Sherlock #1

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Make Me

(A/N: Thanks for reading this! I really hope that you enjoy it. HERE WE GO! [If you read that in Danisnotonfire's voice, I love you.])

  "Sherlock!" I smirked. "What?" he called back. "Why didn't you show us this photo album?" John had a mischievous glint in his eye. Sherlock ran from the kitchen into the living room, exasperated, to find us with a huge and old photo album propped up on my knees. "Aww! Look at this John! It's baby Sherlock!" I giggled. John looked, and started giggling, too. "Look at this grumpy face." I started laughing at toddler Sherlock's grumpy face. "Give. That. Back. Now." Sherlock looked flustered. "Make me." I stuck out my tongue. Sherlock sighed. I looked down at the album again. I started to look at a picture of a what looked like ten year old Sherlock, when I felt long fingers wrap around my face. "Sherlock! What are you doing? I flailed around. Just then I felt someone snatch the photo album from my lap. "No!" I shouted, but the John chuckled. "I'm on your side, (y/n)! I've got it!" I smiled. "Sherly! You can let go of my face now!" Then I felt his breath on my ear, and he said in a husky voice," Make me." I could feel the blood run up to my cheeks. "I'll leave you to it, then." I could hear John say, clearly embarrassed. I brought my hands to my face, but then the hands left my face, and pinned down my arms. He was on his knees, his face close to mine. "Sh- Sherlock?" I gulped. He smirked, and leaned in. I looked at his face fully. His crazy curly hair. His blue eyes, the right one with the little splotch above the pupil. His smooth skin. He was still leaning in, so I thought What the hell! and leaned in, too. Our lips meshed. His hands went to waist, so with my hands free, my fingers went to his curly hair. I broke away, panting. Sherlock rested his forehead on mine. "Do you want to... you know..." Sherlock blushed. "What?" I asked innocently. "Be my..." "Your what?" I smiled. "My... girlfriend?" I smirked and pecked him on the tip of his nose. "Make me."

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