I can't kiss you for ten minutes while you're sitting.It's uncomfortable."He tugged on her wrist, "Well sit here then," he said, indicating his knee, "It's practical and appropriate for a woman to sit in her romantic partner's lap, isn't it?The smirk grew to a grin when Molly tried to pull back, but Sherlock caught her wrist and whined, "we have ten minutes allotted for the good-night kiss and that barely took up ten seconds!""Yes, well, we're usually standing in front of the door to my flat.Thankfully, John had chosen to take advantage of his upgraded clearance status to drive right up onto the tarmac instead of parking outside the airport.Sherlock was going to need more substantial support than his current companion could provide."It really wasn't his fault, John," Molly Hooper said apologetically as she struggled to support Sherlock's weight.
John was looking for biscuits when heard a faint chime."Molly! Molly immediately checked the watch on her wrist."Oh! He likes to keep to schedule on our dates." Molly gave him a smile and walked back towards the seated detective.
""Quite," Molly said happily as she settled on his knee.
It became obvious they hadn't done this before as Sherlock shifted a bit more than his injured leg would necessitate.
John smirked as he watched Molly lean over and give the man a peck on the lips.
Leave it to Sherlock to schedule the good-night kiss.
How, John Watson wondered for the thousandth time, did he end up with such nutters for friends?