Perfect Two
It was early spring, and the New Year's brisk air flew in through the ajar window of the second story apartment. Warm light enveloped the room, encasing the flat in a cozy aura, despite the lack of boisterous company or conversation.
Sherlock lay resting in my lap, his long legs dangling over the edge of the loveseat, while his hands lay folded contentedly over his abdomen. His breathing was light and his posture relaxed, not a common position for the consulting detective. Which made this moment all the more unique and memorable to me.
I caressed Sherlock's face gently for a moment before running my hand through his curly locks. Sherlock's eyelids were closed, but he sighed in pleasure when I tenderly played with his soft hair, and began massaging his scalp.
Surprised that he'd allowed me to initiate such intimate contact, I stopped my movements, until I heard a whimper from the detective. I smiled and rolled my eyes, but continued the affectionate act.
Sherlock knew I loved his hair. In fact, it was one of my favorite features on him. He would often tease me with the fact, by ruffling his hair and pointedly looking at me with a look that said, 'You can look, but you can't touch'. I chuckled, remembering the expression on John's face at seeing the silent exchange between us.
"Care to share what's so humorous?" Sherlock mumbled, no doubt on the brink of sleep. I smiled at the sound of fatigue in his voice. Good. I thought. He needs the rest. Using my other hand, I played with his pajama collar, as I answered his query.
"Us." I said, looking down at Sherlock. I mentally traced every line and curve of his visage, not wanting to forget what he looked like up close. I never knew when moments like these would cease altogether.
"Elaborate." Sherlock stated, not bothering to make the word a question.
"Our relationship. It's odd. That's what makes it so funny." I explained, hoping I wouldn't offend the sensitive man. Often I would find that certain things or subjects set him off, and I didn't want what I said to be one of those things.
Sherlock chuckled, startling me yet again. Sherlock didn't laugh. It was as rare an occurrence as someone winning the lottery. Hearing that sound made me feel like I'd hit the jackpot in a casino. The noise from his throat was deep, no doubt perfectly aligned with his baritone voice. I shivered slightly, goosebumps rising on my arms at the alien, yet pleasant sound.
"I suppose our relationship is a bit strange. Then again I'm no ordinary man." Sherlock bragged, not denying the fact that we were indeed in a relationship, like he'd previously done.
"You're right about that." I mumbled, tracing the contours of his well-defined cheekbones.
"And you're no ordinary woman." Sherlock yawned, snuggling closer to me. I gazed at him in utter adoration, elated at the compliment, and prayed that this moment wasn't all a wistful dream.
If it is, I better make the most of it. I thought, leaning down over Sherlock. I softly kissed his Cupid's bow lips, savoring the sweetness of the feeling and was astonished when Sherlock kissed back. This exchange only lasted a couple seconds, but for me, it was enough to fill a lifetime. Sherlock never gave much, but what little he did give, I made sure to relish.
After our blissful peck, I leaned my head back and cuddled into the comfortable leather couch, slowly closing my eyes, enjoying the feeling of Sherlock's body next to mine.
It wasn't too long later that I was awoken by a flash and snickering. My eyes shot open and I leaned my head up, careful not to stir the resting detective.
I was greeted by none other than John Watson, holding a camera with a huge smirk on his face. I blinked at him for a moment, before glancing down at Sherlock to see if he knew what was going on. He was fast asleep. I looked back up at John and leaned slightly in his direction.
"When you get that printed, I want a copy." I whispered, just in case Sherlock was faking slumber. John winked and made his way to the door, only bursting into laughter once the barrier shut closed behind him.
Author's Note: Thank you all for the wonderful reviews, for following and for liking my story! It means so much to me! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and if there are any people or songs you would like to see in future chapters, please let me know. Song; Perfect Two, by Auburn