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-Pairing: Henry!Sherlock x Female!reader

Chapter summary: Sherlock asks Enola how to court a woman.

Quote:  you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love--I love--I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

Your outfit (It doesn’t have to be this one I just like it)

“You would like me to what,” Enola asked immensely surprised by this question.

Sherlock did initially come here to check up on Enola, he was beginning to care for her more. Then he decided to ask the most question about how to court a woman.

“I’m sorry, I should not have asked you that. How are you? I did come here to see how you were coping with this...situation”

“Do not try to change the subject! Why do you want to know about courting? Who is she?” 

Sherlock sighed and turned back to the window.

“Sherlock! Tell me!’

“It’s Y/n”

“Oh my! this is wonderful! You like Y/n” Enola gasped

“Enola, calm down. Will you just answer my question?”

“I do not know why you came to me. You expect Mother to teach me anything about this. I have no idea about courting.” 

“Well, I was not going to go to Mycroft”

“Why? This might be the one thing Mycroft knows about” Enola says rolling her eyes

“Because he’ll just rub it in”

Enola laughs slightly, “Ok, let’s try to think about this”

~

Weeks later and Enola escaped again. You thought it was quite amazing how smart she was. 

Sherlock had done numerous things to show that he was courting you. He gave you flowers, took you out to eat, and went on walks with you. He still wasn’t sure if you knew he was courting you. You were the one person he couldn’t completely read. But you had to know what he was doing, right? He was thinking about proposing to you. Many people proposed after 1 day. This was normal. Yet he was nervous, he was never nervous. Though whenever it was something to do about you, he would feel much different than usual. 

He was standing in front of your door, afraid to knock. He fidgeted with the ring box in his jacket pocket. He finally worked up the courage to knock on the door.

“Mr. Holmes” You siled, feeling giddy and letting him in. 

“Hello” You walked towards the table and he walked with you standing in front of you. He was closer than usual and that made you nervous.

“Y/n”

“Yes?” For days you were hoping Sherlock would ask your hand in marriage, you were starting to lose hope until now.

“Y/n... you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love--I love--I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.” He hesitated for a second, looking for any sign of you backing away, before continuing, “I would like to ask for your hand in marriage” He said before pulling out a beautiful wedding ring (does not need to be this one). 

You looked at it, then at his eyes before smiling. 

“I love you too, and I would love to marry you Sherlock” Sherlock sighs, relieved you said yes, and slips the ring onto your ring finger. He gently puts his hand on your cheek and asks, “May I” and you nod gently.

Sherlock leans forward connecting your lips to his as you slide your hands from his chest to the back of his neck. When you both pulled apart you smiled and each was happy to finally have admitted your feelings. 

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Pairing: Henry!Sherlock Holmes x Female!reader

Chapter summary: You and Sherlock go on a promanade together and have a conversation about love.

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Your outfit (It doesn’t have to be this one, I just like it)

It had been a week since Enola had been missing and since Sherlock paid you that visit. In the beginning, you felt bad for yelling at him and thought that he would never want to speak to you again. You were wrong, the next day Sherlock sent you a letter asking if you would accompany him to lunch. You thought nothing of it and said yes. Today was the day you were expected to meet him. 

~

Currently, you Sherlock had just finished eating and were walking alongside one another in a garden. It was relevantly dark outside even though it was early. 

“Mr. Holmes, why are you so against getting married?” You asked, It had been something you thought about ever since he told you he didn’t want marriage.

He was silent for a moment before answering, “I don’t want an arranged marriage that is used solely to get money or land. I am quite happy with my life at the moment.”

You nodded slowly, then stopped. You were both on a beautiful bridge and the sun was setting quickly so it looked beautiful reflecting against the water, you put your hands on the rock railing of the bridge before asking him in again, “So you never wish to fall in love either?”

Sherlock looked at you, surprised that you would ask such a question. “Love is a distraction to my work. And I have seen love in my line of work ending utmostly horrible. It makes people do insane things.”

You turned to him, now only one hand on the railing and the other at your side, “I disagree, I don’t think you’ve seen love at all” Sherlock looked at you perplexed so you carried do, “I think what you have seen is an obsession, which is completely different. Obessiossion is not love. Love can be beautiful and pure.”

