Hey hey. I'm so sorry it's been so long since I updated my dudes, exams are really very fun and not at all stressful and time consuming😬😬  Anyway, I've finally finished this now so enjoy:) it's based off a prompt from Lee_13_ so I hope you enjoy it and it was everything you hoped it would be my friend:). Ok, I'm going to go to bed now because I have school tomorrow. Also, my ribs *hurt* because I did a workout with way too many crunches yesterday so that's fun. Ok, bye, enjoy:)

Warnings: none, literally just fluff

Word count: 1445

"You acting all mysterious with your cheekbones and turning your coat collar up so you look cool."

I opened the door to 221 Baker Street and sighed quietly as I stepped in out of the pouring London rain. I was super tired and just wanted to have a shower then go to bed. It had been a long, tedious day at the surgery and I was more than ready to collapse. I ruffled my hair slightly, sending droplets of glistening water flying from it. Yup, a hot shower was definitely in order. I quietly moved up the stairs to our flat and stopped outside the door when I heard talking coming from inside.

"The game, is on" I smiled to himself, what was that crazy man doing now? There was a throat clearing then the phrase was repeated, with the intination now emphasising "the game" and "is on" being murmered dramatically.
"No, that's still not right. The game IS on. The GAME is on. THE game is on. The game is ON. Hmm." I tried not to laugh by putting my hand over my mouth as I realised what was happening, Sherlock Holmes was practicing his lines.
"Ok, which one is best. What do you think Rosamund? Should the emphasis be on game or on? Yes, yes I think you might be right." Oh my goodness, he was practicing to Rosie. I quietly pushed open the door, careful to not make enough noise to disturb my flatmate and looked in.

There was Sherlock striding about the living room. Rosie was sat in her high chair, chewing on a piece of bread and looking at Sherlock with an amused grin. When he did a particularly dramatic spin and phrase saying, she would laugh and clap happily. He was wearing his great coat, swirling it dramatically as he paced. He had the collar flipped up like he always did when he wanted to be mysterious. 'God he looks good like that' I thought as I admired the way his sharp cheekbones caught the light. 'Nope, not going down that road. I'm tired and... whatever else I am. Probably sleep deprived considering I have a one year old and too many shifts to be good for me. I am not gay. But he does look hot though. Like really hot. Urgh. Ooh, that reminds me, I really should hand my notice in at the gp. But then again, I do kind of need the money. Do I though? There is some money coming in from clients. Probably not enough to feed and cloth a child as well as us two though. Plus I'm not sure I can give it up. It's where I met Mary after all and handing in my resignation there feels too much like I'm letting her go. I don't want to let her go, I don't think i ever will, not fully but maybe I should try to move on? I haven't dated anyone since she... since she died. I don't know. Im too tired to think about this right now.

I blinked myself back to reality and looked up to see Sherlock picking up Rosie and sitting down on the sofa with her. He lay down and lifted her above his head, bouncing her up and down to her great delight.
"Do you think I look cool Watson my dear?" He asked her to which she just giggled and smiled her 3 toothed grin.
"Thankyou, I think so too. I'm trying to impress your father you see, he always looks so effortlessly amazing and I feel like i need to keep up." I perked up at this and started listening with much more attention. Sherlock thinks that I look effortlessly amazing? Now this is new.

"Oh Rosie, can I tell you a secret? You have to promise not to tell Daddy mind?" Rosie nodded slightly and said da which is her version of yes. A secret? That he doesn't want me to know about? This should be interesting.
"I can't seem to get him out of my head. His lovely smile. His laugh. His adorable habit of licking his bottom lip when hes nervous." I blanched at that, realising I was currently licking my bottom lip at that very moment. I guess I really must do that a lot then. This was all very sweet and unexpected but it was the next line that completely caught me off guard.

"You know my little irregular, I think I may be in love with him." My eyes widened and I had to try very hard not to start choking. Oh my God, oh my God, Sherlock bloody Holmes is in love with me?!?! Aaaaaahhhhh!!! Although I was screaming internally, I managed to maintain outward composure and continued to listen.
"I think I've known for a long time now actually, I just didn't want to admit it to myself, after all, sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side. Or at least, that's what I thought. Now I'm not so sure. Huuhhh." He sighed dramatically and cuddled Rosie tighter to his chest.
"I wuvs pa." She told him and patted his cheek with a little grin. (I cant remember anything about the development of children cos I havent seen any in so long, stupid rona so soz if her level of development is wrong for a 1 year old🙃) 
"Aww, thanks Bumble, I wuvs you too."

My heart was genuinely about to burst at this point: what with Rosie calling him pa and Sherlock copying her baby language. I let out an involuntary aww and Sherlock looked up at me in horrified surprise.
"Shit." I exclaimed quietly.
"Yes, that's what I was thinking too. Hello John. How long exactly have you been stood there?" He was sitting up, still holding Rosie now to talk to me. I blushed slightly and just said "errr." Awkwardly.
"How long John?"
"About 5 minutes." I bit my lip and looked at the ground.
"Oh. Oh, so you... oh. You heard that then."
"Err, maybe?" I wasn't sure how to respond, I felt awkward and a bit like I had been doing something wrong eavesdropping like that. But then again, I did live here too so.... I don't know, i think my brain has stopped working because Sherlock fucking Holmes loves me and i might be about to explode.

"Oh dear. Oh umm, I'll go then if you want. I'm sorry John... I... I didn't mean to be so... human. I'm sorry."
He put Rosie back in her high chair and started towards the door.
"I'll get Mrs Hudson to send my stuff over as soon as I find somewhere else to live." I watched him in confusion, trying to work out what he was talking about.
"Wait, What? What do you mean, somewhere else to live? Sherlock?"
"I just, I thought you'd probably want me gone now that you know. Your not gay and I'm... I don't know what I am... an asexual demiromantic idiot whose fallen in love with his straight best friend. Ugh God, I've turned into some queer cliche, this humanity business is rubbish. Thus love has just lead to you hating me and ruined the best friendship I've ever had."
"Sherlock, I don't hate you. Quite the opposite actually." I said softly and smiled at him sheepishly. He looked at me very hard and blinked slowly.
"Sorry what? Have I missed something? Why don't you hate me? You've just found out I'm in love with you which is not something friends are supposed to do. You are Dr 'I'm not gay' Watson. From what I've found out about straight  people, you should hate me.
"I don't know where you've gotten that from but lucky for you, I don't think I al straight so... and i dont hate you because..." i moved towards him and kissed him deeply. He gasped in surprise then melted into it, his lips soft and reassuring against my chapped ones.
"I love you, you ridiculous man." I murmured softly as we pulled apart.
"You do?" His face is flushed and slightly perplexed. I nod.
"You do. Oh my goodness, you do!!" He shouted and spun me round laughing happily.
"I love you too, with all of my heart!!" He beamed as he leant down to kiss me again. It was perfect and my heart sang with happiness and love for this crazy detective that practices looking cool in front of my baby and can't notice the obvious even though he has no issues in spotting the seemingly mundane and solving a crime based of those minute details.

The end

I hope yous enjoyed that:) Dodies album came out on Friday so I've been listening to that none stop and I love it so much!! I'm doing some fanart for it that has taken just under 4 hours so far and I'm only half way done. Please please go listen to 'Build a problem'if you havent yet, it's genuinely amazing and I can't wait to go and see her in concert in September:) I'm probably going to do a song fic for one of them soon so look out for that:) ok, goodnight my lovelys. Remember to drink plenty of water and look after your physical and mental health as much as possible.
Love yous,
Isabella
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