He scrutinized her carefully, checking for any injuries. Luckily, (Y/n) was fine, she had only minor abrasions on her wrists, from the rope. Sherlock sighed with relief.
"You better not pull off something like that again" - he said seriously, earning a curious glance from John. Since when he cared about other people? Unless...
"You're blushing, brother dear."
Now, she was blushing too. It didn't help that Sherlock was holding her hand. They didn't know each other for a long time, but something had sparked between them. For her it was the moment, when he whispered something in her ear. He said: 'Don't worry. You're safe with me.' And indeed, she felt safe with him.
"So" - Sherlock looked at her - "would you like to go out with me tomorrow? Today we could just rest on the couch, and get to know each other better. You're too tired to walk around the city" - he smiled.
"Of course" - (Y/n) smiled back.
Eventually, they spent the evening in Sherlock's room, him playing a violin and her relaxing to his music. She was finally happy.
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Help me run away - Brother!Lestrade x reader x various
FanfictionShe was in danger. She decided to run for help to the only person she trusted - her brother. But maybe she will find someone else who could make her feel safe?