“I thought you said you were not a poet” Sherlock smiled, “though that is true, it does not change my first point.” He said a matter-of-factly

“I think that you aren’t worried about the work aspect of it, I think that you are scared” He looked at you shocked before shaking his head and saying, “Scared? I am not scared.” 

“Really? Because I think you are” You were growing tired of his stubbornness, you don’t know why you cared so much whether he wanted to marry or not, but you did, “You have never seen real love in your life have you? Therefore you don't know how to go about it, or how it feels, so you are scared”

“And you... you have been in love?” He asked silently hoping you weren’t. 

“No, I have not I have seen it though, from my parents, and my sisters. You, you have not seen it at all.”

“What makes you think that?” 

“Am I correct?”

“...yes, I suppose you are. Not about me being scared, about me never seeing love”

You both stared at one another, just looking into each other's eyes before he cleared his throat. 

“Well, I suppose I should get you home.”

“Yes, I suppose”

~

Weeks later and you and Sherlock would hang out more often. Sometimes even in private, you knew it was wrong to be alone with him but you were growing very fond of him. You knew if most men would be with you this often they would be courting you, and you did have some hope that he was courting you but you knew that it was a small chance considering he did not want to get married. 

One other thing had happened, they had found Enola and Mycroft sent her to finishing school, against her will. Currently, Sherlock told you that he was going to visit his sister. You were happy that he seemed to care for her and that unfortunately made you grow even more enamored with him.

~

At the finishing school

“Sherlock, why are you here?” Enola asked still clearly upset. 

“I came to check on you. Is that so wrong?” He said and for once in his life, he was fidgeting

“Alright, what is the other thing? I can tell you want to ask me about something else.” Enola said 

Pairing: Henry!Sherlock Holmes x Female!reader

Chapter summary: Sherlock pays you a visit to ask you about his missing mother and sister, but things go a little off track.

Quote:“Well I’m not a poet, I’m just a woman. And as a woman there is no way for me to make my own money. Not enough to earn a living or to support my family. And if I had my own money, which I don’t, that money would belong to my husband themoment we got married. And if we had children they would be his, not mine. They would e his property. So don’t sit there and tell me marriage isn’t an economic proposition, because it is. It may not be for you, but it most certaintly is for me.” Little women

It had been a few days since you had visited the Holmes for tea, and you were starting to get worried considering you knew Enola had gone missing as well. You also knew that she probably left at her own free will and that she can handle herself, though you cared at didn't want anything bad to happen to her.

Currently, you were sitting on the couch reading a book. You now lived alone, besides the h0usekeepers, your eldest sister hadn't lived here for 2 years now and your youngest just recently moved in with her soon-to-be husband. Just as you were getting comfortable there was a knock on the door.

“Hello,” You say opening the door, “Oh, Mr. Holmes, to what do I owe this visit?

“Hello Miss Y/l/n, I’m sure you have been able to figure out that my sister is missing. I would like to ask you a few things, may I come in?” Sherlock asked his gloves at the hat in his hand.

“Yes, of course. Do come in.” You opened the door more for him to step inside. He looked around the room for any traces of Enola. You knew he wouldn’t find anything, Enola hasn’t come to your place since her mother went missing.

“Would you like something to drink?”

“No, that’s alright thank you. I was wondering if you have seen my sister. She has disappeared and I’m worried about her.”

“I haven’t seen your sister. It’s no surprise she ran away though. She told me about Mycroft and you forcing her to go to a finishing school.”

“Yes, well… that was all Mycroft. She is his ward, I have no say in it.”

“So you don’t agree with Mycroft, that woman should have to get married?” 

“Do you? Want to need to be married?”

“I’ve always known I would get married. There is no way for me to have a successful life if I do not. I would like nothing more than for a woman to be able to make their own money, but they can’t.

“I think the hopeful poets would disagree.”

