This time you could not only hear but feel his chuckle as well, the sound reverberating through your body from where it made contact with his, “I’m serious Sherlock.”
He pulled away from you, taking his warmth with him to your dismay, and placed a hand on either shoulder to look at you with a sudden intensity, “I did your morning puzzle. I hardly think that’s cause for anger of this degree or you being reckless by going out in a snowstorm. What’s really bothering you?”
Your angry expression fell into a frown, “I just like to do Sudoku in the morning, Sherlock.”
He shook his head, “It’s more than that. Tell me.”
You sighed, “I just… I want to keep my mind sharp because I worry that one day you’ll lose interest in me because I can’t keep up with you.”
One hand moved to your cheek, “No one can keep up with me, darling.”
You pulled away from him and started to walk back towards the flat, “That’s just it, Sherlock, I know there’s no way I can keep up with you, so how long is it before you discard me like all the other things that you think dull? A month? Two? A year?”
A few strides of his long legs and he was in front of you again, “God you’re an idiot. You are not and never will be dull to me, (F/n).”
You scrunched up your face and pushed past him, climbing the steps to the flat and swinging the door open to step through it before shutting it in his face. You were a good way up the stairs when the door opened again and Sherlock slammed it before coming after you, yelling, “If you would just wait a one minute (F/n)! Nearly everyone is an idiot. You know that.”
The noise had caught John’s attention and he came to see what was going on just as Sherlock grabbed your arm roughly and you turned to yell at him, “You’re right. Everyone is an idiot to you, Sherlock, at least some of us try to be more but in the end it’s never enough is it?!”
He opened his mouth to yell back but your face dissolved into such unbridled sadness that instead he used the hand on your arm to pull you to him, wrapping his arms around you, “It is enough (F/n). You are enough. You’re an idiot but you’re my idiot and that will never change.”