Sherlock Preferences (DISCONTINUED)

Sherlock:
Neither of you had wanted an amazing first day, hence why you were both happy enough to relax on the sofa, food on the coffee table watching episodes of Merlin and Doctor Who. John had realised what was happening so made his excuses and disappeared off to see Mary.

You snuggled into Sherlock's side as he put on your favourite Doctor Who episode: Midnight (apologies if it's not I just really love this one plus it's got Colin Morgan in so...win win right?) He glanced down at you as you became engrossed with what was happening on screen.

Hesitantly, he wrapped his arm around your waist and laid his head on yours. You stiffened but soon relaxed into the position and once again focused on the TV. Sherlock too enjoyed it thoroughly though he questioned some of the characters stupidity by asking questions such as:
"Why can't they see the woman isn't acting like she did before?"

Nevertheless, even he was upset when the stewardess sacrificed herself to save the others. He sniffled slightly and buried his head in your shoulder to hide the fact that he was crying a little. You smiled and ruffled his hair. He glared up at you with a small frown on his face.
"Just because you're a Fanboy/Fangirl and are used to this doesn't mean you can make fun of me."

You raised your hands in mock surrender but grinned all the same.
"Trust me matey, I've been going through all of the feels for a long time." Sherlock grunted and reached over for a different Doctor Who box set.
"What's Army of ghosts and Doomsday?"
You rolled your eyes at his naïveté and opened the DVD, picking out the correct disc.
"You, my friend, are about to find out."

Once it was in the TV you settle back on the sofa, ready and waiting for Sherlock's inevitably tears. He may be a sociopath but even he feels emotion from time to time.

John:
John knocked on your door at around 8pm the next night. You'd both agreed to not make it too serious so we're wearing casual clothes. After a few minutes of discussing John decided to take you to a pizza place and then the cinema. It might be a little cliché but who was gonna complain? Except maybe Sherlock, who still wasn't completely happy with you.

You answered the door with a smile as you locked it behind you. John managed to hail a cab surprisingly quickly, waiting politely for to climb in first. On the way to the pizza restaurant you both laughed and joked just as you would have done a day or two earlier.

The taxi pulled up outside the restaurant, waiting for you to get out. John gripped your hand on the way into the building, protecting you from the sea of people that swamped the pavement. The two of you were ushered over to a table by a grumpy waiter who took your orders instantly.

Dinner was full of laughter and childhood stories that you'd originally been too embarrassed to tell. When the staff were beginning to give the two of you dirty looks for being too loud you decided it was time to go to the cinema.

It was about to start when you arrived so quickly took your seats near the back. Joh had chosen to see Fantastic Beasts which you'd been looking forward to watching for ages.

~After the film~

As the last note of the song accompanying the credits played out you stretched out your legs, feeling the blood rushing back into them.
"So what did you think?" John asked, he too stretching out.
"Amazing! Thank God there's going to be more movies. I don't think I'd be able to survive if there weren't." He laughed loudly and once again took your hand as you exited the building and began the short journey home.

Moriarty:
Moran, Moriarty's right hand man, walked into your room as you were getting ready for the date.
"You ready?" He asked, looking down at his watch.
"Hold on a sec." You replied, hurriedly checking your outfit in the mirror. When you were happy you sucked in a deep breath and turned to face Sebastian.
"Let's go."

Sebastian lead you through Moriarty's manor up a flight of stairs and onto the roof. There in front of you was a table for two with the sun setting in the background. A trail of fairy lights decked the balcony and a scented candle dotted the table.

Moriarty was leaning against the balcony, watching the sky being painted with colours, his usual businesslike demeanour lost in the beauty of the scenery. Sebastian coughed loudly before leaving you both to it. Moriarty smiled when he saw you and pulled out a chair from the table, offering it to you. You sat gratefully.

Your boss took the chair opposite you, leaning forwards onto the small table a little.
"You might be wondering why I asked you up here." You laughed.
"Pretty eager I have to say, Boss." Moriarty sighed and leant back in his chair.

"Considering I asked you on this date you may as well call me Jim."
"Okay then, I am pretty eager, Jim." He smirked, reaching for a bottle of wine and pouring you both a glass.
"In all honesty, you interest me. I've never felt so drawn to someone before." You blushed at his words but pretended to look bored.
"Was that a compliment?"

Jim rolled his eyes.
"Obviously." You continued to bicker and tease each other for the rest of the night, neither one of you caring that he was technically in charge of you. Eventually the sun began to rise and you two fell silent, watching the sun's rays fill up the sky with light.

Jim reached across the table and grabbed your hand. You looked down at it, startled by the sudden movement.
"This was fun. I hope we can um-do this again some time?" You grinned and nodded enthusiastically at him.
"Of course we should! Although, I doubt you can top this because it was incredible." He smirked at you and kissed your knuckle gently making you shiver.
"I guess I'll have to have a long think won't I?"

Ahoy, sorry this is up later than I'd wanted it to be but it was surprisingly hard to think of different date scenarios. On another note, thanks so much for 100 reads, I wasn't expecting to get this many so soon. Hope you enjoyed and I'll see ya soon!
~L