Molly didn't rememeber much of last night except that she and sherlock where slightly tipsey and that they had been in a very comprimising position. The light danced off the curtains which woke her up, sherlocks seductive voice was something she just couldnt help but smile at.

'good morning sleepy head well should i say good afternoon' molly sat bolt upright.

'what did you just say'

'i said good afternoon' he repeated

she jumped out of bed and began to run to the kitchen when she stopped dead in her tracks remembering that

was not a home

lives with john

was wearing very little clothing

john put his hands over his eyes whilst sherlock tossed her his dressing gown he was slightly disgruntled by the fact that they had cut him out of the picture of them together on that days newspaper again. she quickly put it on and tried desperatly to start a convastation and break thhe awkwardness between all three of them.

'coffee anyone'

'black two sugars please' molly said

'i'll have the same to thanks' sherlock added

john stood up and left for the kitchen trying to find somewhere to work with sherlocks 'intriguing' experiments cluttering up all the table space. molly and sherlock shared an awkward glance, he sat down and actioned for her to sit on his rested her head on his chest and tried her hardest to match their breathing she was in heaven the sweet scent of sherlocks favorite aftershave from last night tingled her nose realising that she was humming to herself she got up abruptly and headed to get dressed. Brushing her hair she thought to herself do i look perfect she started to sob sherlock popped his head round the door

'how would some one as plain as me ever be with someone as amazing as you' she cried into his chest his perfectly cut chest. he held her close and wispered into her ear

' If I had to choose between breathing and loving you, I would use my last breath to say, I love you Molly hooper.'