Author's note: Fourth part! Please leave in a comment below what pairings you want to see! Please remember that this is only slash or platonic pairings! Hope you enjoy!
Pairing: Lestrade x Sherlock
Warnings: Slash, fluff
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock.
Pulling pigtails
Sherlock opened the door to see that the one who was knocking was Greg Lestrade, someone he loved to wind up. "Oh Griffon, you have a case for me?" Sherlock said with fake boredom, inwardly smirking.
Lestrade crushed the cup of coffee in his hand, pushed Sherlock inside and closed the door behind him. Sherlock became worried now. This was the first time Lestrade had gotten so angry.
"God damn it, Sherlock" he snarled. "When the hell are you going to learn my fucking name? We've been working together for six years now, yet you can't remember my fucking name?"
Lestrade was angry, but most of all, he was hurt. It says something about you if the person you are in love with can't remember your name. "Lestrade." Sherlock said but Greg just snarled.
"Greg." Sherlock whispered, the sound almost non-existent. Lestrade closed and opened his eyes in surprise but didn't let Sherlock up from the floor where he had pushed him.
"If you know my name then why do you butcher it up?" Greg asked a little hurt. Sherlock adopted a sheepish look and then kissed Lestrade blushing. Greg blinked then laughed.
"You idiot." He said and touched his forehead with Sherlock's. "Pulling their crush's pigtails is what little boys do." Sherlock blushed again but he didn't stay embarrassed for long. Lestrade had kissed him again.