Collection of One-Shots

Sherlock X Reader: Smarticle Particles (One-Shot)

John walked up to the door that red 221 B, he took out his keys from his pocket and unlocked the door, You and John walked in, while you were both walking up the stairs you looked at John curiously.

"Afghanistan or Iran?" You asked looking at John curiously.

"Oh and how is the Therapy going? Oh right, idiot, forgot you went to a new one because you thought she wasn't doing any good, so now that Sherlock is back, you are currently looking for a new one, but not yet have found one, your soon to be wife Mary though helps you with your problems but doesn't seem to help either, he is quite a good therapist" You said handing John a card.

John just stared at you, "H-How?" John looked at you and just opened the door, "Sherlock we have a visitor" John said.

"Oh a visitor?" Ms. Hudson smiled and walked out of the kitchen and into the living room, "Would you like some tea?" She asked smiling at you.

"Oh no thank you, I am quite fine, though I would like a razor so I could shave that bloody mustache off Dr. Watson's face..." You smiled at Ms. Hudson.

"Oh Sherlock, stop looking through the telescope and say hello to our guest" Ms. Hudson said.

"I am working Ms. Hudson!" Sherlock said sternly.

"Oh uh... feel free to look around" John said.

You slowly walked around staring at every single object and piece of furniture in the room.

John heard you muttering to yourself.

Sherlock stood up and walked up to John, "Who is this stranger in my living room?!" Sherlock crossed his arms.

"Your brother sent her" John shrugged his shoulders and sat down in his chair.

"Greetings Mr. Holmes, how are you feeling today? You should perhaps take some medication for your wounds on your back" You turned looking at Sherlock.

Sherlock looked at you curiously but all that he got was a big fat question mark, "Who are you?" Sherlock asked.

"_____________" You replied.

"Why did my brother bring you here?" Sherlock asked.

"He said I would be of help, but I do not understand why he would need two genius's for it, though me and many others think I am far more smarter than you" You smirked.

Sherlock walked up to you sniffing you.

"I am not a murder Mr. Holmes, just a good friend of your brothers... now like I said before" You looked at Ms. Hudson, "Please get some medication, bowl of warm water, a cloth and some bandages please" You said.

"My back is fine..." Sherlock muttered.

"Fresh wounds should not rub against fresh cotton, it will inflame the wound, your wounds need to be treated immediately before they get infected" You said sternly.

"Ms. Hudson, bring John downstairs for some tea please" Sherlock said.

"Of course Sherlock, so glad to have you back" Ms. Hudson smiled and brought John downstairs for some tea.

Sherlock closed the door, when he turned around he saw you with a bowl of warm water, a cloth, a bottle of Advil and some bandages.

"I can treat my wounds myself" Sherlock said.

"You can't even reach your back Sherlock, I can tell because of your..." Sherlock suddenly put his finger to your lips.

Sherlock began to unbutton his shirt, Sherlock tossed his shirt onto his chair, he than sat on his couch, he turned around and took a deep calming breath, "Be as silent as possible, I am going to my Mind Palace" He said sternly.

You gently cleaned the slash wounds on Sherlock's back, after you cleaned them you bandaged them up, you made Sherlock some tea and got him some Advil, you sat the tray of tea and Advil along with some cookies on the table beside the couch.

Sherlock got up and looked at curiously, but still saw no revealing answers in you.

"How can you read me but I can't read you?" Sherlock asked.

"Because I have Smarticle Particles and I am far more smarter than you and I am a genius" You smirked.

Sherlock laughed at you, "Smarticle Particles? Where can I get some?" Sherlock asked.

"They're hidden somewhere in your Mind Palace, I found mine in my Mind Palace" You said.

Sherlock looked at you shocked but suddenly grabbed you pulling you toward him, "It frustrates me that I cannot read you!" He growled.

"Wow, it must suck not being as smart as me" You laughed.

"No, I am smarter than you, some people just can't be read, but I could be wrong, everyone can be read!" Sherlock looked deeply into your eyes.

Sherlock suddenly kissed you, he slowly pulled away looking at you curiously, "You were born in _____________, your mother never had a job, your father died in a terrible truck accident at work, your mother mourned his death but eventually committed suicide because she couldn't handle the pain" Sherlock smiled.

Sherlock kissed you again.

"You are a friend of my brothers, he sent you here because he thought I needed a friend, but not just a friend, more than a friend, a girlyfriend, a girlfriend, a lover, a soulmate!" Sherlock said.

You just stared at Sherlock in a bit of a daze.

Sherlock was about to kiss you again but stopped, "Why would I need a girlfriend?" He asked looking around curiously, "I don't need a girlfriend, though I very much wouldn't mind one..." Sherlock turned around and looked at you curiously, "How would you like to solve crimes together? Perhaps we can go out for some tea, or coffee, or Chinese good, I like Chinese food, rather tasty, I know a great place!" Sherlock grabbed his coat.

You grabbed his arm and pulled him toward you, "You are one hot genius, now why go out for tea when you have some here?" You kissed Sherlock.

"Perhaps we could stay here" Sherlock smiled and opened the door bringing you upstairs and into his bedroom, Sherlock continued to kiss you passionately, he closed the door behind him and slowly pulled you toward the bed.