Sherlock goes undercover and brings home a surprise for his Molly
“Well…what do you think?”
Sherlock gestured at himself almost nervously, standing in the doorway of his bedroom. Molly gaped at her…boyfriend. God, he was her boyfriend. He and John were going undercover at some jeweller’s party to catch a diamond thief so she’d found him a nice suit to wear; he’d even agreed to wear the tie. Molly bit her lip as she stared openly at him, taking in his appearance from head to toe – he’d managed to tame his unruly curls and, well…his light stubble was the icing on the cake. He was starting to shift impatiently, tugging on his shirt cuffs. Molly, clad in one of Sherlock’s shirts, shook her hair out and coughed lightly.
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