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My clever idiot part 9 [teenlock X reader]

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Just as you expected, there was Sherlock, leaning against the edge of the old, cast iron, school gates. What you hadn't anticipated was that he wouldn't be alone.

You took an extra moment to study the tall figure before you, just to make sure that it was defiantly Sherlock. It was him, which you already knew, but that only made the scene in front of you that much more surreal.

Sherlock; in a baby blue tee, with the letters 'NSSC' stamped across the front in neon yellow and, what seemed to be, atoms floating around it, with faded navy jeans and some kind of black sports shoes, had a dog sitting loyalty by his side.

It's coat was a beautiful reddish-brown, the fur long and thick, gently swishing in the light breeze of the chilly air. It's tongue lolling out to one side and tail swishing from side to side in a lazy pace. The dog sniffed the air and it's tail took on a faster rhythm, before it turned to look directly at you.

It really was a beautiful creature.

It gave out a loud, happy bark, tongue still lolling out, and it sprinted toward you. You couldn't help it, you let out a laugh as the dog reached you, prancing around your form like it had just found something of great importance. Your giggling contributed and the dog rubbed it's head against your leg.

"Looks like he already knows your scent." Sherlock chuckled.

You looked up from the canine, to see Sherlock standing directly in front of you. You closed the gap between you, the dog seemed stuck to your side like glue.

When you where directly in front of Sherlock you threw your arms around him, embracing him. His hands quickly came up to press on the small of your back, pulling you even closer, nuzzling his nose into the side of your neck.

After a moment Sherlock started peppering small butterfly kisses along your neck and jaw before finally reaching your lips. His mouth tasted of sweet tea and cream as it moved against yours. The kiss was light and ended much too quickly for your liking. Sherlock pulled back slightly, a smile playing across his lips, as he twirled a lock of your hair around his fingers.

"Hi." you breathed, smiling back.

"Hi." Sherlock chuckled.

It's was at that moment that the dog let out a bark. Sherlock turned, giving it an affectionate smile as he rubbed its head.

"Sorry boy," Sherlock apologized, before moving his gaze back to you, "This is my dog, Red-beard." Then looked back at the dog, "Red-beard this is girlfriend, (name)" Sherlock smirked and shot you a wink.

You let out a giggle at Sherlock's antics, as Red-beard gave a happy yelp and started running down the street. Once he reached the corner at the end of the road he turned back, to look at you and Sherlock, before letting out another bark.

"Come on" Sherlock whispered in your ear, as he released your waist and took your hand in his.

~~MCI~~

There was a small park about a ten minute walk away from the school. The park was pretty simple with a pond in the centre surrounded by a multitude of flowers and a few scattered picnic benches. Right at the edge of the park was a trail that wound it's way through the woodlands that covered a large area behind the edge of the park's boundaries. A perfect place for a quiet walk.

Red-beard darted from the trail, through the tree line, and back again, as you and Sherlock walked hand in hand along the dirt path. The forest trail really was beautiful, with thick vegetation lining rather side of the wide dirt track. Songbirds sang from high in the trees, small red squirrels scuttled up and down the trees in search for nuts to hide, as the bees and butterflies danced from one bright flower to another

As you walked you talked about the science fair, about Sherlock's prize winning presentation on 'the science of deduction'. He told you about how the judges thought that it was ridiculous at first, before Sherlock decided to deduced them and then started to explain in great length how two of the male judges were having an affair on their wife's, with each other. You let out a giggle at the thought of their horrified faces.

After about an hour you, Sherlock and Red-beard make your way back past the school and down towards Jill's-your home.

It was still weird to think of it as your home but at the same time you couldn't image home being anywhere else. For the first time since your mothers pasting you felt like you belonged somewhere: here, with Jill, Sherlock, Mycroft and all your friends. Thinking about everything that had happened to you since you moved to England, you allowed yourself, for the first time, to feel grateful that your father had sent you away, and maybe he had been right in thinking that this was what you needed.

~~MCI~~

Jill was out of town on business but would be back tomorrow night, so it was just the three of you. Mycroft had promised Jill that he would spend the night at the apartment and make sure you were okay. She had told you that he would be there when you got home from school.

So when you got to the house and found it empty, you were confused. Sure you had ditched violin practice to go to the park with Sherlock and Red-Beard, but you where still home at the same time as any other day.

Sherlock decided to phone him, and ask him where he was. Mycroft answered on the third ring and quickly explained that he had been dragged back into the office because of some sort of work emergency and asked Sherlock to spend the night with you, he had a feeling he would be tied up at the work all night. Sherlock readily agreed and Mycroft promised, more like threatened, to check in regularly until the situation at work was dealt with, before hanging up.

"Well then." You said as Sherlock placed the phone down on the coffee table.

"Looks like it's just you and me," Sherlock glanced at you from the corner of his eye, "for the whole night." He added with a wink.

You let out an exasperated sigh at Sherlock's comment, honestly only he could be so crude and feel absolutely no shame in the matter.

He shot you his best heart-melting sideways smile, and you couldn't help but smile back as he reach out and took you hand in his.

He quickly tugged you towards him by your hand, so your body was pressed against his. He wrapped an arm around your waist, as the hand that had been holding yours let go and moved to your chin, tilting it up and allowing Sherlock easier access to your mouth.

"It's just us," Sherlock whisper as he leaned in until your mouths were almost touching,"We're completely alone." His voice had adopted a husky tone, before he finally, finally closed the gap between your lips.

You lips had just barely touched when a loud, happy yelp came from beside you. You both looked down to see Red-Beard siting there, tail wagging and tongue hanging out as he stared up at you.

"Well, maybe not completely alone," you giggled, patting Red-beards head, and Sherlock let out a low sigh.
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