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#dont do drugs sherl
ships4you · 7 years
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drugged ♛ sherlock
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Requested made by: @deepestgalaxymilkshake
Characters: Sherlock/Reader
Genre: fluff
Warnings: innuendo 
Prompt: “You’re seriously like a man-child.” | “Just shut up and kiss me.”
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“(y/n).”
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“(y/n)!!”
You slammed your book shut and stomped your way over to your whiny boyfriends bedroom. He had been recently drugged by ‘the woman’ and hasn’t been making much sense for the past couple of hours. “What is it darling?” You asked Sherlock with a hint of sarcasm in the tone of your voice. Sherlock hung off half the bed with his eyes still shut as if he were sleeping. He simply grunted instead of answering and pointed at his coat which was draped over the door.
You smirked and rolled your eyes, “Use your words Sherl.” He then mumbled softly, “Phone…” his finger still pointing at his coat. You sighed, “You are seriously like a man-child.” and grabbed the phone from his coat and handed it to him.
As he reached up to take it his body slowly began to slide off the bed. Noticing this, you immediately jumped into action; grabbing the upper part of his body and lifting it up onto the bed with a grunt. Before he could protest you sat, back to the headboard and placed Sherlock’s head on top of your lap. Then you handed him his phone, amused by his drugged state. You played with his curly black locks as he began to send a text.
To John:
you. you my freend. need milkk. we never hav mlk.
Shaking your head laughing you grabbed  the phone from him and redid his text.
To: John
Sherlock says we need milk could you grab some while you’re out? -(y/i) (l/i)
You the set the phone on the counter and went back to petting his hair, “Have I ever told you how cute you are drugged. Don’t think of that as an invitation to start up drugs again.” Sherlock closed his eyes and leaned into your hand a bit more, “Hmm you’re the only drug I need darling.” Smiling, you brushed a piece of hair out of his face and watched him slowly fall asleep.
You were still in the same spot you were in 2 hours ago reading your book once again and Sherlock cuddled into your lap. John showed up a while ago, with the milk you requested and grabbed your book to distract you. You did enjoy watching Sherlock sleep. He’s usually just getting into bed way after you’re asleep and wakes up at least two hours before you. So seeing him actually sleep was extremely rare.
Sherlock began to open his eyes slowly and looked up at you. You moved your hand from your book to stroke his hair once more, “Good morning my love. How’d you sleep?” He then surprised you by quickly maneuvering you to lay down next to him. You were turned towards him and he nuzzled his way between your shoulder and the bed. You laughed, “Are we all sober yet?” Sherlock groaned, “Mmmmm no, getting there. I have a horrible headache.” 
You rubbed your hands up and down his sides, “Well, John said that would happen, it’ll go away though. I think all you need is a distraction. I could read you my book, or we could watch the telly-” Sherlock cut you off by kissing you  and flipping you onto your back. He pulled away for a brief moment and said, “Just shut up and kiss me.”
The next morning you were tired. You and Sherlock stayed up almost all night doing. Well, let’s just call them experiments. You stood hunched over the coffee maker desperately waiting for your coffee while John and Sherlock sat at the table. As they ate breakfast Mrs. Hudson walked into the room and plopped down in john’s chair, “Oh Sherlock you poor thing,” she said “you must’ve had such a horrid headache last night.” Sherlock shrugged keeping his eyes fixed on his newspaper.
John swallowed his bite of food before saying, “How’d you cure your headache”. You then picked up your coffee and quickly downed it, turning towards the living room. Sherlock set his paper down and smirked up at you, “Well (y/n) was a very good distraction. She kept me distracted all night.” You nearly choked on your coffee and Mrs. Hudson rose from the seat. “Oh my that’s my cue to leave.” As she left the flat you glanced at her through the kitchen door. She paused before going down the stairs turning you and gave you a thumbs up mouthing ‘Nice’.
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