So Tomorrow, We're Off To Look At A Flat.

So tomorrow, we're off to look at a flat.

Me and the madman

Me and Sherlock Holmes...

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Sherlock x reader - days with you

Hi! Could I please request a Sherlock x reader, where she is really adventurous and always drags him on little trips like picking trains at random and seeing where it takes them. She’s also the kind of person people just talk too. He finds it incredibly endearing and adorable. So he happily drops whatever he is doing to follow after her to the shock of everyone. She’s kinda like his sunshine sorta? If that makes sense, sorry if thats way way to much. Love your writing btw!!! - Anon💜

You were scrolling through your laptop, bored as anything while you were listening to Sherlock mumble on about not having anything to do.

“Why not go out somewhere?” Mrs Hudson smiled.

You looked up at her and grinned as you put your laptop away and rushed to pull your jacket on.

You grabbed sherlocks and tossed it over to him with a huge smile on you face as you grabbed both his and your wallets, taking the keys from the side as you held your hand out to him.

“Come on!”

“Where?”

You gave a small shrug and wiggled your fingers at him.

Sherlock said nothing as he pulled his jacket on and walked over to you, letting you take his hand and drag him out of the flat as you shouted bye to your landlady.

You were practically bouncing with excitement as you walked.

“Are you going to tell me where we’re going?”

“Nope.”

Sherlock furrowed his brows a little bit as he glanced down at you before looking back at the street.

“You don’t know where we’re going do you?”

“Nope!”

Sherlock rolled his eyes, he wasn’t shocked you didn’t know. You would tell him about your random little adventures, and sometimes you would drag him along.

He hasn’t come on one of your random adventures in a while, so he wasn’t sure what to expect this time, last time you took him shopping.

“You know I could be doing other things.”

“But you’re not.” You beamed.

You let him go so you could get to the underground and he followed you to the train.

You jumped on a random one, and sat down while he sat next to you.

He scrolled through his phone while you kept track of what stops your were passing.

You finally found one that interested you and you urged Sherlock to follow you, as he did carried on looking through his phone.

You had a light grip on his hand as you simply just wondered the streets, and finally you found something that looked interesting to you.

Sherlock finally put his phone away and looked at what you were looking at.

“Book store?”

“Yup! Let’s see what they have!”

You took him inside and finally let go of his hand as you started to browse some of the sections.

While you did Sherlock was stood behind you the whole time, occasionally looking at a book that you showed interest in.

While he was looking at some books for you, he heard you talking to someone and looked up to see who it was.

He didn’t know them, and you didn’t seem to recognise them either but you looked pretty happy to just be talking so he left you be.

He went to buy a few books and held the bag in his hand as he walked back over to you still chatting away with someone.

“Hey Sherlock! This is Mark, he works at this shop part time, he studies criminology isn’t that cool?!”

Sherlock hummed a little bit.

“It isn’t the worst of choices to study.” He replied.

You rolled your eyes at him and bid goodbye to your new friend before letting Sherlock lead you from the bookstore.

“Are you hungry?” He asked.

“Uh… yeah. Can we get food now?”

“Pick a place.”

You picked a small cafe and Sherlock went to order your food before sitting back down, handing you a cup of tea.

“So what did you buy?” You asked him.

“Oh, right. Here.”

He handed you the bag to look through as his phone started to ring.

He excused himself and answered it, getting up to bring your food over before he sat down again and listened to whatever was being said on the other side.

“I’m busy Lestrade.”

You looked up in curious.

“Give John the case, I’ll look when I am home.”

Sherlock huffed a little before replying to the detective again.

“I don’t care, I’m out with (Y/N), you can wait.”

With that he hung up while grumbling and you smiled a little bit at him.

“Sherlock if you need to go we can head back.”

“No, it’s fine. That can wait.”

“Are you sure? It sounds like Lestrade could really use your help.”

“He can handle it himself, he’s a big boy. Now, where are we going next.”

You smiled at Sherlock and took a sip from your tea.

You gave a small shrug as you looked out of the window.

Sherlock kept his eyes glued on your smiling face, and he cracked a small smile as he watched you simply just watch the outside world go by.

You were always so happy, so content, and it made him feel at ease.

He had been waiting for a case for days, but he would never give up a day with you just for a case

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John H. Watson.

Arthur Conan Doyle never says what the H stands for.

Elementary!

John Holmes Watson.