Johnlock - The Crime Of Love

"So, will you join me, Mr Holmes?"i asked with a little smile on my lips.
"I'm afraid not. And you won't be going there neither, my dear Watson."said Sherlock with an unreadable face expression and a typical cold look in his wonderful, mysteriously blue eyes.
"Oh really? Why so?"
"I am busy... With solving a crime. I need to explore the crime scene."he answered and took a step towards me. I could feel his breath warmly touching my skin. He was incredibly tall and now he was looking down at me with raised eyebrows. His lips were pressed to a fine line.
"Oh please, what crime? I definitely would have heard about it, wouldn't i?"i asked.
"Aren't you understanding?"
"Understanding what, Sherlock?"
"Oh you foolish man."he laughed with a deep voice.
A little smile spread across his face and i felt his hand touching mine.
"It's your body i'll be exploring tonight."
"What?"
"What? I'll be going now. Good bye then."Sherlock said. And the next second he was gone.