“Well I’m not a poet,” you said looking at your hands and back up again, “I’m just a woman. And as a woman, there is no way for me to make my own money. Not enough to learn a living, or support my family. And if I had my own money, which I don’t, that money would belong to my husband the moment we got married. And if we had children they would be his not mine, they would be his property, so don’t stand there and tell that marriage isn’t an economical proposition because it is. It may not be for you, but it most certainly is for me.”

You were standing a little closer to Sherlock now and he wasn’t saying anything. Just staring at you. He never thought about what women go through and how they were treated. He cared a bit when he saw his sister, but not enough to do or say something about it.  He wasn’t saying anything so you kept going.

“Have ever wanted to get married, Mr. Holmes?” You asked looking up at him. 

“No, it’s never been something I’ve been keen on doing.”

“Exactly, and no one bats an eye if you don’t ever get married. They only think about what a good detective you are. Yet there are many women in the world, including your sister, that despise the idea of getting married or having a husband, but they do not have the freedom to choose.” You start backing away from him and go behind the table, “We do not have the freedom to choose anything in our lives.” You pause for a moment before continuing, “Enola is a smart girl, and she was raised to fight and be independent. You need not worry about her too much.” 

Pairing: Henry!Sherlock Holmes x Female!reader

Chapter summary: You have an awkward tea with the Holmes brother’s

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Your outfit: (it does not have to be this one I just like it) 

 You were quite surprised when Mycroft asked you to join them for tea. You were under the impression that he didn’t like you at all, but you gladly excepted the invitation. He had invited your sisters and their husband and fiancé, so now they're all 5 of you sitting in the carriage.

Your eldest sister was married to a rich man with a big estate. The marriage was arranged but she had been lucky enough to fall in love with him and have him reciprocate the feelings.

Your youngest sister was newly engaged to a man she met at a ball you all attended. He had good money but did not have a significant amount. Your parents were not completely on board with this marriage, but he had a good enough name that they didn’t try to stop it, and besides, they loved each other. You are happy for them, to be able to find wealthy men and fall in love, yet you still had the slightest amount of envy wanting what they had. You had been courted before, but each time the men were either horrible or had found someone besides you. This season your parents are more than eager to get you married. You did not mind the thought of marriage, and you knew that you must be married soon if you would like to have a decent life. You had thought about working but knew that you would never be paid a livable income just because you are a woman. 

Your train of thought stopped as the carriage paused at the Holmes house. ~ “Miss Y/l/n, have you both set a date for the wedding?” Mycroft asked your youngest sister.

“Yes, we are thinking March 18th” your sister smiled.

You had been at the Holmes for about 15 minutes and you had barely said anything and neither had Sherlock. You hadn’t said anything because you didn’t know what to say and Sherlock wasn’t speaking because he knew his brother was just trying to get him to court you.

Mycroft looked at Sherlock giving him a face that meant he should say something.

Sherlock sighed and said, “So, Mrs. Howard, how long have you and Mr. Howard been married?”

“2 years next month” your sister replied as her husband took her hand in his and smiled.

“That’s lovely” Mycroft replied, while Sherlock just nodded.

“Miss Y/l/n” Mycroft said Turing his head towards you, “how have you been?”

“I’ve been quite well, thank you,” you said setting your tea cup down and smiling, “and you?”

“Very well”

This was an odd conversation and you were just hoping that Enola would walk in.

“Where may Enola be?” You asked

Mycroft looked at Sherlock so that he could answer.

“She should be arriving soon,” Sherlock said looking up at you.

You smiled at him and then averted your gaze toward the hand in your lap. After a few minutes of talking Enola still hadn’t come down, so Mycroft went upstairs to get her annoyed by her ill manners.

He came back downstairs furious but tried to cover it to be polite. 

Pairing: Henry!Sherlock Holmes x Female!Reader

Chapter summary: Mycroft annoys Sherlock with his questions about marriage.

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Sherlock’s POV

I was observing the ash of the fireplace in my mother’s room before a woman quietly said Enola’s name. I stood up observing her, she wore proper clothing and had an exceptional posture. Clearly, she had come from a formal family. 

“Hello, Mr. Holmes and Mr. Holmes” The woman greeted turning to Mycroft and then me. I smiled back, for once in my life unsure of what to say. She was remarkably beautiful. I caught myself staring at her and before I knew it she had left the room. 

