OUR TINY MOMENTS

#1 TINY HUGS

Hi! So here starts off our next little journey with little Ezra from Mine & Yours! This collection will be filled with sweet little moments in time with the family and their friends after the reunion in the third/final chapter of M&Y but of course, you don't really have to read that to get what's going on. Most of it will just be cute little fluff that can be read on it's own. So I hope you enjoy it.

Feel free to leave suggestions of things you would like to see. I will need them. Today, I needed a little cheering up so I thought why not get this ball rolling, FINALLY!

much love,

day

Sherlock looked down at the little boy who seemed to always been standing close enough to him to warrant his attention. He never minded it, usually waiting for him to utter a small whispered question or exclamation to usher him in the right direction. He needed guidance as much as he believed Molly when she tried to tell him that he was doing just fine with Ezra.

He was still unsure of a lot of things. Ezra and Molly had been teaching him much yet he still felt like there were many things that he still needed to learn. One thing for sure was that he could tell the younger boy's different faces. He shared a lot in his face, from the way he would gnaw down on his lower lip when he was worried or unsure. Or the way he seemed to look around when he desperately wanted to do something but had no clue if he was allowed to do it. There were so many expressions that the boy held that Sherlock had kept a log of them in the tiny room in his mind palace that held all the little things that he loved along with him.

There were key memories in there that he held dear of just the two of them and even a few of their third addition to their close knit group housed in this quaint flat.

He blinked away the thoughts as he focused on Ezra and the way his eyes shifted from the television as they sat on the floor, he was looking towards the hallway where Molly had headed not too long ago after coming home. She had pecked him on the cheek before trudging that way. She hadn't come out since.

Sherlock had known that she had had a horrible day at work, but Ezra was worried. He imagined that he didn't understand that it wasn't anything that he had done that put his Mol in a state of mopiness. She was just tired and irritated with the way the day had gone for her. She had smiled brightly when she saw her two favorite boys sitting on the floor watching telly in their pajamas.

"Lock, why's Mol stuck in her 'oom?" He posed the question while pulling on his Lock's dressing gown. It was a forest green one that Molly and Ezra had picked out for him for Christmas. It had been wore several times lately. Especially when Ezra was around.

Sherlock placed his hand atop Ezra's messy curls and mussed it up a little as he smiled. "It's not you. Mol just needs a little time to rest but I bet if you showed her how much you cared about making her feel better, she wouldn't be sad anymore."

Ezra's eyes had been dim for a time as he tried to work out what exactly he wanted to do. "Mol likes hugs right?"

Sherlock was quick to nod, vigorously as he righted himself. "I have a very reliable source who told me that she loves them. Especially when she gets them from a boy who is this tall," His hands move to over the space that he knows fits where Ezra would be if he was standing next to him and not on the ground as he continues, "and who she adores more than anyone in the world. Even me, I bet!"

Ezra giggles loudly, quieting down when he sees Sherlock place a hand over his lips but he's smiling at him. "We have to be quiet. Okay?" He mutters above as he shuffles Ezra down the hall and into the room where Molly just sat down on the bed. She looks to have just gotten out of the shower and is now in more comfortable clothes. No more sensible shoes, her hair is damp and beginning to curl a little but swept to the side.

A towel sits on her shoulder as she moves to turn only to blink when she sees Sherlock and Ezra peering at the doorway. "Well, hello." She smiled a little at the two as Ezra steps towards her just as quiet as he had been when he filtered through the corridor without her noticing.

Sherlock stands by the doorway and watches as Ezra whispers something only quietly enough that Molly could hear then he wraps his tiny arms around her neck and clings to it. He watches her peer across at him but says nothing as she holds him close to her and smiles warmly mouthing something close to his ear before picking him up and placing kisses on his neck and cheeks as he giggles.

"What was that about?" Molly asks him later when the three of them are lying close on the bed in her room - their room, nowadays. Ezra lays between them.

"He wanted to cheer you up. Seems he has that same sense of worry when something seems off as someone else I know." He's smiling at her and Molly just shakes her head at him.

Molly says nothing at all about it but looks down at the little kid nestled between the two of them and smiled brushing his hair away from his face as she kisses his brow. He stirs lightly but doesn't wake up. Molly knows he worries about a lot of things. Mostly, that he'll wake up and that he won't be with them again. Both Molly and Sherlock had promised to never go through that again. Their still working on the paperwork but it should go through soon.

Sherlock reaches for Molly's hand over Ezra as to not to startle him or cause him to wake up. It is nearly midnight now and he's been awake for far too long. His fingers lace through hers quickly as he shifts and presses his mouth to her knuckles. "He does give the best hugs." Sherlock mutters as he pulls his mouth away from her hand and scoots over so that he becomes more of a human shield than a man trying to casually lean over and express the smallest amount of affection for the two most important people in his world in this moment.

"I know." She tells him. "Thank you for sharing him with me."

Sherlock tries to bite back the word but it comes out before he can contain it from slipping through his lips. "Always." He's as much hers as he is his. No matter what anyone else might say. Ezra chose to shine his little light between the two of them. They appreciated that more than he probably knew.

The trio soon fell asleep, tiny smiles on their faces as they huddled close embracing in their own fashion.