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Sherlock
He just had gotten a call from Scotland Yard which he answered at the moment. You sat in John's armchair reading the newest newspapers not paying attention to Sherlock. You just had finished your article so you got up and went downstairs to check on Mrs Hudson. When you got down you heard Sherlock calling your name.
'Down here.' you shouted back. Right after you heard him jumping down the stairs.
'Something interesting happen?' you asked him as you saw his exited expression. He turned two times holding his arms high up in the air.
'Ah. Two murders. Now a third one and something is different. The game is on!' with that he took your head between
his hands and kissed you right on your lips like he did with Mrs Hudson when he was exited about a new case. You were left in confusion. This had been the first time he had ever kissed you.
He was about to leave when he suddenly stopped. He turned around very slowly and stared in your slightly widened eyes when he realised what he just did. He hadn't noticed. He had acted on impulse like always. He turned around fully and stepped closer.
'I am sorry. I wanted our first kiss to be special but now I ruined it.' he admitted depressed. You couldn't help but giggle. That was all it took for Sherlock to take your face in his hands once more. The both of you closed your eyes as you closed the gap between you kissing properly this time. It was like fireworks when his soft lips touched yours and it felt the same for him.

John
[ read in how he asked you out]

Greg
Greg was visiting you in the pathology of St Barts hospital in which you worked. You didn't ask him to come but you were happy that he was by your side.
Today started like every other. In the morning new corpses came in from the last night. You stared to inspect them. When it was around noon you made a horrible development. In the description stood it was a woman killed in a car accident last night. 27 years old, (Y/F/N). You shivered when you read the name. It couldn't be. It may be a coincidence since (Y/F/N) is a common name. You lifted the blanket and immediately started sobbing and fell to the ground leaning against the wall behind you ultimately starting to cry. You were a mess.
This was the moment Greg entered the pathology.
'(Y/N) you forgot your keys in my car when I dropped you off earlier.' he said not knowing in what condition you were in. (Y/F/N) and you were inseparable since early childhood and now she was laying dead infront of you on this cold table. It was like she never lived at all.
Finally, Greg spotted you on the ground. His expression fell at the spot as he sprinted towards you. He didn't know what had happened but he would beat the crap out of anybody who had the audacity to make you cry.
'(Y/N). Hey I'm here. What happened.' he asked laying an arm around your shoulders trying to comport you. You weren't able to form proper words so you just pointed your finger at the autopsy table. Greg got up to see your best friends face. He had met her before as you had introduced the both of them but he didn't know her enough as to shed tears. So he sat next to you embracing you. 'I am so so sorry.' he repeated a few times until you actually stopped crying.
'Thank you Greg for being here.' you stared genuinely grateful.
You locked eyes with him and he couldn't help it. He inspected your face. The teary eyes and the slight blush on your face which happened from crying. You were the most beautyful woman in his eyes and that from the day he met you. Suddenly he realised how close you were your face only a few inches apart. He went for it. He leaned closer to you making his intentions clear and giving you enough time to back off if you wanted to. But you didn't. When your lips touched all the emotions the two of you held set free into the kiss. All you sadness and love flooded into this one passionate kiss. Your lips moved in sync while his hands landed on your waist and yours on the back of his neck. After a few moments you had the separate for air resting your foreheads together. He reached around you embracing you in this position and even though you just lost your best friend you managed to smile because of Greg. You rested your face in the crook of his neck while his head was on yours. He had wanted to do this for so long and he had hoped the circumstances to be better but he wouldn't want to be anywhere else than here. He felt your face moving under his, looking down to you again. You smiled a sad smile which caused him to kiss you again. And again. You loved this man and he loved you. You knew now and he knew as well.