Sentiment {BBC Sherlock Fanfic}

Chapter 7.3: The Businessman (Case 1)

Sherlock's P.O.V

"What are you." I tensed as I heard. I did so obviously.

"Human." I replied to her in an emotionless tone. She couldn't and shouldn't know.

"I am not a fool who will believe you, bastard." I watched her narrowed her eyes, which showed that she won't believe me. I shut my eyes, thinking of ways to make her believe.

"It's no use for me to answer. You won't believe anyway." I replied with a smile which made her scoffed instantly.

...All of her movement was alike to Victoria's.

But... She's dead.

"Now, we should go."

Because he has already noticed I am here.

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Y/N's P.O.V.

"So what about now."I asked with a yawn, shifting my gaze from your phone to Holmes. He had been staring outside the window since you guys came back.

"Prepare yourself for a decent dress," He replied."You're going to have a ball tomorrow. Aren't women need a whole day to prepare?" I simply narrowed your eyes and let out a small scoff. "Those women who would spend a whole day to prepare is for their special one. And since I don't have, I won't need a whole day to prepare."

"...Prepare for their,"

I heard him mumbled as I watched him who was dazing out.

"special one..."

Victoria.

Yes, must be his Victoria.

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"So who is going to be your partner?" Chris asked, breaking the silence. He, of course, hoping that you would choose him to be your partner. "I will," Sherlock replied nonchalantly, annoying their shock expression."As your boss had already noticed my presence in your office."

"Y/N?" Chris asked, hoping you would refuse. But in fact, you were happy that Sherlock was your partner than Chris. "According to plan. It is the best choice as we will, soon find out Dr. Charles." You smiled, going back to your room to take a shower.

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You have slept for hours after showered. Then you went out to the dining room, found no one but a memo that wrote,'Mr Holmes had left and I went out to buy dinner for us, wait for me ;)'

You shrugged and threw the memo into the rubbish bin. Sometimes, you wondered if you accepted Chris, what will be changed? Maybe you will be in a marriage? But eventually, you knew you won't. You won't accept him because of one obvious reason.

You don't like him.

'Ding Dong' the doorbell rang and broke your thought. You walked over there lazily and opened the door but no one was there instead of a box on the floor. "Anyone here?" You asked loudly as this was all so weird but no one replied so you picked it and kicked your door shut. After went back to your room, you sat on the bed with the box on your lap and you took a few seconds to look at the box.

It was well delicate you would say. Red rose stuck on top of the black box as decoration and you could smell the cologne that been put on intentionally. Yep, a man sent to you but who? Chris? Nah, he can't think of such a thing. Decided not to care who gave you, you opened the box and found a gown.

It was a beaded grey satin ball gown which was sleeveless. It didn't look sharp but it was quite quaint as it looked old-fashioned but still beautiful and elegant. You put the gown next to you as you noticed a card in a box. It wrote,'Hope you like it.' though as creepy as it was, still, you love this gown and you were going to wear it tomorrow anyway.

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"I will be waiting on the car to pick you guys up."Chris shouted outside the toilet."Got it."You answered nonchalantly while checking yourself in front of the mirror. Not being arrogant, you did look good as it did fit you perfectly.

"Oh my, Y/N. You looked..." Chris was so stunned and couldn't think of a word to describe how gorgeous you look. You smirked and looked down to yourself and back to him."Well, I know." Chris chuckled as he reached out his hand for you."Well then, my lady." You giggled at his statement and took his hand."Let's get to the ball."

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"We've arrived," Chris told you as he started to undress his coat."Put my coat on till you start to dance with Mr. Holmes."He put his coat around your shoulder and gave you a smile."Go on, the ball is about to start."

You smiled back and stepped out of his car, making your way to Holmes who was not so far away. You eyed him up and down while walking towards him.

You got to admit that...

Well, he did look great in the tuxedo.

And you noticed that he was putting his full attention on you as you could feel like his gaze was burning hole on you. But he wasn't amazed as you could see shock through his face. You were thinking why but no more time for you to think as he was charging to you suddenly, which was your time to shock, and grabbed your arms and forced you to follow his steps. You almost fell down due to follow his quick pace.

"What the hell? Holmes?"You whined which was audible for you both to hear. You kept struggling and made it out for a second but soon, dragged into dance."Where did you steal this dress?" You lifted your head up and met his fierce gaze. You noticed once again that his eyes were red but you can't think as you started to become angry as well as you remembered his judging gaze.

"I didn't steal it!"

Instantly, all of the things turned upside down because he bent you down and he lifted you up slowly to dance with the background music."Such a bad liar." He purred next to your ear, sending shivers down your spine. Your burning gaze stared right into his red one, you two were extremely close as one of his hand grabbed your waist tightly and pulled you close to him. You could even smell his cologne. "What made you so concern about my dress?" You hissed through your teeth as he spun you out and held back you close so you two were faced to face again.

"It wasn't yours."

The song ended as he snapped back and let go of your hand and waist. Then you both heard clapping sound as you turned your head to where the sound came from."Didn't think you're such a good dancer, y/n." Magnussen, your boss complimented you."Ah, Mr. Holmes. What a pleasant surprise." He reached out his hand for Holmes to take, which he did and you saw Magnussen whispered something next to his ear.

"Let's hope you two make him, oh nope, make all the people here, survive." He smiled as he drank a bit of his champagne and walked away."Can we put down our argument first?" I said, averting my gaze back to Holmes.

"Cus the game is on now, bastard."

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