Sherlock had finished a case a few weeks ago, a three at most, and there haven't been any since; No murders, no robberies, no missing persons. Nothing. He was bored out of his mind, not even shooting the wall helped. So he decided to head out to Bart's
Molly Hooper was sitting in her lab, looking down a microscope at some blood samples when she heard the door open.
"Hello Molly, I'm bored." Sherlock said as he sat across from her
"Hi Sherlock, look I'd love to help but I'm a bit busy so not right now."
Taking off his coat and scarf he stood and walked over beside her. 'She looks beautiful' he thought as he watched her adjust the lens.
He loves her, he knows that. She's smart, kind, and she Always told him out. He knows she has feelings for him, its obvious. But he also knows that he could never be the kind of man she deserves, he isn't good with relationships or social prod a calls, so he's never said anything about his feeling and ignores hers.
"Molly."
"Yes, Sherlock?" She turned her head away from the lens to look at him.
"Would you like to go to lunch with me?" He asked locking there eyes, staring at her.
"I'm sorry Sherlock, but I can't, I have a lunch date."
"A date? With who? Why?"
"Yes a date, with someone I met online, and why? Because I can. Why do you care?" Her tone slightly irritated.
He looked down at the table contemplating what to say. 'He didn't want her to go out with someone else, he wanted her to himself.
He spoke barley above a whisper,
"Because I love you." He looked back at her. Her expression shocked, yet relived. She stood up and walked closer to him, barley any space between there bodies, there eyes flickered from each others lips back up. Molly closed the distance of there lips and connected lip and a gentle kiss. Sherlock pressed deeper opening her mouth and exploring it with his tongue, Everything they ever wanted to say or do was poured into that one kiss. But soon enough the need for air came and the separated staring at each other once again.
"I love you too, Sherlock.