A/N: This one's also rated K+. Established Sherlolly fluff this time. Enjoy!
It's the day before Valentine's Day, which for some reason is known as Galentine's Day, and Molly is off with her friend Meena and Sally Donovan and Mrs. Hudson and several of the other women she works with at St. Barts having drinks and ogling male dancers at Forbidden Nights. He smiles fondly, remembering the night he was dancing there whilst undercover and Molly was there for a Hen do and nearly had a coronary when she recognised him.
She comes staggering home well past midnight; he's up reviewing case notes on her laptop and gladly assists her in disentangling herself from her handbag and coat and shoes. A tipsy Molly is an adorable Molly, especially in her red and pink dress.
"Love you, Sherrrlock," she slurs as he tucks her under the covers. Her pyjamas are red and pink too.
"Love you, Molly," he replies, leaning down to kiss the tip of her nose. Her eyelids are drooping and she yawns a gin-laden yawn before turning on her side and he smiles as she falls asleep.