Element ➳ Sherlock x Reader

Roadtrip?

When I awoke, the first thing I saw was Sherlock's face.

He was also on the bed, except he was awake, watching me sleep.

"Morning." Sherlock said.

"Morning." I yawned.

He extended his hand and slowly stroked my hair.

I shut my eyes and let him.

"So soft..." He said.

I extended my hand to touch his hair as well, after opening my eyes.

As I ran my fingers through his devilish curls, he smiled and started to stroke my neck.

"Having fun?" He asked with a smirk.

"Yea..." I said, continuing to play with his hair.

He leaned in and kissed me, and I did as well, making it deeper.

"I don't feel like getting up." Sherlock groaned into our kiss.

"And I don't want to go to work." I sighed.

He stared at my face for a second, before pulling me in for another kiss.

This time it was longer, and he had gotten on top of me, his hands pinning my shoulders down.

I gasped for air as he kept going,and he smirked into our kiss.

"Sherlock-" I managed to say quickly before he could place another kiss.

"Mm?" He asked not separating our lips.

"I need to go to work..." I gasped, when he pulled away from my lips.

"Can't you call sick?" He asked, with his voice vibrating my neck which he was kissing.

"N-No...I would get in trouble..." I said.

"Alright..." He sighed, getting off of me as I sat up.

I stretched and made my way to the bathroom to shower, yawning the entire walk there.

After freshening up I went over to get some breakfast, when instead there was experiment equipment on the table.

"Sherlock..." I groaned.

"Yes, my queen?" He asked, looking up from his microscope.

"Where's breakfast?" I frowned.

He smiled and stood up.

"Right here." He said, before kissing me on the lips passionately.

I pulled away, and was in a fit of giggles.

"No...I mean real breakfast." I said, giggling.

"No. You mean boring breakfast." He corrected.

"Yea, that." I said.

"Boring breakfast is...um..." He hesitantly hid something behind his back.

"Aw...did you cook me something? Don't be shy!" I said, adoring him.

"Promise me you won't laugh." He asked.

"I promise." I said, with a smile, bracing myself.

He showed me a burnt peanut butter sandwich with burnt potato wedges, sloppily assorted in one cereal bowl.

"Oh..." I said, holding in a laugh, by biting my bottom lip.

He stared at me intently, as if knowing I was gonna burst any second.

"I...I..." I was gonna say, but burst out laughing.

Okay, I'm so officially the cruelest person alive.