Sickness: Sherlock x Reader (request)You were sick, properly sick to the point of being unable to move or do anything. Currently you were spread out on John’s and Sherlock’s sofa covered in a blanket with a worried John standing over you. He thought you would be ok and it was only a bad bout of flu. This was the good news; the bad news was John was going to work so Sherlock was going to be looking after you. After many bribes from John Sherlock had reluctantly agreed to babysit you. Unable to protest you watched John leave and Sherlock looked at you.More Like This
Opening your mouth to speak proved a huge error as Sherlock seized the opportunity to shove a thermometer in your mouth and wrapped an extra blanket around your shoulders. As the quickly as the thermometer had appeared it was gone, Sherlock jotted down the reading and sat in the armchair facing you. Your head started to spin so you leaned back and shut your eyes, missing the worried expression that past over Sherlock’s face.
There you were, a woman who faced
Mycroft Holmes x Reader - My DarlingMycroft rolled over in bed with a quiet groan. It was far too early to be awake, but he could have sworn he heard crying. You were still curled up tight under the blankets, mouth slightly parted as you slept. You hair was a mess and he thought he spotted some drool on your chin, but you were still his beautiful wife.More Like This
He was about to wrap himself around you and just go back to sleep when he heard whimpers and cries. Mycroft couldn't ignore it this time. He definitely heard it. Carefully creeping out of bed so as not to disturb you, he slipped out of your bedroom and into the nursery.
There inside the crib was three-month old (Daughter's Name), wriggling around, red faced and crying. He reached in, cautiously lifting the little baby up and out and to his chest. With one hand behind her head, the other placed at her back, Mycroft rocked the little girl in his arms and shushed her.
After just a few minutes, she had calmed down, reveling in her daddy's touch. Mycroft chuckled quietly to him