#high functioning sociopath

"Hello Sherlock." you said once you entered the flat, throwing your purse at the couch before sitting in it yourself. The curly-haired detective muttered something under his breath after he greeted you with a quick 'hello'.

You stood up from the couch, making your way towards the kitchen to make yourself a nice cup of tea. "Would you like a cuppa Sherlock?" you asked the man who was still standing by the window.

He didn't respond and when you turned around, you saw him writing something down in a piece of music sheet he had in front of him. He had his icy blue eyes glued to the music sheet and upon seeing his 'concentration face' as you liked to call that specific expression, you decided you were going to give him a cup of tea too.

Once the tea was ready, you brought the two cups back to the living room. You put Sherlock's on the small table next to John's chair while you sat down on the couch again and started to observe your handsome boyfriend.

You saw how his eyebrows were furrowed in a deep frown, indicating complete concentration, how his now gray eyes danced across the paper in front of him and how his large hand gripped the pencil as he wrote down something and then played it on the violin, erasing it moments later just to repeat the process over and over again.

Out of curiosity, you stood up from the couch and walked slowly towards the tall detective. You looked at the music sheet while Sherlock stared at it intensely. He seemed to be composing one of his original pieces but he couldn't quite find the next song of the melody that would fit perfectly.

"Why don't you try with a D minor and then go back to E sharp" you said, pointing to the place the notes would go in the paper. Sherlock looked down at you before writing the notes down and playing the piece once more. It sounded really good and the consulting detective was able to finish his new composition.

You sat down in John's chair as you took your phone out and started scrolling down on one of your social medias "How did you know about what notes were next?" Sherlock's question made you look up from your phone with a small smirk "Maybe because I used to play when I was a teenager." you said matter-of-factly.

"How couldn't I deduce that?" Sherlock muttered to himself but loud enough for you to hear him. "That's because I haven't practiced in years. I probably don't remember how to play anymore."

"I don't think that." stated your boyfriend who was now sitting in his chair in front of you.. "Me neither." you said before laughing to yourself.

"Anyway, what would you like for dinner?" you asked, getting up from your seat "I'm not hungry." Sherlock said "I don't care, you are still eating."

"You can't make me (y/n)" he said which made you roll your eyes "Don't be childish Sherlock, we all need to eat."

He didn't respond for a couple of seconds before saying "I'll eat whatever you make if you play a piece with me."

Sherlock's words made your eyes go wide "Like in a duet?" you asked and the detective nodded at you. You huffed in annoyance, sometimes you wished your boyfriend didn't act so childish towards ordinary things like eating or cleaning his stuff.

Then again, you couldn't let Sherlock die from starvation as you couldn't recall when was the last time the stubborn man in front of you ate something that wasn't cookies and tea, you agreed with him.

You walked back to your shared bedroom and took out from under the bed a violin cage similar to Sherlock's. You took the instrument in your hands and returned to the living room as you saw the curly-haired detective standing by the window.

You walked towards him "What are we going to play?" you asked him curiously. But he ignored your question and instead said "You'll be playing this in C while I play the piece in G minor." you nodded at him the both of you positioned yourself before the two of you started to play

(You can listen to THIS as it is the piece you and Sherlock play together)

You two had your eyes closed after a little while of playing the beautiful piece, your bodies swayed slightly at the music as you two swam in the melody.

You open your eyes once the piece is finished just to meet Sherlock's enchanting orbs gazing lovingly at you. "You should have told me earlier that you could play." he murmured

You shrugged "I thought you had already deduced it." He gave you one of his rare smiles as you two started to lean into each other, but suddenly, out of the corner of your eye, you saw a flash and the door to the flat closing softly.

Sherlock and you turned to look at the door "I think Mrs. Hudson saw everything." you said "I'm afraid so." was Sherlock's answer. "She is going to send that video to everyone." you said with a slight chuckle making Sherlock groan in annoyance.

"Don't worry Sherl, I'm sure we can persuade her if you promise to not shoot at the wall anymore." the detective looked down at you as if you were crazy. "Or we could just steal her phone and delete it." you suggested once you understood Sherlock's glare.

"Yeah, that'd be better," he said as the two of you lowered your violins in his chair "But first..." he made you gasp slightly as he grabbed you from the waist, pulling you towards him and kissing your lips softly. "Now you have to make your part of the deal." you said, chuckling slightly at his now confused face.

"What deal?" he asked, and with that, Sherlock let go of your waist and hurried down the stairs to retrieve Mrs. Hudson's phone before you could catch him. Making you chuckle to yourself before following him down the stairs.

May/18/2021