Author's note: 20/60.
Pairing: Lestrade x Sherlock
Warnings: slash
Disclaimer: I do not own Sherlock.
Legendary
At the police department, Sherlock Holmes was something of a legend. Sharp mind, capable to notice even the subtlest clue, yet, his past was drenched with criminal activity, most specifically, drug usage. Whenever Anderson and Sally heard the rumours, they couldn't help but scoff. If he was so brilliant then why would he succumb to the allure of drugs?
Gregory Lestrade was different however. He desired, no, needed to meet the mysterious Sherlock Holmes, who somehow, without even meeting him, had provided him with evidence of his wife's cheating, saving him from a loveless marriage.
When the team finally met the legendary Holmes, Anderson and Sally were not amused by him discovering their affair immediately. Gregory was enchanted however. Sherlock had an allure on him no one else could copy and it attracted Greg like the flame attracted a butterfly.
When the director informed the detective inspector that Sherlock would be consulted whenever the police had a difficult time solving a case, Lestrade was both happy and indicant. But mostly happy.
After months of partnership, Lestrade's attraction to Sherlock grew into a hot-blooded love. So when one day Sherlock kissed him out of the blue, he couldn't help but respond to him. "You're mine." Sherlock growled as he kissed him again.
Gregory smiled. Meeting the legendary Sherlock Holmes had made him the happiest man alive. Now, if only he didn't have to meet his brother...