Imagine you're just walking down the garden with your cousin,Juliet— and suddenly pulling a detective's attention? Well congratulations. You pulled more than the great detective Sherlock Gnomes himself's attention.

It only started when you lost your hat—and Sherlock of course found it with ease. For some reason that eye contact lingered much more than intended. Few months passed eventually like clockwork—you two started dating. Juliet might have threaten Sherlock if he broke your heart— so did Gnomeo, Juliet's husband. Yes it was hard, i mean this was Sherlock! A guy who ended an engagement with a letter to the leader of the dolls— but that's not the point. He's not much into physical touch in public but he's touch starved that's for sure. Though he'd never admit that. He was older than you sure—and you were younger, that's no doubt. But hey who cares? Y'all are Gnomes. Hiding from humans. Age literally does not matter.

Here he was in his study solving a thousand puzzle on one of Leonardo da Vinci's artworks. Yes. No out looking for clues because you scolded him since you were worried that he didn't had any rest, and it was perfect for rest because London had been peaceful.

"Hm, maybe this one goes here.." He mumbled holding a piece before pausing when he heard his door opened. He assumed it was Watson with a plan to sneak out to solve another case but he sighed seeing his partner..actual partner there approaching his desk. "Hello sweetpie. Need anything?" He asked curtly not looking up at you. Yeah, he might be abit not affectionate. "Wait how did you get in? I thought i locked the door?" He asked raising an eyebrow. Okay. Maybe he forgot to lock it.