So I wrote little one shots to my favourite ship songs. More soon (probably) :D


DEMONS BY IMAGINE DRAGONS

Don't get too close

It's dark inside

It's where my demons hide

It's where my demons hide"


Sherlock raised his head slowly, pulling his lips away from Molly's.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, his voice a monotone "I shouldn't have done that."

"What?" Asked Molly, confused, her hands pulling away from where they had been rested on Sherlock's waist. "I'm sorry, I don't understand."

"Just forget that this ever happened."

Molly's temper raised and she took a step away from him. "You expect me to forget you walking in my lab, confessing your love for me, kissing me and then saying oh just forget it! You can't do that without an explanation!"

"I meant it Molly." He confessed "I do love you. But I'm not right for you. You deserve someone better."

"You are better. Than all of them."

"But I'm not good for you. Someday I'll hurt you and that is unforgivable. I shouldn't have even said anything. I had a moment of weakness after years…"

"Years?"

He chuckled. "I've hidden it rather well haven't I?"

"Even though Tom?"

"Even though Tom. He was dull and naive and an idiot, but at least he was safe. He made you happy. I can't do that Molly. I don't know how. I'd screw it up."

"Is that why you've always been so distant? And cruel? Is this why you pretended you didn't know I was asking you out a few years ago?"

"Yes. I'm sorry. I knew long before I met you that I am not capable of being trusted with someone's heart.

Tears sprung to Molly's eyes. "Why now?"

"You are under threat and it's all my fault. Everything I did to protect you and now Moriarty could still hurt you. The thought of losing you… My will broke and before I knew it, I was here, telling you everything I couldn't."

"You stupid, stupid man!" Molly cried. "I could have every criminal in the world after me and it would be worth it to be with you." Her tears were running freely now.

"Molly…" He warned. She broke him off by pulling him down, and initiating a passionate yet loving kiss. Sherlock groaned against her mouth. After a few seconds he managed to pull away.

"I'm sorry." He said. "You know what I'm like, Molly. Selfish, unsympathetic, uncaring. I wouldn't ever want you to be in a relationship with someone like that."

"But…" She whispered, even more confused than ever.

"I'm so sorry I told you the truth Molly. It wasn't fair. And I'm so sorry, but I'm going to have to leave now before you convince me not to." Saying this, he turned on his heel and walked briskly away trying not to show how each step away killed him a little tiny bit.