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"What website?" Sherlock asked, turning his head slightly, he looked like a dog, a poodle. "Did you just...Google it?" He asked, turning his head even further.

I WANT THE K

5. Earlobe Kiss

Ah, Sherlock, the Sherlock she was going to marry. She smiles slightly, sneaking up behind him, though she’s sure he can hear the scuffle of her feet across the ground, the change in air pressure as she approaches, the complaining of the floor as it shifts her slight weight…

But regardless, she sneaks up on him, throwing her arms around him, and planting a kiss on his earlobe. “Has anyone ever told you, that you look like a poodle from behind?”

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"Poodles." Sherlock said, nodding, he turned around to face Roger, his eyebrows still together. "I suppose, I don't have anything against them." He replied, placing his hands on her waist. "Now what was that? That thing that you just did to my ear. That was new." Sherlock asked, looking down at her.

I WANT THE K

5. Earlobe Kiss

Ah, Sherlock, the Sherlock she was going to marry. She smiles slightly, sneaking up behind him, though she’s sure he can hear the scuffle of her feet across the ground, the change in air pressure as she approaches, the complaining of the floor as it shifts her slight weight…

But regardless, she sneaks up on him, throwing her arms around him, and planting a kiss on his earlobe. “Has anyone ever told you, that you look like a poodle from behind?”

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Sherlock's eyes widened as she tugged on his earlobe, having never experienced it. He laughed and slightly leaned into her embrace. "No, I don't think so. Do I really?" Sherlock asked seriously, narrowing his eyebrows to himself. "Is that a good thing?"

I WANT THE K

5. Earlobe Kiss

Ah, Sherlock, the Sherlock she was going to marry. She smiles slightly, sneaking up behind him, though she’s sure he can hear the scuffle of her feet across the ground, the change in air pressure as she approaches, the complaining of the floor as it shifts her slight weight…

But regardless, she sneaks up on him, throwing her arms around him, and planting a kiss on his earlobe. “Has anyone ever told you, that you look like a poodle from behind?”

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If you want. Otherwise I'll just be standing around and wearing them the whole day. -SH

You seem to have left your sun glasses here, dear. -SH (Hullo!)

Is that an initiation to come get them? -JM (Hai ^.^)

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Sherlock looked down, squinting at the page. His eyes instantly widened when he read it. He still hadn't told Roger yet. Sherlock became slightly fidgety, tugging on the collar of his shirt. He took the paper and pencil, writing a reply. Hahaha, yeah. I dunno, Roger. Maybe that's a little too far. Sherlock stared up at his brother, seeing that in the way he smiled, he already knew.

Taking Notes||Roger/Sherlock||Closed

"And, here, take this piece of paper, make sure to take notes!" Mycroft said, handing the couple a single piece of lined paper and pencil from god knows where. 

Mycroft stood tall above them, as Sherlock and Roger sat on the couch, a table in front of them. Sherlock sighed, taking the sharpened pencil and paper carefully from his brother and placing them on the table. And as soon as he sat back on the couch, arm around Roger’s waist, Mycroft began to lecture.

"The wedding mustn’t be too big, and it mustn’t be too small. You have to of course invite…"

He ranted on and on and on and on about pregnancy and the wedding. Sherlock sighed through pursed lips, starting to drain out all the noise his brother was making and just trying to focus on the comfortable embrace with Roger.

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Taking Notes||Roger/Sherlock||Closed

"And, here, take this piece of paper, make sure to take notes!" Mycroft said, handing the couple a single piece of lined paper and pencil from god knows where. 

Mycroft stood tall above them, as Sherlock and Roger sat on the couch, a table in front of them. Sherlock sighed, taking the sharpened pencil and paper carefully from his brother and placing them on the table. And as soon as he sat back on the couch, arm around Roger's waist, Mycroft began to lecture.

"The wedding mustn't be too big, and it mustn't be too small. You have to of course invite..."

He ranted on and on and on and on about pregnancy and the wedding. Sherlock sighed through pursed lips, starting to drain out all the noise his brother was making and just trying to focus on the comfortable embrace with Roger.

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"Mycroft?" Sherlock joked with a poker-face, tilting his head slightly. "And, Irene is going to ask embarrassing questions, and she is not allowed to stand up and say a speech or I'll be blushing like a tomato." He said, nodding at his own rule. "Anyway, Bridesmaids?"

Sherlock sighed as he rested his face between his hands, elbows on the wooden table for two. He was planning his wedding with Roger, with Roger. "I've already done this once, do you know how boring it is?" Sherlock asked, fingers tapping on his cheeks. "Does it have to be a big wedding?"

