Brothers: Sherlock x Reader

A shaky apology left your lips as you left the kitchen to search for Sherlock. You had a feeling he would be in the study and it turned out to be true. He sat with his back facing the door, his bent as he poured over some book.

“I thought about it.” Your words sounded louder than you had expected.

His head spun towards you yet he made to no attempt to move towards you but he looked at you expectantly. You faltered not quite sure what to do now. Mycroft was dealing with your open rejection yet Sherlock hardly seemed please to see you. So instead of doing anything you stood there looking like a lemon waiting for something, anything, to happen. A small thud alerted you to the fact that Sherlock had put the book down and that he was now standing in front of you. His ability to move so silently at times still freaked you out on occasion despite the fact that he often creeped around the flat.

“I'm going to buy you a bell.”

A small chuckle slipped past his lips and a smile appeared on yours. For the first time since you had moved in with him Sherlock enveloped you in a hug, pulling you tightly against his tall, slim frame. Completely unprepared for his action you gracelessly fell into him before reciprocating the hug. The familiar ding of his phone cased him to pull away and his eyes canned the screen.

“Lestrade needs me for a case. Coming?”