I gasped, running into his arms, hugging him tightly. He stiffened and I pulled away. "I'm sorry...I forgot."
He shook his head, looking down at me. "It's alright Molly." He stepped back after hugging me for a moment. "I'm sorry I haven't texted you in a few days."
I shook my head, looking down at my hands. "It's alright. John is still really upset." I looked up at him, trying to put on a puppy dog look. "Sherlock....I can't keep this from him."
He shook his head, sitting down at my kitchen table. "You can't tell him Molly. We can't risk it."
I sighed, sitting down in the chair opposite of him. "I know....And I'm really sorry. It's just so hard to watch him cry day after day."
He looked up, concern on his face. "He still cries?"
I nodded, looking down at the design on my table. "Mhm..."
He shrugged, tapping his fingers on the table. "You just went to see him."
I looked up, then looked down at myself, trying to see what he was, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't.
"I can't stay for long. If Moriarty's accomplices find out I'm still alive, everyone is dead, including you."
I felt my heart drop, and I got up. "Would you like some tea while you're here?"
He looked up at me, nodding. "Why not?"
I nodded, going into the kitchen. My heart was beating fast, and I leaned against the counter top. Just the thought of dying because I helped save him scared me. But I knew Sherlock would keep me safe, like he has been doing. Keeping guards posted outside my apartment...Making sure someone is always checking up on me. I never knew he cared that much, but then I guess John is getting the same treatment.
I shook the feeling of jealousy off of me, preparing our tea. Bringing it out to Sherlock, I noticed him standing by the window, his hands crossed behind his back.
"Here's your tea, Sherlock." I said, holding out his tea to him.
He turned around, nodding thankfully, and taking it from me, our hands briefly touching. I pulled back, blushing slightly. I sat down on the couch, my body sinking into the cushions. Closing my eyes and resting my head back, I began to hum softly.
"Don't do that."
I opened my eyes, seeing Sherlock standing above me. "S-sorry." I stuttered, then closing my mouth. I saw a smile tug at the corner at his lips before he walked around to the chair across from the couch.
"It's distracting. Sorry for being so blunt...I'm trying to work on that." He shrugged, taking a sip of his tea.
I nodded, sighing again. "I know you are, I can tell. You didn't read me today, I was quite suprised."
He laughed, deep and sexy. "Well I wouldn't be too suprised. I did read you, I just didn't say it out loud."
I shrugged, then looked back up to him. "What did you read? I'm always interested on what you think of me."
He threw a list of words to me, basically telling me I looked terrible, like I hadn't slept for days, and that my body looked like it was shutting down.
I shrugged. "I mean, Sherlock, you're asking me to keep the biggest secret from John. Of course I'm going to seem run down."
He shrugged, getting back up from the table and started to pace. "I know this is a huge responsibility Molly, and I thank you for doing it. But I have to tell John. It's been three weeks, and he's still upset."
I nodded, anger starting to bubble up inside me. "Why didn't you tell him right away Sherlock?! I've been the one he has been leaning on. Do you know how hard it is to see him so broken?"
A flash of an emotion crossed his face, but it was gone in the blink of an eye. "It's his fault he can't get over it. I don't understand why he's so attached to me." He looked at me, a bored expression on his face once again.
I groaned in frustration, shaking my head. "Just tell him Sherlock. Please." I looked at him, trying with all my might to convince him.
Suddenly, a sexual moan emitted from his phone. He quickly pulled it out, reading the text. "I can't tell him, Molly." He said to me, standing up. "I have to go. Irene Addler is in town."
I felt a pang of jealousy in my chest, but shook it off. "Alright...Just." I sighed, looking down at the floor. "Be careful."
He looked back at me, popping his collar up. "I will be." He nodded, and then he was gone.
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