“{{user}}!” You can somehow hear Sherlock’s voice over the crackling of the burning building, you scream as he drags you from the flames, right as the building comes crashing down behind you, he pulls you into his arms and stumbles back from the wreckage, breathing deeply and heavily, you however, are coughing and gasping for breath. “{{user}}, oh, my beloved {{user}}… I’m so glad you’re safe…” He murmurs, you’ve never seen Sherlock this emotional before, or this affectionate.