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The next morning

“Enola, that Lady who visited yesterday, Miss Y/l/n. How do you know her?” I asked sipping my tea and putting the newspaper down. 

“She is a friend of mine and mother. Why?”

“Just curious”

“As always Sherlock” Enola laughed

We said nothing for a while until Enola left the room and Mycroft walked in. 

“Sherlock, have you met anyone? Are you courting someone?” Mycroft asked sitting on the chair across from me.

I rolled my eyes, annoyed that my brother was yet again asking me this question. It was never my plan to marry. I had my cases, which take much concentration. Marriage would ultimately destroy that.

“No, I have not”

“Well, you should. I know many eligible ladies who you could consider courting.” Mycroft got no reply, “What about that woman from the night before? She looked like a proper lady and was decent to look at. Perhaps you could court her.”

“Mycroft, for the very last time I am not interested in marriage. I don’t understand why you care so much whether I marry or not.”

“Well, that is rather unfortunate, considering I invited Miss Y/l/n and her sister to have tea with us this afternoon. Her eldest sister is already married and her other is to be engaged any day now. Which just leaves Miss Y/l/n as an option.”

Sherlock looked at Mycroft furiously, “Why on earth would you do such a thing without consulting me? I am not interested in marriage Mycroft! And how did you on earth did you get all this information anyway?” 

“I have my ways of finding stuff out too Sherlock,” Mycroft replied ignoring Sherlock’s first comments. 

Pairing: Henry!Shelock Holmes x Female!reader

Chapter summary: When you visit Enola to give your condolences, you meet her brother, Sherlock, who makes you fee a certain way.

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You were walking along the path toward the Holmes mansion with a basket of food in hand. You were dropping off some food for Enola as you heard what had happened to her mother. You had known Enola for a few years now. She was an intelligent and unique young woman, you envied the way she would act and do want she wanted, all with her mother’s support. 

You had grown up in a completely different environment than Enola. Your parents raised you to be a lady of society and told you your entire life that you would marry a respectable man. Although Enola was much younger than you, you both got along quite well and became close very quickly. 

You reached her house and gently knocked on the door patiently waiting for someone to answer the door.

“Y/n, how lovely it is to see you again. You haven’t visited it in quite a while.” Mrs. Lane says after opening the door and ushering you inside. 

As you step into the house you reply, “I know it has been long since I came here, but I’ve been terribly busy. I have brought some food for Enola, I heard about Mrs. Holmes and came to see if she was alright.” 

“How very kind of you. Miss Holmes is upstairs.”

“Thank you.” You say gently smiling at Mrs. Lanen before walking up the stairs. 

When you reach the top you hear voices, but not of Enola, of two men. You quickly remember Enola telling you briefly about having two brothers, but she did not mention them much. 

You walk towards the sound coming from Eudoria’s room and see Enola standing at the doorway. 

“Enola.” You say just loud enough for her to hear. Enola quickly turns around and sees you. 

“Y/n! How are you? What brings you here?” Enola asks smiling slightly.

“I’m very well, thank you for asking. I came here to see how you were doing. I heard about mother, I’m truly very sorry. And I brought you a few things to eat as well” You say handing Enola the basket which she gratefully takes. Your eyes slowly avert from Enola to a man who had a mustache and a look that didn’t look very pleasant. Then you looked to someone who was slightly closer to you and Enola. He was tall and handsome and had a curious look on his face as if he were analyzing you. Enola noticed your eyes shift to her brothers and remembered she still needed to introduce them. 

“Oh yes! Y/n, these are my brothers, Mycroft and Sherlock.” Enola says motioning to her brothers. 

“ Hello, Mr. Holmes and Mr. Holmes,” You said laughing the slightest bit that you had to call them the same name.

“This is Y/n. She lives not far from here.” 

They don’t say anything, Mycroft is simply looking at you and Sherlock smiled slightly at you. You felt rather flustered with his stare and hurriedly looked away and back to Enola.

Started: 2022/11/13

Last updated: 2023/01/28

ENOLA HOLMES

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