Sherlock x reader: Oneshots

Sherlock x Reader: Pointless Tears

Big shoutout to White Moon on twitter for this fanart! I wanted to make the most of my time at home, so I figured I'd get to work on completing some one shots. I hope you all like a little jealous Sherlock with your cup of tea! So sit back, and enjoy the show. ;)

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You watched in horror as L fell down to the floor, covering your eyes from the dreadful sight. You heard Light giggle evilly and you looked at the telly, horrified by the sight. "No..." You said as you saw your fictional love die right in front of your eyes. Just at that moment, Sherlock came into the flat and saw you staring at the telly with tears falling down your face. 

"Gloria, you are aware that this is a cartoon, right?" You looked at him as if he were Kira himself, and you threw a pillow at him. "It's NOT a cartoon! It's an anime!" He quickly dodged the pillow and it hit the wall. "Come now, Gloria. Why are you crying over this show? What's so... special about this?" You didn't even look at him at that moment. It cut to L's grave, and you felt fresh tears coming down.

"L... my baby... my love..." You said, and Sherlock froze. "What?" He said, angrily. "L is dead... my lovely L is dead!" You yelled as you covered your hands and cried loudly. You were making such a racket that Mrs. Hudson came over to see what the commotion was about. "Is she alright?" She said, and Sherlock merely rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, she's fine. Now go back to whatever you were doing." He said with slight venom. She slowly left, fearful you had been hurt. Sherlock went over to the couch, where you were lying and throwing a tantrum. He simply grabbed you from a laying position, into his chest and he laid back. He grabbed the remote from the floor and turned off the tv. 

"Come on now, Gloria. You know these are pointless tears. You've never even MET this man, and yet you're crying over him." "I don't care. I wish I did." "Why are you making this such a big deal?" "B-because... because he reminds me of you." Sherlock tensed up. "He is a detective too. He's the worlds greatest detective in the show, and he let himself die in order to bring the killer to justice. He didn't show his emotions much, and he was obsessed with sweets, similar to how you are so enamored with your drugs and cases. I... didn't want him to die because it would be like losing you all over again." Sherlock felt a gentle smile grow on his lips.

"Dear, dear, Gloria. You won't lose me again. He may be LIKE me, but why settle for that, when you have the real me right here with you?" It was at that moment, it clicked. You sat up, sitting on his lap. "Sherlock... are you jealous  of L?" "What? No! No no! That's idiotic. What possibly makes you think that?" Before you got a word out, he said all you needed to hear. "Was it that fact I seemed so 'angry' when you called him your 'love?' Or was it the fact I'm cuddling with you? What possible makes you think I'm jealous?" He said with an airy laugh.

 You stared at him and laughed. "You know, for being so good at deduction, you are TERRIBLE at lying to your sweet and helpless girlfriend." He rolled his eyes and pulled you down, crashing his lips into yours. You let out a small squeak, before slowly melting into the kiss. You both laid there for a good few minutes, kisses on the lips and neck were flying. When suddenly, a voice cut you both off. "Well, I never thought I'd see the day." Mrs. Hudson's voice said. Sherlock slowly pulled away and said a serious tone, "Mrs. Hudson... get out." She giggled and left. "Now, where were we?" He said with a purr.

The End~!