Haunted Holmes ➳ Sherlock x Reader

Mycroft

All my memories came back. I did have one true friend back then.

I smiled as I ran up and hugged him.

"I missed you so much." I said.

"I did too, but I won't be here for too long. I'll have to go back to uni soon." He said with a smile as he stroked my hair.

"Aw...how long?" I asked, pulling away.

"About a month." He said, sighing.

"That's plenty of time to have fun!" I said, trying to cheer him up.

"You're still cheerful as always." He said, smiling.

I smiled and stared at him for a bit before I got my train of thought back.

"Oh, yea...me and Sherlock heard a thump and were looking to find and intruder. Was that you?" I asked.

"Oh, yes. I thought I'd make a surprise entrance...but that didn't go that well." He said, causing me to chuckle.

"How on earth did you get inside?" I asked after chuckling.

"I have my ways." He said, smirking.

"You always do, don't you?" I said, smiling.

He stared at me for a long time.

"We should go let Sherlock know that it wasn't an intruder that made that noise." I said, breaking the silence.

"That sounds good." He said, as I walked out and he followed behind me.

"Sherlock?" I called, walking downstairs.

"Yes?" He asked, walking up to me.

"There you are. Turns out there was no intruder. It was just your brother." I said.

"Oh, dear lord...what are you doing here?" Sherlock groaned at him.

"Mummy begged, and I couldn't resist the fact that dear Y/N was here as well." He smirked.

"You know Y/N?" Sherlock asked.

"Even though I was a few grades higher up, we always used to play together during recess in our days at Fream's elementary; the school you were expelled from." He said.

"Why did Sherlock get expelled?" I asked, slightly amused.

"No reason." He said quickly, his face turning red.

"Sherlock vandalized the entire classroom with doodles of the human body." Mycroft sighed.

I giggled and looked at Sherlock.

"He was only six, all the teachers were scared of him." Mycroft chuckled.

"I was bored." Sherlock said crossing his arms.

"Aww..." I said ruffling his hair.

As I ruffled his hair Sherlock took hold of my wrists and leant into my face, staring into my eyes.

"No." He said to me in a demanding and strict tone.

I smiled and leant in a bit closer, placing a quick kiss on his lips, causing his lips to creak upwards into a playful smile as we stared at each other.

"What the..." Mycroft commented.

"Oh, sorry brother mine...I forgot to tell you. Y/N is my spouse." Sherlock said.

"Girlfriend." I quickly corrected him.

"What's the difference?" Sherlock asked looking at me.

"Well, for starters we aren't married." I said smiling.

"So?" He asked.

"Sherlock...I am not you're wife!" I said giggling.

"Quit acting like you have a choice." He said with a smile.

Mycroft watched us in surprise.

"Well..." Mycroft said, at a loss for words.

"Please, don't think of me any differently." I said.

"Of course I won't, dear." He said with an assuring smile.

I smiled back with a nod.

"Need some help unpacking?" I asked.

"Yes, that would be much appreciated." He said.

"Follow me. We have a lot of rooms so I'll show you the one you will be in." I said, walking.

"Yes ma'am." He said following behind me with his suitcase.

"I'll come with." Sherlock said quickly.

I wonder what was up with those two.

They seemed anxious.

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