X Reader Imagines.

(1) Old friend. (Sherlock Holmes.)

Walking down Baker Street, you pulled your coat collar up so it was just over your neck to protect yourself from the wind that was battering the streets of London. You hear shouting and then gunshots. People ran far away from the street but not you. Too intrigued to head away from the sounds you followed them. Your father always told you that your curiosity would get you killed, but something was telling you to go toward the gunshots.  

Upon heading toward the gun shots you notice your not far from 221b where the famous Sherlock Holmes was. You opened the black door and was greeted by a small woman looking terrified. 
"Oh hello dear are you here for Mister Holmes." She said and smiled. 
"Erm yes sure let's go with that" 
She led you up two flights of stairs and around a corner. 
"Just in there." She said as she pointed to a brown door. 

The door swung open and who you presumed was Sherlock appeared. 
"Mrs Hudson do we have tea?"
"Yes dear do you need some."
"Oh no I just thought it was time that you had a cup." She scoffed and walked down the stairs. 

"Okay so I see you heard the gunfire and that's why you're here?" 
"Well erm yeah. I walk down here almost everyday-"
"Correction you do walk down here everyday."
"-Right anyway and when I do, I hear is gun fire and do tell me Mister Holmes-"
"Sherlock please. My name is Sherlock."
"-Right. My names (Y/N). Sherlock tell me why is it, that I hear them?"
"Well there is a simple explanation. I was bored."
"No no there's something else."
"No there's not really."
"Mister Holmes, you're lying to me."
"I-I-m not I assure you (Y/N). There is nothing."
"You stutter, you never stutter." 
"Okay I know I know but well um-" his face grew red. "-Well okay yeah there is one more reason." He moved forward in his seat. 
"I wanted to get your attention."
"Why's that?" You say matching his demeanor. 
"Your name is (Y/N) you work in a small shop in the south of London, you've had two relationships, one in which you were engaged. The longest relationship you've been in was 5 years."
"Well look who did their research on me." You laugh and Sherlock joins.
"Now to the reason I fire the gun everyday."

Just then the door swung open and a smaller gentleman walked in.
"Sherlock have you seen-" the man looks up and towards you "-Ahh Sherlock I'll come by later."
"No no John, what is it? I can see your worries flickering around your eye."
"No it's fine later"  John walks out. 

Sherlock moves even closer, the pair of you staring at each other trying to figure each other out.
"What do you really want?" Sherlock asked.
"You're the genius you tell me." Seconds later he kissed your cheek. You blush and Sherlock stands and heads towards the window. 
"Well that's something I've never done." He turns and is met by you right on his heels. You stand on your toes and he moves down and meets your lips once more. 

"Your more than just a case, aren't you?"
"I was never a case, Sherlock. You know that."
"How long has it been?"
"Too long old friend."
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First published- July 2017
Updated- March 2021