Take Care
Sherlock and Mycroft x little sister!reader, John x teen!reader
Requested by Anonymous
Synopsis: you get a startling diagnosis that turns everyone around you overprotective
Warnings: cancer, mentions of death (no actual death)
“She…she has what?”
John looked up from his newspaper at the sound of Sherlock’s distress. He had picked up a call from Mycroft and answered with the usual bored disdain, but after listening for a moment he had sat up rigid in his chair.
“I see,” Sherlock went on. “I’ll be right over, I…oh. Yes, alright.”
“What was that all about?” John asked as Sherlock put the phone down. After a moment, John thought he wasn’t going to answer, but finally he spoke, his voice dazed.
“What? Oh, Y/N, she’s…Mycroft is bringing her over for a bit.”
“Is she alright?” John asked hesitantly.
“I…no. I don’t know,”
“Sherlock this is ridiculous, what’s wrong? You’re worrying me.”
You had become quite the regular at Baker Street, sleeping over there almost as much as you stayed with Mycroft, your legal guardian.
“Y/N…she has cancer.”
“She what?” Surely he had heard wrong.
“Mycroft took her in for an appointment, routine check up, that’s all, but…” Sherlock swallowed, and didn’t finish.
“How…I mean…” John wasn’t sure how to ask about the severity.
“I’m not sure,” Sherlock said finally. “Mycroft didn’t say much.”
“Hey Sherlock!” To say Sherlock was surprised when you came bounding into 221B like nothing was wrong would be a severe understatement.
“Hello,” he greeted hollowly. You stepped past him to bring your bag to your room, and Sherlock turned to look at Mycroft.
“She knows?” He asked quietly, and Mycroft nodded.
“I believe she doesn’t want to talk about it.”
“How bad is it?”
“They said they aren’t sure about the outcome. They want to start treatments as soon as possible, and it all depends on how she responds to it. All we can do is make sure she gets enough rest and water between visits for now.”
“Alright,” Sherlock sighed. “Then we do all we can do.”
…
“Where do you think you’re going?”
You looked up at Sherlock with a frown.
“Just for a walk.”
“No you’re not,” he responded. “It’s time you took a nap.”
“Gee grandma, you first,” you scoffed.
“Y/N, don’t be like that,” John insisted.
“You guys really aren’t gonna let me take a walk?” You glared at the two men, who didn’t waver an inch. “Fine,” you groaned, brushing past them to your room and closing the door.
…
“Drink.”
“I’ve had like four glasses of water today Mycroft, I’m not thirsty.”
Mycroft gestured to the glass in front of you insistently. You rolled your eyes and took a sip.
“Finish that, and then you should take a nap.”
“I’m fine.”
“He’s right,” Sherlock chimed in from the sofa.
“Since when do you two agree on anything?” You scoffed.
“Since now.”
You glared at Mycroft.
“You can’t lay off for one afternoon?”
“No.”
“Ok, I’ll nap on one condition; you let me go to Christie’s later, she wanted to study together.”
“You’ll take a nap either way,” Mycroft responded.
“Wanna bet?” You challenged.
“No, because I don’t have to. You’ll do as you’re told.”
“John, a little help?”
“Don’t look at me,” John raised his hands. “I’m with them.”
“Could you guys stop treating me like this for two seconds?” Your tone rose with your anger.
“Like what?” Mycroft’s resolve hadn’t changed.
“Like I’m an invalid!” You shoved past your brothers and slammed the door to your room.
…
“She won’t answer.”
“I know that,” Sherlock griped at his older brother.
“Should we pick the lock?”
“She’d kill us.”
“Well, she’s worrying me, she’s been in there for a while,” Mycroft pulled out a lock pick and got to work.
When the lock clicked, he called out a warning.
“We’re coming in if you don’t open this door!”
Silence.
Mycroft pushed open the door, and sighed in relief when he saw you on your bed, a book in your lap and headphones in your ears. You looked up in disgust.
“Privacy much?” You growled as you pulled your headphones out of your ears.
“You’ve been in here for too long, and you wouldn’t answer when we knocked,” Mycroft insisted.
“Why won’t you leave me alone?”
“Because we need to talk,” Sherlock came to stand by your bed.
“About what?”
“About ‘how we treat you’,” Mycroft sighed.
“Alright, talk.”
“You know why we do it,” Sherlock insisted.
“Yeah, because you’re nosy control freaks.”
“Because we’re worried,” Mycroft corrected.
“You shouldn’t be.”
“That’s a load of crap,” everyone turned in surprise when John entered the room. “You know full well why they’re scared, and you are too. There’s not much we can do, alright? The only things we can do is make sure you get your rest in between treatments, and try our best to take care of you. So that’s what we’re doing.”
You were silent for a long moment.
“I-I just…” the tears in your eyes were perhaps the most surprising because it was the first time your family had seen you cry since the news came. “I don’t want to spend what could be my last few months just…resting. Wasting time, relaxing, and-and-“
“Hey,” the sternness in Mycroft’s tone shut you up immediately. “These aren’t your last few months. That’s what we’re trying to ensure by keeping you rested, and able to fight this.”
“We’re not letting you die, understand?” Sherlock lowered himself to meet your gaze.
“Ok,” you choked, and you were relieved when John stepped forwards and pulled you into his arms.
“You’re going to be ok,” he promised.
You smiled.
“Thank you.”
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A Break Down of ALL (some) John Watsons across the vast Sherlock-verse
wonder if this a sign of my four personalities (that was a sign of the four joke)
also, disclaimer: THIS IS NOT ALL WATSON. THERE ARE TOO MANY ADAPTATIONS AND ID LIKE TO KEEP MY REMAINING SANITY PLEASE
my camera roll gets absolutely destroyed by these posts tbh. this is how much I love you guys (and the validation u give me)
Book John Watson
source: the books. duh.
john’s the mustache guy ^^
this is the best version of John Watson. I will take no rebuttals.
he’s like… bbg. idk how to explain it
he’s lowkey adorable. He’s just like: “oh my bestie Sherlock solved another case… I like to write”
he is also like… lacks self-awareness SO much
in THOTB he like… gets excited because he misunderstands a thinly veiled insult
precious precious man
“Elementary, Joan Watson”
source: Elementary (2012-2019)
girlboss. straight girlboss. when I grow up I wanna be like Joan Watson in elementary
elementary itself, as a show, is so-so (and certainly not the best one) but I liked Joan
her character arc is also pretty cool tbh
also… fashion icon. straight up. she predicted the checkered sweater look. she did that.
BBC’s Watson
Source: BBC’s Sherlock (2010-2017)
this is just a sassier version of the original stories
like, he’s still a precious, precious, cinnamon roll, her just happens to know how to use a gun
john and his banter 100% makes the show better. and he’s the more emotional counterpart of Sherlock
and I am very biased towards Martin Freeman. that much is very valid, I think.
Watson but make it
✨A Gnome✨
source: Sherlock Gnomes, the sequel of Gnomeo & Juliet that no one asked for
i mostly added this as a joke…. and I’m sure fans of that series with RDJ or something are steaming over this but it humored me
Watson in this movie…. is a girlboss. total girlboss.
like he outsmarts SHERLOCK. unrealistic, sure, but queen behavior nonetheless
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