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They made their way into Baker Street and the rush of energy they had just hours ago seemed to have dissipated completely as they sat next to each other on the sofa, neither of them bothering to remove coats or scarves. “I didn’t think it would take quite so long to solve your murder,” Molly said with a yawn.
“Murders,” he corrected, shutting his eyes. This seemed as good a place as any to catch his rejuvenating nap. He leaned back against the back of the sofa. “The lover we discovered this morning is dead too, remember?”
“Forgot,” she mumbled as she yawned. “I’m rather brain dead at the moment. It’s been a very long time since I’ve stayed up all night.” She leaned back into the sofa as well. “I should really head home.”
“You’re in no condition to travel,” he said. “You can take the bed in John’s old room. He left it.”
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yes.” He paused for a moment. “Or you can stay here with me while I try and get the optimal amount of rest.”
“Can I put my head on your shoulder?” she asked with a smile.
“If you insist,” he replied.
“I do,” she said with a nod before doing just that. After a moment he leaned his head slightly so his head was resting against hers. They would probably wake up stiff and sore if they stayed in this position too long, but for now, he supposed it was nice enough, and that was his last thought before sleep swiftly and suddenly overtook him.

Cause an amazing tumblr user made this fic: you can read the rest here: archiveofourown.org/works/4547…

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They made their way into Baker Street and the rush of energy they had just hours ago seemed to have dissipated completely as they sat next to each other on the sofa, neither of them bothering to remove coats or scarves. “I didn’t think it would take quite so long to solve your murder,” Molly said with a yawn.
“Murders,” he corrected, shutting his eyes. This seemed as good a place as any to catch his rejuvenating nap. He leaned back against the back of the sofa. “The lover we discovered this morning is dead too, remember?”
“Forgot,” she mumbled as she yawned. “I’m rather brain dead at the moment. It’s been a very long time since I’ve stayed up all night.” She leaned back into the sofa as well. “I should really head home.”
“You’re in no condition to travel,” he said. “You can take the bed in John’s old room. He left it.”
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yes.” He paused for a moment. “Or you can stay here with me while I try and get the optimal amount of rest.”
“Can I put my head on your shoulder?” she asked with a smile.
“If you insist,” he replied.
“I do,” she said with a nod before doing just that. After a moment he leaned his head slightly so his head was resting against hers. They would probably wake up stiff and sore if they stayed in this position too long, but for now, he supposed it was nice enough, and that was his last thought before sleep swiftly and suddenly overtook him.

Cause an amazing tumblr user made this fic: you can read the rest here: archiveofourown.org/works/4547…