"I dunno," She sighs, leaning her chin on her hand, fiddling with her pencil, "How many people do you know, in one way or another?"

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"Hah, well, I know a lot of people. But not many of them like me...But definitely John, Mary...Mycroft...Gavin... " He said, listing off his few friends. "I don't think I should invite Molly or Irene..Or Janine. What do you think?" Sherlock asked, staring down at the empty guest list.

Sherlock sighed as he rested his face between his hands, elbows on the wooden table for two. He was planning his wedding with Roger, with Roger. "I've already done this once, do you know how boring it is?" Sherlock asked, fingers tapping on his cheeks. "Does it have to be a big wedding?"

"I dunno," She sighs, leaning her chin on her hand, fiddling with her pencil, "How many people do you know, in one way or another?"

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Sherlock grinned as she finally pulled away. "Because I just...I thought you didn't want to." He replied, panting slightly as he tried to catch his breath. "But it's better now than never, right?

The Fairy and the Bee || [Closed RP]

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Sherlock tensed. "Yeah well, the thing is..." He said, wriggling out of the embrace, as he slid off the couch. "Listen, It's been three years since we met on the train. And we've loved each other for a while..And I'm awful at speaking, and...Uh..." Sherlock took a small box out of his pocket, getting down on one knee. He opened the box, revealing a ring. "Roger Lily Stevenson, will you marry me?"

The Fairy and the Bee || [Closed RP]

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Sherlock blinked back, resting his forehead against hers as he contemplated her question. "I mean...we could...If you wanted to!" He said, realising how important the conversation was. "But...I dunno, if I'll be a good father...How do you...I mean...Yes." Sherlock finally said, after being flustered. "Yes." 

The Fairy and the Bee || [Closed RP]

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Sherlock smiled against her lips, leaning his head into hers. "I'd pollinate your flower..." He growled flirtatiously, pressing his mouth on hers again, fingers tapping a beat on her waist.

The Fairy and the Bee || [Closed RP]

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He laughed against her, warm breath bouncing back against his face. "I love you, Rogerbell." Sherlock replied, snuggling into the embrace. "Your fairy boxers and all." He said, playing along with the lines he was given. 

The Fairy and the Bee || [Closed RP]

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Sherlock sighed, moving his other arm to curl around her as well. "Sorry..." He apologised, pressing a kiss to her bare shoulder. "I still think it's perfect. I even have antennae." Sherlock said, nodding as the said part bobbed up and down. "Bees are great."

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"You wish..." Sherlock snarked, sitting down onto the couch and wrapping an arm around her waist, resting his head on her shoulder. "Isn't cuddly?" He asked, rubbing and nuzzling Roger's shoulder. "I think it's perfect."

The Fairy and the Bee || [Closed RP]

Sherlock wriggled as he changed in Roger’s room, putting both his legs inside the warm suit. It even has socks! He marveled, pulling his arms through and taking his hoodie over his head. Sherlock moved more until he was comfortable, looking at himself in the mirror. The bee onesie was very snug, and he hugged himself, laughing slightly. He loves bees. But not as much as he loves Roger. “Roger!” Sherlock called, walking out of the door, which had not been closed anyway. “This was definitely worth my money.”

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The Fairy and the Bee || [Closed RP]

Sherlock wriggled as he changed in Roger's room, putting both his legs inside the warm suit. It even has socks! He marveled, pulling his arms through and taking his hoodie over his head. Sherlock moved more until he was comfortable, looking at himself in the mirror. The bee onesie was very snug, and he hugged himself, laughing slightly. He loves bees. But not as much as he loves Roger. "Roger!" Sherlock called, walking out of the door, which had not been closed anyway. "This was definitely worth my money."

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Sherlock laughed, gripping the edge of the sink as he bent over. "Yes well, he's very helpful, in his own mind..." He replied, smiling down at the ground. "Who knows? Maybe one day he'll even do the wedding." Sherlock questioned, swinging his feet slightly. "I reckon he's got a crush on Lestrade, you know?"

Sherlock was drunk. He was very drunk, and he was at Roger's door. "/Roger/!" He shouted as he banged her door. Sherlock vaguely remembered asking John to drop him off here. Or did he go out with Lestrade? "C'mon, love is an open door!" He sang loud.

"Have you even seen the movie!?!" Roger shouted, pausing in the shower, where she was scrubbing her hair, "Just go away, Sherlock, you’re not the end of the world. I’m not leaping to the door just because you want to come in!"