• Me before Sherlock:Who is this Bumblebee Cabbagepatch?
  • Me:*Watches all 3 seasons on Netflix* *buys merch* *constantly quotes Sherlock* *Reads the entire collection of the Adventures of Sherlock Holmes* *Sees all movies/shows with all involved Sherlock cast members*
  • Someone:Who is this Benedict Cumberpatch?
  • Me:It's Benedict CumberBATCH! Batch, as in, a batch of freshly baked Christmas murder cookies, you peasant!
The Girl Next Door; Sherlock X Reader

Requested by Anon: teen!Sherlock started to have weird feelings about the girl next door, the way she moved seduced him, but her mind drugged him. She was his first kiss, maybe something else? The years come by and Y/N returns to Sherlock’s life, who could say that a knock on the door could change everything? He reads her like a book, but she never became boring. The difficult part was having her as a roommate, because she became the most interesting case he found//maybe you can do that a one shot with lots of fluff

Very proud of this one-shot thanks for the request!

Sherlock was playing his violin drifting off to thoughts about the case he was on when a knock at the door pulled him out of his thoughts. “John!” he yelled throughout the flat. Sherlock sighed and mumbled all the way to the front door. “Hello,” he greeted not even bothering to look at this sudden guest.

“Sherlock?” she asked. He knew that voice. That voice haunted his dreams and brought on memories of the past.

Sherlock walked out of the door in his uniform drudgingly headed towards the bus for school that morning. As he climbed on the bus he noticed another girl climb on with him. Who was that girl? Sherlock couldn’t stop staring at her from his bus seat. The way she moved was entrancing and her eyes told a million stories with one glance. He had to talk to her.

“Hello, I’m Sherlock… Who are you?” he called across the aisle.

“Oh hi. My name’s Y/N.”

“That’s lovely name,” Sherlock complimented.

“Wow you’re such a charmer.”

“I like to think so.”

“… Do you want to sit over here?” you invited.

“Gladly,” Sherlock complied.

“Y/N?” Sherlock asked, pulled back to the present. “What are you doing here?”

“I… I was in town… thought I’d stop by,” you said trying to convince Sherlock of the truth.

Sherlock quickly deduced you. “You don’t have anywhere else to go do you?”

“I see you’re still reading people.”

“Actually I call it deducing now.”

“You really should get rid of him Y/N. He’s a waste of your time and he’s been making out with that girl from your Chemistry class during lunch,” Sherlock told you as you sat on his roof looking up at the night sky.

“And how would you know that?”

“I read it on him.”

“… You’re a genius do you know that?” you articulated to him.

“I know.”

“I wish I could be as smart as you.”

Sherlock sat up and stared at you. “You’re perfectly intriguing to me. You’ve got a brilliant mind.”

You sat down next to him. “Sherlock…”


“I never liked Roger. I really just dated him to get another guy to notice me.”

“That’s a stupid reason,” Sherlock said.

“Sherlock shut up,” you told him as you leaned in to embrace his lips with yours. He grasped your face in his hands and deepened the kiss.

“You could always stay here,” Sherlock suggested.

“Oh no I couldn’t. I really just-“

“No Y/N. Really,” Sherlock stated.

“Sherlock… I have to go,” you said as you packed your last bag into your car.

“I know… When are you coming back again?”

“I’m not too sure. We’ll see what my classes are like I guess.”

“Yeah I get it,” Sherlock said trying to be agreeable.

“Well… it’s getting late. I need to get going.” You turned to walk to your car and take off to your university.

“Wait, Y/N.”

“Yes Sherlock?”

“… I love you.” You got out of your car and ran into his arms to hold him one last time.

“I love you too,” you said into his chest.

“Hey Sherlock,” you called after having lived in Baker Street for almost two months.

“Yes?” he answered from his chair.

“Why haven’t you taken on any cases yet? These all seem like viable options,” you told him sifting through case files.

“You’ve made it hard to select one.”

“What? What have I done?”

“You’ve entered my life again. You’re the most interesting case I’ll ever find.”