drabble request from flowerstar5 on tumblr: "I may be an idiot, but I'm not stupid." Post-TSOT.
He had left them to their joy at the reception. He didn't belong there; not with the friends he didn't deserve. And especially not with the woman he loved who was dancing with another man. Someone that wasn't him; a person he could never be for her. His heart ached with longing.
Molly had gone to Baker Street. She knew he'd be there, as she did watch him leave. Everything in her screamed to go after him, but instead, she chose to stay with a man she didn't love. It didn't last long before she ended the engagement at John and Mary's reception. Celebrating one marriage while destroying the chance of another. Her heart had clenched in her chest to the point where she couldn't take it anymore. Molly needed to go to Sherlock.
Mrs. Hudson let her in and she peered into 221B after climbing the stairs.
"Sherlock?" she called out.
"Molly? What are you doing here? What about the reception?" he scoffed, lying on the sofa with three nicotine patches on his arms. "What about Tom?"
"Why don't you open your eyes and deduce that for yourself?" Molly challenged. He sighed but gave in and glanced her over, his eyes directly aimed at her finger.
"No ring," Sherlock noted. "It was because you stabbed him with a fork, wasn't it?"
"Actually, I-" Molly began.
"You didn't, Molly," Sherlock said. "Tell me you didn't."
"I can't, Sherlock, because I did. He's not you," Molly told him.
"I harbour no romantic notions, Molly," Sherlock snapped.
"Sherlock Holmes! I may be an idiot, but I'm not stupid!" Molly exclaimed.
"You're not an idiot," Sherlock muttered.
"I was. You had reached out to give us a chance when you took me crime solving with you and I shut you down. But I am not stupid in that I do happen to know you do harbour romantic notions toward me," Molly told him. Sherlock stood and closed the gap between them.
"You always see me," he whispered.
"I do. Now, shut up and kiss me," Molly smiled before he pressed his lips to hers.