4 shot sherlolly! This started off as a one shot but I decided to put them into 4 chapter. I don't own anything. Hope you enjoy :)

THE PAINTER

At the top of 221B Baker street, way past the second set of stairs, there is a small room. Despite it's smallness the cream walls and light brown hardwood floors somehow make the room seem cosy and inviting. In the room there is a tall, thin window which is framed by light mint curtains; an odd choice to some but not for the owner of this room. It was a sunny day so the window was open and pushed all the way up, causing a light breeze to dance along the room and slowly dry the paint covered canvases.

A woman walked into the room, the breeze not only caused the skin on the woman's bare legs to erupt into goosebumps, but also cause the bottom of the eggplant purple shirt she was wearing to ride up and reveal the skull covered boy shorts she was wearing underneath.
She shivered as she sat on the cool wooden stool in front of the canvas stand. She had already drew what was outside her window earlier on and was in a slight dispute with herself as to decide what to draw next. Part of her wanted to draw the sky, the different shades of blue that seemed to change with every glance had her captivated, however today she also felt like painting a portrait, a portrait of a man she held so close to her heart. She had painted him before and already had every blemish, scar and angle memorised. She smiled thinking of him. She loved this man and everything about him, his mind, his wit, his body and even his eyes.

His eyes!

The woman smiled, she knew what she would draw. She picked up her easel and started mixing colours, she looked up at the sky and focussed on the light blues that were framed by the dark bare branches of the tallest and only tree on the street below

That blue would be framed by dark lashes instead of branches.

She painted until the evening, delicately moving her wrist to create the smallest of brush strokes until she was finished. She stared at the painting and staring back at her were a pair of crystal blue eyes.

She loved him and he was her inspiration.

I Hope you liked it, I had a dream about it and typed it up as soon as I could.
Please tell me what you think.
M xx