TRAVALERRAY gave me this idea so thanks, sis! -Potato

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Sherlock Holmes wasn't a common folk, not until he met Dr John Watson then Sherlock became famous alongside with his companion.

Admirers started to pop up left to right but there's one that been an admirer since the beginning of the great consulting detective. He won't admit he found Sherlock interesting nor vise versa.

Of course Sherlock didn't know who his admirer was and grow curiosity on how long they could keep it up, but John also grew concerned for the two. Maybe spark something. Who knew.

{~~Present Day~~}

John came back from the grocery store, seeing Sherlock reading a book. He took a deep breath before opening the fridge knowing what waits inside.

Sherlock looks over his book, "John?" He hummed as he was putting away the groceries. It went silence afterwards then he spoke again, "Lestrade has a case and am-am unsure if I should accept it." John closed the fridge and walked towards the living room; he looked at Sherlock, "Are you scared of your admirer?" "I don't fear, John," He howl out as the doctor smiled.

"Boys, you got an package!" Mrs Hudson yelled out, causing both to look at each other. "You order something?" John asked but Sherlock shook his head. John knew he didn't order anything so who did? "Alright, I'll be back." John walked downstairs to get the package then suddenly Sherlock phone buzzed. He opened his phone to an unknown number, reading: Sherlock did you get my package? The detective shocked by the message decides to reply back.

Who are you? -SH
Well... um, I can't tell
Do I know you? -SH
Yes! Of course! We meet before

Sherlock tilted his head. Meet? Does he mean met? Sherlock thought; he had to visit his mindpalace but his companion interrupt by howling his name. He sprang right up once he saw the package his lovely doctor kindly brought up to him. "Does it has a source?" Sherlock quickly asked, walking towards the small box John held. The doctor shook his head, "No address, no name, nothing. Whoever this person is, they really don't want to be recognize." "The admirer," He blurted out as he snatch the box from John's hands. "Sherlock, you can't assume! It could Jim for all we know since he somehow awoke from the grave!" Yelled the doctor, but Sherlock was willing to shut that argument. "They texted me while you were being a loyal dog fetching the mail," He scowl at him, leaving the doctor speechless.

Sherlock sat down on his chair, eager to opened the box but also afraid to see what's inside. "Sherlock," John voice mix with confusion and curiosity as he spoke, "Are... you in love?" This catch the junkie attention quickly, giving his heart a fast pumped of blood. "What? Pfft, no! Why would I? Love is a chemical defect and an human error. Why would I be in love?!" The detective scrambles with his words which cause his doctor to give an heartily chuckle once the detective was done jabbering his words. "Oh my god, the great Sherlock Holmes has found interest in someone and here I thought it was Irene but boy was I wrong," "Oh please, John. You were simply jealous that she choice me over you."

Sherlock grabbed his pocket knife and opened the box up, finding: pictures, a letter, and deerstalker with note on top. "What the..." John voice trailed off to mutters as he grabbed the photos. Sherlock didn't go for the letter, he grabbed the deerstalker first. He took off the notes as he mumbled this words out loud: I know you hate these hats, but I love how silly and stupid you look when you wear it. "Sherlock...all of these photos are about you," John told Sherlock, scanning through the photos once more. Sherlock didn't know how to react to this: the package, the message, the-the... everything pretty much. John grabbed the letter, "Wonder what it say." He opened the letter and read it out loud so his partner could hear as well:

Dear mister Holmes,

Though you may be wondering what this is all about; some find it foolish for me to create a fan club about you but your to good to be true. in
See you call me stupid and it does offend me. I'll just never understand you that's it....

Sherlock yelled John name causing the poor soul to jumped. "What the hell, Sherlock?! I wasn't finish!" He glared at John, "I... um, might figure out the... er, admirer." John's jaws dropped in disbelief, "It can't be... you serious?" Sherlock hummed, "Am afraid my wore nightmare has come true... I have fall in love with Anderson." The photos dropped and horror fill the gap. John wasn't expecting, imagine how Lestrade would react!

{~~one week later~~}

Sherlock has given Anderson a chance and decide to talked one-on-one.

Greg was shocked at first then started to crack up. Mycroft was confuse and Mrs Hudson was just an supportive mother figure. And I? I was fine with it as long as they weren't trying shit in the flat because I'll a serious talk with Sherlock.

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Y'all probably hate me for doing this but I hope y'all in enjoy. I give mostly my wonderful sis and spammer buddy, TRAVALERRAY, a big thanks for giving me such wild idea -Potato