"You're home early." She said, with her back turned to him as she wrapped the tinsel around the middle of the tree, making sure it was sitting right before returning to the box of decorations that she had placed on the table.
"How was the case?" She pulled out a long train of silver tinsel and began to continue her decorating while Sherlock ranted about how tedious his recent case was.
"..It was obvious the daughter had done it, no one noticed the pack of cards." He stated, collapsing onto his chair once he removed his scarf and jacket, hanging them in their usual place behind the door.
"Only you would notice something like that, Sherlock." She mumbled, tucking an end of tinsel onto a branch and making sure that it wouldn't fall off.
"Where is John?" She asked, finally turning around to
"It's not fair because you tricked me!" You crossed your arms over your chest and huffed as he grabbed your hips gently and pulled you closer to his heater like body.
"Awww, come on babe, it's just one little kiss." You glared at him again seeing that same smugness. It's not like you didn't want to kiss your smoking hot boyfriend it was just the fact that there was an audience waiting to see it as well. You turned your glare to the 'audience' and tried to get them to leave only to be rewarded with smirks and cat calls.
"Oh come on (Name), you guys did worse things in public!" You shot Kim a death glare as she squeaked and hid behind her boyfriend Jared for protection. Oh, you'll get her later, she'd better be ready too.
You huffed again and sighed giving up and deciding to just kiss him already even if there was an audience looking at your ev
Your caring friend Petra had caught you taking an idle nap when you were supposed to be cleaning, snoring soundly. You admit to doing such an act, explaining that the winter breeze made you sleepy. Now you were debating with yourself whether or not should you lie down for five more minutes, or to deem Petra correct. If Levi were to catch you like this, god knows what kind of heavy punishment he has in store for you.
Rendered defeated, you swung your feet to the ground and rose from your sitting position, lifting your hands above your head for a long stretch. You picked up the abandoned broom off the floor and began sweeping the wooden floor. When Petra was sure you were going to continue your duties this time, she left with a sweet smile and a small nod.
As the broom's individual straws swayed back and forth, you began humming, humming a small tune. You remembered not where the tune was from, or why you wer