Sherlock x Reader: The Anger Issue
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Request from @wanderingwhedonite: Hello! I hope you are doing well! If you would mind, I’d like to request a Sherlock x Reader? If you are okay with this, could it involve Sherlock being confused about his feelings for her and him taking out his confusion in a moment of anger on the reader, but then he goes over to her place and he apologizes and confesses but she doesn’t believe him, so he kisses her to prove it? I know it’s long, but you don’t have to follow it word for word. Thank you so much! I really appreciate it.
A/N: I hope you like it! x
“Why can’t you just get out of my head?” Sherlock yelled.
“Um, I’m flattered?” John replied.
Sherlock rolled his eyes. “Not you John!” He informed the other man in the room. “You’re way too boring.”
“Oh I know! You’re talking about Y/N again.”
“Sherlock, have you ever considered that you may be in love?” Mary asked. Both Mary and John were at 221B discussing their wedding. Sherlock was bored but his mind was taken over by a very special someone. That someone was you.
“Sherlock can’t love!” John exclaimed.
“John is right,” Sherlock replied. “I cannot. It is an emotion that I am not capable of having.”
“Yeah sure,” Mary said but she knew he liked Y/N.
“I’m home!” You called but Sherlock was in his mind palace.
“Y/N!” He exclaimed snapping out of his mind palace. “Get out! Your presence means that I cannot concentrate.” Sherlock cannot focus when many people are around however you make it worse. He didn’t hate you. He… He didn’t know what to think of you. Originally, he viewed you as a good friend and admired you. However, recently he had felt something more. He could not describe it however the truth was that he was too ignorant to acknowledge what he felt. Yes, Sherlock Holmes felt love.
“Sherlock,” You replied. “I have just come home!”
“I don’t care. Get out.” Thoughts of you flooded his mind. Thoughts of you and him together. Why did he feel this?
“Sherlock I refuse t-”
“I said get out!” He yelled and stood up. You gasped in fear and looked at him. Normally, you ignore Sherlock’s temper tantrums as they happen a lot but this felt too personal. You were scared. Tears were forming in you eyes. His facial expression changed as he saw what he had done. His anger was now at himself.
“Please, leave me alone.” You ran into your bedroom and locked the door behind you. You cried.
Later that evening, there was a knock at your door. You did not leave your room as you were scared to face the man.
“Sherlock, please leave me alone,” You said.
“Y/N, I don’t know what came over me,” He said. He sighed, “I think I love you.”
“Sherlock please don’t lie. I know I should have left the room.”
Sherlock picked the lock to your room and sat down next to you. Then he did something completely unexpected: he kissed you. You were very surprised but somehow the kiss felt right.
“Y/N, I cannot explain why I feel this way. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be. You don’t have to explain right now.” He nodded and kissed you again.