip of his tea. "That's Sherlock's job!" (Y/N) lays back down on the bed. Sherlock's head pops in the door. "You called?" He says playfully. "That's new." you mutter. 

*time skip brought to you by the untempered schism*

John and (Y/N) stare at the body. "Why the hell are we-" "Shut up!" Sherlock yells. You throw your hands in the air. "Sorry!" You mutter. "Freaking Sher-sher.." "John remove (Y/N)." Sherlock says calmly. "Oh sorry is my IQ to low to be in your presence?" You ask sarcastically. Anderson snickers. "Anderson that wasn't for your amusement." You glare at you. "Freak..." Anderson mutters. Sherlock wipes around. "I thought I was the 'freak'." He states staring into Anderson's soul. Sherlock glances over at you. "(Y/N) is brilliant." He mutters. "All of get out and, Shut up."

(Shortttttt sorry)