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Benedict!Sherlock

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221B Baker Street

You were sitting on Sherlock's chair, typing away on his computer.

It was around one a.m, and you were pulling an all nighter on a case that you were determined to get dismissed. You were a lawyer- and you and Sherlock knew each other for years.

It was only recently that he had asked for your help and Sherlock asked for you to stay over for help with a murder investigation.

But other cases of your own awaited.

Timed tickets passed and toy finally hear footsteps clunk up the stairs, only to hear a dull thud.

You frown and stand up, walking to the top of the stairs.

With a gasp, you rush down the stairs and yank up Sherlock's arm- who had face planted himself onto the stairs.

"Uhhhh!" He moans and you grab hold of my by his collar and slap his in the face. "Ow!"

"Get it together!" You pull his arm over your shoulder and slowly walk with him up the stairs.

"Ssstop it! I am capable of doing self!" You lift an eyebrow.

"You're so drunk!" You push him onto the sofa and his flops back, blowing his hairs away like a child.

Pulling a cup out, you fill it with water and sit next to him. "Drink." You say firmly. He shakes his head. "Drink, or I'll make you." Sherlock shakes his head and sticks out his tongue.

Pulling open his mouth, you try to pour as much water down his throat as possible, but he throws the cup onto the floor.

You slam your foot down and yell, "Go to you room! If you act like a child, you'll be treated like one!" He stands up and crosses his arms, stomping into his room.

You hear it slam and take a deep breath, focusing back onto the computer riddled with files.

Suddenly, you hear Sherlock retch, followed by a groan.

You rush into the bathroom and see Sherlock slumped on the wall.

"I... I'm sorry [Y/N]... I was... rather strongly intoxicated." You hold out your hand and he laces his fingers into your, pulling himself up.

"Come on... Let's get you some water and into bed." You help him sit down onto his bed and make your way back to him with a glass of water. He was already lying in bed, in his pajamas and grabs the water of you.

"Thank... you [Y/N]." You nod and Sherlock downs the glass.

"I'd better go..." Almost getting up from his bed, you feel a hand on your shoulder.

"Stay..." Sherlock says and you smile a little.

Sherlock places his arm around your shoulder and you lean on his chest. He wraps his other arms around you. "You're taking care of me... Thank you." He says and you stay silent.

You could feel the beat of Sherlock's heart and you pressed your hand onto his chest.

Both of you nodded off, until in the middle of the night, you hear banging.

Curious you follow the noise into the bathroom, Sherlock's head over the sink.

"Sherlock!" You gasp and place you hand onto his back, rubbing him. "You need plenty of water and rest. Please... go back to bed." He nods and push his hair away from his face, slowly walking to his room.

He lies down and you pull the covers over him, pressing a kiss onto his forehead as he drifts off to sleep.