"Where are you?" Jim hissed over the phone; you had gone 'missing' after a certain consulting detective told Jim that you were making him weak.
"I'm leaving," you said softly. "Jim, after what Sherlock said about me making you weak... I can't..."
"Pet," you could picture the eye roll that accompanied such a word. "What they say shouldn't matter, what I feel should."
"Jim-"
"Come home, (Y/N), now."
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Multi Fandom Reader Inserts #3
FanfictionThird instalment of my multi Fandom reader insert one shots/fics/imagines!
