Sherlock and Molly are living together in her flat but not married...yet
2 WEEK BEFORE CHRISTMAS
Sherlock sat on the couch in Molly Hoopers quaint little apartment. He was staring at the shiny ring that he was planning to give a Molly on Christmas Day. He was going to propose to her. They had been dating for over 2 years now, starting around the time of 'the fall' when Molly so graciously assisted him in faking his death. She came around the corner carrying a box full of Christmas ornaments and lights for their tree. Sherlock hastily stuffed the ring in his pocket and rushed to help her with the box. "Thank you!" She said as he took the box off her hands, "Let's start with the lights." they sat down to begin unraveling The stubborn lights. Sherlock leaned over and granted her a small peck on the lips. "Merry Christmas." He said smiling. "Merry Christmas, Sherlock." Molly said. "No, no, grab the end!" Molly said pointing to the end of the strand of lights. The only other time he had decorated a Christmas tree was last year, and he didn't retain the information, it was unimportant. "Like this?" Sherlock asked. "Yes, now unravel it as I put it on the tree." They walked over to the Christmas tree standing in the corner of the living room, and began to move in slow circles around it. Every once in a while Molly would squeal because a pine needle pricked her, but otherwise the tree decorating was uneventful. That evening after dinner, Sherlock sat in the room he and Molly shared staring at the ring once again. It would be the biggest romantic gesture he'd ever make, but he was absolutely sure about his decision because he loved Molly so deeply, and couldn't imagine life without her. They'd talked about marriage before and Sherlock had received Molly's hint that she was ready to get married. Soon, Molly's sweet voice interrupted his thought. "Sherlock, have you seen my slippers?" She yelled from the living room. "I think in the bathroom!" Sherlock yelled back. He heard a soft squeal indicating that she had found them. Sherlock decided it was time to get ready for bed, he put on his night clothes and slipped into bed, waiting for Molly. After about five minutes she finally appeared in the doorway and smiled at him, all curled up in the blankets. She walked over to her side of the bed and climbed in next to him. Of course Sherlock wouldn't have fallen asleep without her there, they had both grown accustomed to falling asleep in each other's arms. Sherlock smiled at Molly as she curled up next to him. They laid staring at each other for a while until Sherlock broke the silence. "I love you." He said. He had just then realized that he never truly said that to her. Sherlock knew that he loved Molly, but he had never said it. Molly only responded by placing her hand on Sherlocks face and stroking his soft curls. They soon fell asleep, Molly cradled in Sherlocks strong arms and Sherlock completely content with were he was and what he was doing. They were in love.
CHRISTMAS DAY
"Molly wake up!" Sherlock whispered into her ear. She opened her eyes and smiled at Sherlocks face hovering above her. He was anxious about the events to come, it was the first time Sherlock had been anxious since the fall and he didn't know what to make of it. So he turned his anxiousness into excitement and begged Molly to get up. He had hidden the ring in a small box nestled under the Christmas tree. Molly got out of bed and started towards the living room. When she got there she was amazed at the sight before her. She saw presents under the Christmas tree wrapped in neat bows. She recognized some of them as the ones she got Sherlock. "Don't worry, I didn't peek." He said. "Let's get started!" She said excitedly rushing towards the neatly wrapped presents. Once she finished with the presents, she spotted the small box hidden underneath the tree. "What's this?" She asked. Immediately Sherlocks heart began fluttering at a rapid pace. She picked it up and Sherlock took her hand to make her stand up. As she opened it, Sherlock beaned with excitement. Molly gasped when she saw the shiny ring sitting in the box and Sherlock getting down on one knee not a moment too soon. "Molly Hooper, will you marry me?" There was a rush of emotion in Molly's little heart. She couldn't speak, she only answered with a hug that nearly knocked him off his feet. "I love you Sherlock Holmes!" She squealed. After Molly calmed down she bestowed a meaningful kiss upon her new fiancé. They were both completely content and happy with each other, and couldn't wait to spend the rest of their lives together.