Hey! I was thinking about how I was starting a new blog on tumblr and dedicated to that I decided to write some Sherlolly fluff about our two cuties moving into 221b together.
"Sherlock, you don't think we're moving too fast?" Molly asked as she carried a box of her belongs up to 221b, Sherlock also carrying a box in front of her.
"Course not Molly, we've been dating for four months and we both love each other.. Moving in is the next step, right?" Sherlock asked in return, stopping at the top at the stairs and looking at her concerned, afraid he'd gotten it wrong.
"Well yes but-"
"But what?" He questioned, cutting her off before she could continue, looking down at her with his big, sad, puppy dog eyes. He began to worry. Maybe she didn't want to move in with him, maybe he was just too much to live with.
"But normally people are at least a year into their relationship, sometimes even more, before they move in with each other," she murmured, watching as his shoulders slumped down as she spoke.
"Oh.." he mumbled sadly, "So you don't want to live with me.. It's okay.. If I was you I wouldn't live with me either.."
Molly's eyes widened as she realised what he thought she meant. "No no, Sherlock. That's not what I meant," she told him, putting the box down on the step and darting over to him. "Sherlock, I love you and I want to move in with you."
"But you just-"
"I know what I just said, it's just I've never gone so fast in an relationship before. It's not a bad thing though, in fact, it's the best thing," she assured him reaching up to peck his lips with hers.
Sherlock grinned putting down his box and picked Molly up, making her squeal, before lifting her into their flat, the boxes could wait.
After all, they were only getting started.