COMPANY
Well hello again guys. So this isn't exactly a continuation of the previous part of our little universe here but a prequel of sorts. I got prompted on Tumblr by potemkinx to write some kidlock with Sherlock and Molly "looking at the stars" and as I've already shown previously that they do do that together later on that I only found it fitting that I show you how they met. It's sweet, I think. Anyways, I hope you like it. Let me know what you think, please. – day
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It was a loud night within the home of Mimsy's and the small girl with the pig tails and the bear dressed as a doctor with a lab coat and a stethoscope that she had found in one of the old toy chests downstairs was careful to move about the halls trying to find a room that wasn't so overly crowded by the other kids and even less noise. Her eyes were barely still opened because of how exhausted her little body had gotten from the day.
She didn't find it too hard to slide along the wall with her teddy in her hand, she was quiet enough that no one really noticed her as she moved around. She found herself on the fourth floor soon enough. It was quiet, surprisingly and a bit dark. It should have made her want to go back to the loudness of the people below but something about it was comforting. She would be happy to be able to sleep for a little while.
Her tiny hand touched the wall as she continued on until she found the first door and she turned it, hoping to find something good. Her eyes were straining a bit more now but she stood as tall as she could upon opening the door and finding a candle lit on a desk in the corner.
She stopped short of the happiness that filtered through her form when she saw the figure sitting on the windowsill turned in the direction of the view. There were stars out tonight. He was older, she realized as she stood in the doorway staring at him. She couldn't really see his face but there was something rather familiar about him.
"Are you going to stand there all night?" His voice was rather rough yet quiet but it alerted her that he did know she was there. The squeaky doorknob had been to blame for that. "You can use the bed. I'm not going to use it." He continued as she just stood there unmoving, unsure of what she was supposed to do.
A part of Molly wanted to ask him how he knew that she was eager to sleep. However, there was even bigger part of her that wanted to know what he was doing up here. So, she moved into the room fully and shut the door behind her and quietly moved in the direction of the window where she was sitting. "Do you like the stars?" She asked him shortly when she was close enough that he would be able to hear her.
"No."
"Then why are you looking at them?"
"I'm not." He said, turning slightly to look over the girl who had invaded his thinking time. He had read about this technique in one of young master's large books that he wasn't supposed to have nicked but he had for at least an hour. They hadn't even known it was gone.
Molly opened her mouth to argue with him when it was clear he was looking out the window where the stars are very visible. "I was thinking, the window was just better to look at than this dreary room."
"Oh." She nodded.
"Do you want to look at them?" His offer was puzzling to her, when he had just told her that he was interested in them at all. "You asked about them so it seemed like you wanted to have a glance at them."
Molly just nodded as she scooted closer to the window and to the strange boy with the dark locks of hair. She could see a little but there wasn't much for her to see with him nearly encompassing the majority of the area. Before she could ask him to move over a bit she felt a tug on her arm and she was being lifted up next to him and put in a new space of that was newly vacated by his legs. He folded them in front of him, his hands hovering over his limbs as he looked towards the window though she wasn't sure if he was actually looking.
"Thanks." She told him quietly after a moment as she looked at the dark sky with the glittery white bursts of stars flitted across it. It was really nice to look at. She left out the part where she felt a bit happier albeit sleepily that it was nicer with company even for a little while. It didn't really happen often enough for her but, this was nice. He seemed nice enough to allow her to share his space.
Sherlock looked over at the small girl who clutched the tiny bear in her small arms and soon drifted off to sleep against the side of space. He reached out to make sure she didn't fall after a few moments.
He had decided that it was alright if she came up here again. At least she didn't talk much...now. It wasn't long before he grew weary of holding her up with his arm and decided to move her over to one of the beds that was up here that wasn't ever used. He dumped her in the biggest one and moved to back away but after a moment, and lack thereof other beds that would be more comfortable or large enough he deposited himself next to her with a little space between the two of them.
He didn't sleep though. He just kept his eyes closed, and enjoyed the slight warmness that came from the tiny form lying next to him on the mattress. She was useful in that moment, he concluded with a lazy smile on his face. He was content.
