"Sherlock! What's taking you so long?" You call out, irritated that your husband is taking longer than usual to get ready.
"Relax, [Y/N]. We still have plenty of time," he replies calmly as he walks into the room, wearing his usual trench coat and scarf.
"I just don't want to be late. John has been looking forward to this play date all day," you reply, referring to your 5 year old son who was named after Sherlocks best friend.
"Yes, I know," he replies, picking up the young boy before he kisses your cheek. "Shall we?" He questions, holding out his free hand for you to take. You smile as you intertwine your fingers with his.
It's been a week since your little John got to plays with big Johns little Sherlock. You find it absolutely adorable that they agreed to name their children after each other.
Instead of taking a taxi you both decide to walk, enjoying the fresh air. The smile on your face never leaves as you walk the five blocks to Johns place, glad to finally get out of the house to do something other than solve cases with Sherlock.
"Sherlock! [Y/N]!" John calls out, opening the door as he waves. You wave back as Sherlock nods in greeting. You walk inside and release Sherlocks hand, allowing him to place little John on the ground so he can go play with little Sherlock. You smile as they scream and laugh, running around the room.
You love these days.
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