Sherlock Imagines [ON HOLD]

14. When you fight (John)

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Once you were finished with getting dressed, you gave yourself a once-over in the mirror and found yourself pleased with your choice of outfit. Singing happily, you exited the bedroom and headed towards the living room as you quickly put your last (f/c) earring in place.

Arriving at the living room, you stood in front of John.

"So, what do you think?" You asked with a grin, twirling around to give him a good look.

"Hmm, you look good." John replied absently as he typed away on his blog.

Drawing your eyebrows together, you frowned at him. "John, c'mon, you promised no blog for the day."

"Just wait one minute." John pleaded as he held one finger up. "I'm almost finished."

You sighed deeply and rolled your (e/c) eyes. "One minute or else i'm out."

John gave you a nod, not once meeting your gaze, and went back to his laptop. You went to the couch, took a seat in the middle and turned the telly on.

After watching some stupid detective show, you realized that ten minutes had passed and he still wasn't finished.

"John, you said one minute, it has already been ten." You walked towards him and closed his laptop for him.

"Okay, okay, i'll get up now." He grumbled as he leaned back in his chair and stretched out.

John stood up from his chair and then looked at the clock. "C'mon, let's go, we still have thirty minutes."

Walking towards the front door, you put on your long coat with the help of John. He was about to put on his own coat but stopped when he noticed that his phone was ringing.

John fished his phone out of his back pocket, answering the call. "Hello, nurse Lisa, is something the matter?"

You looked at him with raised eyebrows and crossed your arms, mouthing seriously at John.

The doctor smiled unsurely and mouthed sorry back.

"Oh, yes, the file from miss Pond. I have it with me at home. Just wait a moment, i need to go and get it." He passed you without a glance, walked up the stairs and entered his room.

You glared at his back, breathing harshly out of  your nose. You could not believe the nerve he had.

Today was suppose to be a day just for the two of you.

He promised. He promised that he wouldn't work on his blog today, which he did. He also promised not to do anything work related, which he was doing right now. The only promise he still had to break, was not making contact with Sherlock in any way possible.

You sighed tiredly, your fingers massaging your temples. Sometimes it felt you didn't even exist to him with the lack of attention he gave you.

Fifteen minutes later, John finally descended the stairs with a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry, she wanted to have some information for a patient."

"And she couldn't wait to call you tomorrow instead of your free day?" You asked with your hands on your hips.

"Well, she could but she just wanted to know it as soon as possible." John replied back as he shrugged his coat on.

Turning around, John kissed your cheek and held your hand. "I'm sorry for making you wait. Let's go."

John grabbed his wallet from the table but then his phone went off. Again. Of course, his phone went off again because really, why not? Why couldn't it just ruin your day while it's at it?

John grabbed his phone out of his pocket and before he even opened his mouth, you already knew who it was. "It's Sherlock."

You rolled your eyes. "Of course, it's Sherlock."

"He says that he really needs my help and that i need to go to him as soon as possible." John stated as he read the text out loud.

"Well, too bad for him because you're taking me out to dinner, right?" You huffed loudly.

He didn't reply.

"Right, John?" You stressed out as you looked at John, who was staring at you with apologetic eyes. "Bloody hell, John, you can't be serious, right know."

"I'm sorry, (y/n), but Sherlock says that it's an emergency." John tried to reason but it was too late to get you to calm down.

You were absolutely pissed off.

Shaking your head in disbelief, you grabbed your purse off the table. "That's it. I'm gone."

"(y/n), c'mon, don't be like this." John pleaded as he took a hold of your arm to stop you.

"Don't you (y/n) me, John." You glared at him with furious eyes, making him back away.

You clenched your fists. "I tried to be patient with you but i can't do that anymore. You promised me that you would spent the whole day with me, but now you want to go, so that you could play adventure with Sherlock!"

"After i'm done with Sherlock, i'll spent the rest of the day with you. I promise." John said as he peered at your face with his widen eyes.

You ripped your arm out of his hold. "You really think that i will believe that! John, you promised me no work, no blog and especially no Sherlock for one day, but you just managed to break them all in thirty minutes."

"(y/n), please...." He reached out.

You took a step back from John. "I see that you would rather give your attention to your work, blog or Sherlock, instead of your lover. So, i'm leaving because clearly my presence isn't appreciated here."

You turned away from John, ignoring the way he looked at you like this would be the last time he saw you, and stormed out of his flat.

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As always, i hoped you liked the story and until next time.

- WavyBrown2