Literature
Sherlock/Reader for LightxLxCandy
“Hey, Sherly, I’m back,” Sherlock heard as the door to the apartment creaked open. It took only seconds for Sherlock to deduce you had gone out with your friends, and by the sound of plastic bags, you were shopping. Mycroft, who was sitting across from Sherlock, raised an eyebrow, and a smug grin played at his lips. “Sherly?”
“Oh, shut up,” Sherlock spat, moving one of his chess pieces. Mycroft contemplated over the available moves and made a move, capturing Sherlock’s knight.
You stopped immediately when you noticed another man in the apartment with Sherlock. He obviously wasn&