The Pet Names
Sherlock Holmes wrapped his arms around his wife’s waist as she rested on the couch in their living room. Molly Holmes had been having a bad cold for three horrible days. Their six year-old-daughter was sent to her favorite uncle Mikey as the couple quarantined themselves inside the house. Since Molly was pregnant with their son, Hamish, she did not want to take any medicine. Sherlock tried his best to make her comfortable.
Sherlock: I am sorry, ‘Love’. I wish I could bear all this for you.
Molly: (smiled weakly) Love?? Oh…God, do I look that bad, Sherlock?
Sherlock: (chuckled) Well, I have seen worse, Molly…But I believe it is the good time for us to start calling each other by some pet names.
Molly: Pet names? I thought you hate the idea.
Sherlock: (tighten his hold of her) Yes…to me, it’s kind of stupid but I know you ,of all people, love it. Go on, wife…what would you like me to call you?
Molly: (grinned happily) Em…I always wonder how it would feel if you call me ‘Muffin’, Sherlock.
Sherlock: Hm? Muffin?? Why, on earth , would you like to be called by the name of bread, Molly?
Molly: (chuckled) I am very sick here and you asked for it so go with me on this, Sherlock.
Sherlock: Alright, my ‘Muffin’, now answer me why this name so?
Molly: Because it’s one of your favorite edible things…don’t deny it, Sherlock. Grace always complains that you have never left her any of Mrs.Hudson’s famous muffins.
Sherlock: That little know-it-all…
Molly: And you? What would you like me to call you, Sherlock?
Sherlock: Well, how about ‘Gorgeous’ or maybe ‘Handsome’?
Molly: (chuckled) Very humble indeed, Mr.Holmes…you might also want to add ‘Sexy’ and ‘Dashing’ but no way, I’m saying them out loud, Sherlock. How about a simple ‘Dear’ or ‘Daddy’?
Sherlock: (placed a sweet kiss on her cheek) Anything will do fine as long as it makes you happy, ‘Muffin’.
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