"We can't share the bed again." Molly told him in a harsh whisper. She had gone two days without sleep now that they were pretending to be together, and one more she might just end up smacking him again.
"What? Why?" He asked as he broke out of his mind palace to look over at her brushing her hair at the little vanity in the hotel suite.
"You snore!" She shouted and he took a long look at her before seeing that she was over tired and in fact, over irritated easily.
"That I did not know. I'd be happy to let you stay here while I go out on a stroll. Get some sleep." Sherlock walked into their little bathroom and kissed her forehand.
"You said you needed me as a cover-"
"I need you in good health. Sleep now while I walk, then you can come with me to brunch. More ground work to check out the other guests." Sherlock told her and took the brush from her hand before making her stand and come with him.
"You still snore. Should see an ENT specialist." She mumbled and he made sure she was comfortable and safe before leaving.
As soon as he did, he took off on a round the block, through the park, deep in thought walk. When he came to his almost final conclusions, he decided to take his worry to John.
"Hey Sherlock dome already? Day 2 when you said it would be 3 days." John laughed on the other end when he picked up.
"Why did you not tell me I snore loudly?" Sherlock was out with it, turning back to the hotel and back to Molly. It had been almost an hour so he took his time.
"I figured the man who knows everything knew he had a loud snore." John told him, again laughing.
"Well I didn't. Believe it or not when I sleep, I actually am asleep so I don't know what I do. Molly's been kept awake for the past two nights because of it." Sherlock wondered if they should go to a lunch and he should find a ENT now.
"Well you're in Paris mate, I'm sure she's happy to have the view of the Eiffel tower."
"I left her in bed at the suite. She's dead on her feet, easily irritated and to be honest it makes me seem more romantic which is what we're going for." Sherlock rubbed the back of his neck. "Know any French ENTs?"
"I know an English bloke here... I'd start at the hospital." John recommended and Sherlock hung up and went on about doing just that.
After getting an appointment for the same day problem he was in front of a building and walking in easily. He got himself checked out, finding out he could have a mild allergy to the bedding he has been using and that was making his nostrils swollen and make a loud snore become his outcome. He took the advice of the doctor, stopping to get a hypoallergenic pillow and case, and breathe right strips and then he headed back to the suite.
She was still sleeping, on her front, hair everywhere, and a small breathing noise he would not classify as a snore came from her. It was really more of a heavy whistle.
He got his new pillow settled, checked the time and went over to wake her for lunch. "Molly... come on wake up." He shook her shoulder and rubbed her neck a bit knowing she was ticklish. She woke up jerking around and moving away from him, "Molly we have to make an appearance today."
"Ok." She whispered and turned over, her face was looking a ton better from this morning. No dark circles or bags forming. She was alert and as she sat up, he noticed her hair was knotted up again. "It's already past noon?"
"Yes. I decided to let you sleep some more, I went to an ENT as you suggested. Got hypoallergenic and strips for my nose. I'll they then out tonight."
"Really?" She looked over to his side of the bed and saw the new pillow that didn't match other things and she nodded. "Thank you."
"No need for thanks Molly. I wish you would have said something the first night I was keeping you awake." He told her and she rubbed at her eyes and sighed.
"Honestly I thought I could sleep through it if I was tired enough." She told him and moved to get out of bed. She was still wearing her shorts and tank top, and she went right into the bathroom again to check her hair.
Brushing through it again and encountering tangles, she made quick work of getting ready as she watched Sherlock pace behind her in the mirror. She shut the door when she got dressed, then rushed to get the expensive shoes on and Sherlock grabbed her waist as they walked around and then down the elevator they went.
He and Molly took to waiting for a window seat, gaining attention from the people they were there to watch.
"George and Emily." Molly nudged Sherlock and Sherlock smiled wide. "Join us."
"We'd be glad to." She pulled his hand along with her and he pulled out her seat.
"How was your evening?" Silas asked them and Molly looked down.
"Apparently I kept her awake all night and she needed to sleep in." Sherlock shot her a smirk, and Molly played along and blushed before looking away.
It wasn't long until Sherlock got the guy to bribe him into his business, and that's when Molly knew they could go home the next morning.
Tonight at dinner the guy would be arrested. Molly would be able to sleep again... and when they laid down, giggling just over how bad the coppers her in Paris were.
Sherlock was practically naked in his boxers and dressing gown. He was very comfortable with his almost nudity, which Molly found out when he walked out the first day when he stalked out of the shower with a short towel.
Molly on the other hand opted for leggings and a t shirt. Except for tonight. She was out of options and wore the little night gown she had brought. She laid beside Sherlock, smiling and happy with how everything turned out. He was in a rush, and he was facing her back.
"It was fun being on another case with you." She told him and he smiled back.
"Even with the lack of sleep from my snoring?"
"That might be why I'm so giggly now. Sleep deprivation." She deduced herself and Sherlock raised his hand and rubbed her cheek.
"Thank you."
She closed her eyes for a moment, and before she could fall asleep all the way he moved closer, cuddling her into his chest. She was sleeping peacefully until she heard him again.
Snoring. On his back. So Molly did the only thing she could. She went to the other room, called down to the concierge and asked for earplugs. Once she got them she pushed them in and went to lay with him again.
Only slightly hearing his snoring. But she slept the morning away with hm, cuddled deep and comfortable. When he woke up he noticed the earplugs immediately.
She would be getting a new box when they got home. Sherlock made sure of it. He liked sleeping with her, and he would be doing it a lot more often. Maybe he'd go to a couple more ENTs until the snoring was taken care of.