Sherlock: Oneshots and Imagines [request open]

(Fluff) Oblivious: Mycroft x reader

Your heels clicked against wet planks of the shipping port. Taking gloves off of an officer you put them on and approach the detective inspector.

"Greg!" The DI jumped and looked nervous. Mainly because you were the chief inspector and very much his boss. "Oh, don't worry, I don't mind if you called him,"

"You're the only one who seems to be ok with it..." the man grumbles as you laugh. "Speak of the devil," you turn to see three figures approach, two of which being familiar faces.

"Lestrade, L/n,"

"William," you smirk as the detective grumbles at his given first name. "Shall I start you off?"

"No thank you,"

"I'm doing it anyways," you take a glance at the dead body and bend down to inspect the rain coat. "Died 14 hours ago, bleached hair and contacts, evidently a drug smuggling complication," you inspect his finger nails and finish your deductions. "The file is useless," you mumble as John gets handed a file.

"Yes, thank you, Miss L/n," Sherlock scowls as he goes to have his fun.

"Aw, I'm sorry did I take away all your fun?"

He grumbles as he fiddled in the mans pockets. "What are you doing here, Y/n?" John asks.

"I got bored in my office, love a good crime solving with my favourite boys!" Taking off your gloves you hand them to an officer passing by.

"Hyperthermia-"

You press a button on your phone which makes a game show buzzing noise. "Wrong," everyone turns to you. "Hyper asphyxiation, look at the arteries in his neck. Oh I should do this more often!" You press the button a few more times, evidently irritating the consulting detective and entertaining the blogger, inspector and mystery man.

"Are you done?" Sherlock snarls.

"Yes- oh wait they have a cow button!" You press the button which makes a loud moo come out the speakers making John burst into laughter. "Ok now I'm done,"

"Yes..." Sherlock went back to deducing making you turn to the mystery man who eyed you, very much impressed.

"Nice to meet you, Mr Holmes," you hold out your hand for the older Holmes to take.

"Mycroft, please, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss L/n,"

"Call me Y/n," you glance over his features, taking everything in. You had to admit he was very attractive. "So, what's a government official like you doing in a dump like this?" You tease with the horrible pick up line. Your smile widens when he laughs, it was quite cute.

"A woman had done me wrong, needed a fresh crime scene to distract me," he plays along making you chuckle.

"Well, would a mere chief inspector be good enough company for you?" A faint blush fills the mans cheek making you grin from ear to ear. "Give me a call, Mr Holmes," you hand over a slip of paper with your phone number. "Actually," you take it back. "I'll play hard to get, see how long it takes for you to find my number," You walk away after saying goodbye to the boys.

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With a book in one hand and a cup of warm tea in your other hand you look up to your phone which had buzzed. An unknown number had texted you.

Is that offer for company still up? - MH

Letting out a soft chuckle you unlock your phone and text back.

Maybe it is, depends on where we're going - Y/I

Would a reservation at Clos Maggiore suffice? - MH

You had me at Clos - Y/I

Wonderful! Tomorrow night at 7, a car will pick you up - MH x

Sounds great - Y/I x

Shutting off your phone you squeal and spin in your living room. Jumping around like a little girl.

~~~

The date with Mycroft went perfectly, he was a gentleman and amazing company. You two spent a lot of time together, whether it was on a case or just a casual get together. To say you fell for the so called Ice man was an understatement. Evidently it was vice versa because no more than three dates later he asked you to be his girlfriend, and in the most adorable manner.

"Seriously?" You look down at the slice of cake with a chocolate sign saying 'will you be my girlfriend?' on it.

"Was it too cheesy?" You giggle and lean over, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"I think it's perfect,"

Now at 221B you and Mycroft decided to pay a visit to Sherlock. Getting out the car you walk into the building. Once the door closed Mycroft quickly have you a kiss on the lips.

"What was that for?"

"Knowing my brother we won't be able to do that for a few hours," he moves a strand of hair away from your face and kisses you again. Wrapping your arms around his neck you suddenly hear an 'ehem'.

"J-John!" you turn to the blogger who had a grin on his face. "This is not what it looks like," you let go of Mycroft who nods in agreement and straightens out his hair.

"Surprisingly I'm not daft, I know you've been going out for a while," you stutter over words at Johns reply. "Don't worry, Sherlocks oblivious,"

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Sitting in the living room you continued to annoy the younger Holmes by inputting information during his crime solving. You and Mycroft flirted back and forth throughout the entire visit and were surprised Sherlock didn't pick up on anything. As Sherlock and John went to the kitchen you turned to Mycroft and kissed his cheek.

"What are you doing, my love?"

"Showing you affection," you give him another kiss on the cheek making him blush. "Why? Do you hate it?" You purr into his ear.

"No, of course not," he turns to you and kisses you sweetly on the lips.

"Uhm... what are you guys doing?" You look at Sherlock who looked confused, holding his cup of tea.

"An experiment, William," Sherlock narrows his eyes before shrugging.

"Alright then," he sits back down in front of the crime scene photos as John held back an amused sigh.

"We should be going," Mycroft helped you off the couch and held your coat out for you to put on.

"Don't visit too soon," Sherlock grumbled.

"Of course, William," you ruffle his locks before taking Mycrofts hand and walking out with him. John turned to his best friend with a dumbfounded look.

"You are oblivious," he mumbles in disbelief.

"Oblivious to what? Did I miss something?" He shuffles through the files thinking John had spotted something he missed.

"What? No, nevermind," the blogger sits back down in his chair and opens his laptop as Sherlock looked more confused at him.

"Alright..."

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My first Mycroft x reader and I really liked writing it! I'm sorry if it was OOC

- Anna ❤️