dating sherlock holmes was the furtherest thing from conventional.

he wasn't very touchy-feely. or sentimental. and you could swear his hands still shook whenever he kissed you.

and the first time he ever said 'i love you' was after both of you almost died.

so, yeah, not the most conventional. but he was trying. sort of.

like right now, the two of you were sitting on the sofa while sherlock was buried in some novel. fiction, it seemed, which surprised you. sherlock didn't exactly read for fun. there must've been some hidden motive.

"this doesn't make any sense..." he complained under his breath. his foot nudged yours. subtle, but affectionate.

you questioned him about what he was reading. you were curious, after all.

"It's-" he avoided your gaze. again, subtle, but he was embarrassed. "-a romance novel. i'm researching."

he was... attempting to learn about romance for you?

that wasn't what you expected.