Your pov.
You are a criminal. One of the best in the world. You never got caught or seen.
You was in a mission. You were to rob a bank. You done every thing right but someone did see you and they phoned the police. Shocking right?
I grabbed what I could and ran. I turned a few corners and lost sight of that police. I ran into what looked like an abandoned alleyway.
I quickly got out of my disguise.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"
"Fuck off Moriarty."
"Oh Y/N still with the attitude?"
"Obviously. Now excuse me. I have to go."
"Go where?"
"Away from you."
"Ouch. That hurt."
"Aww. Poor little baby do to want a dummy?"
"No. I want to take you to dinner, I've had my eye on you for along time."
"Okay! I'd love to go to dinner with you!"
"I'll pick you up at six. I would ask for your address but I already know where you live."
"Your a unique man Jim. I can't wait to find out what's in your brain. I'd love to get to know you more Jim darling."
"Same to you love. It's a good thing we are going to dinner."
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Sherlock Preferences & Imagines
FanfictionPreferences and imagines of the BBC Sherlock Holmes characters. REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!!!! Request as much as you like!! Please request anything, you would like me to write and I'll gladly write it for you, though there are some exceptions I won't writ...
