You sighed and watched as your kids, once again, tried to get their father to play with them.
You watched as their little 4 year old frames stood short below his. You little twin boys.
They were tugging at his pants. "Daddy come play with us please?" They both begged, their eyes full of tears.
Sherlock was a good father, up until he went back to work. He d leave whenever he got a phone call and he wouldn't come home till late. When he was home he was always working.
Sherlock grumbled and gently shook them off. "I don't have time to play games." He said, clearly annoyed.
"B-But daddy," Your son William said while looked up at him.
"You never play with us." Your other son Scott said as they looked up at Sherlock.
"Maybe that's because I don't want to." He snapped, looking down at the boys. "Because I need to work to keep you here and feed you, would you like me to stop and we'll go live out on the street?" He hissed angrily and the boys whimpered.
They ran away crying. "Daddy hates us!" They yelled and slammed their door shut.
You could hear them sobbing, you knew that sherlock could but he was to focused on the case to notice. You frowned and went to check on them.
They were curled up in Williams bed, sobbing. You walked over and held them. "Mummy, why does daddy hate us?" They asked.
"Daddy doesn't hate you." You rocked them and they shook their heads.
"Yes he does, he never plays with us," William said.
"Or tells us he loves us," Scott added.
"Or hugs us or anything." They said and sniffled.
You frowned, knowing they were right. The last time Sherlock held them was when they were new borns, and they didn't remember it.
You kissed their heads and got up. "It's ok, I know daddy loves you." You hugged them and they whimpered and cried. You put them in their bed and told them it was time for bed.
They nodded and cried. You closed the door and frowned. "I love you guys, so much." You told them.
"We love you too mummy." They whimpered and you shut the door, you could still hear their sobs.
You were beyond furious with him. He had taken it too far. You went into your room and packed up a bag for the boys. You walked out and he glanced at you.
"What are you doing?" He asked, a bit bitterly.
"Taking the boys to see John. They need a father figure that will actually interact with them." You glared at your husband.
"What are you talking about?" He questioned.
"Listen." You told him and you were both silent and then he heard it. They were sobbing.
"Daddy hates us Scott." You heard William say.
"I know." Scott said and they both started sobbing again,
Sherlock froze before running around you to them. He stood at their door for a moment, listening to them cry, making himself cry as well.
He opened the door and saw your boys curled up to each other, crying. Sherlock let a few years roll down his cheeks as he walked over to them.
You stood in the door way and watched and he knelt down in front of them. "Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, giving a small smile.
They whimpered and curled closer together and Sherlocks smile faded. "I'm not gonna hurt you." He reached out to them and rubbed their backs.
That's when they broke. They ran to him and he hugged them tightly as they sobbed. "I love you both so much, never forget that." He told them and kissed their heads.
They curled up to him and sucked their thumbs as the calmed down, making you smile.
Sherlock brushed their curly locks out of their faces and smiled. "Cmon, go to bed and tomorrow we can play all the games you want, just us and mummy." He smiled and looked over to you as you walked in.
You nodded and knelt down to them and kissed your boys heads and kissed Sherlock.
"Daddy tuck us in and read us a story?" They asked and gave their best puppy dog face, their blue-green eyes just like his.
"Of course." He smiled and laid them in their beds and tucked them in, giving them each a kiss.
He sat between their beds and read them a story from their storybook, his soothing voice lulled them to sleep and he soon went and met you in your shared room.
"I'm so sorry love. I promise I'll do better, for them I swear." He said after pulling you close, his eyes peering into yours. "And if I don't you can yell at me and slap me until I do." He cracked a smile.
You kissed him softly and nodded. "Cmon, you've got a big day ahead of you." You chuckled and crawled into bed, having already changed.
He changed quickly and crawled in beside you. "Good night love." He murmurs. You lay your head on his chest and listen to his heart beat.
Right before you fall asleep you hear the door open and hear little sniffles. "Mummy? Daddy? Can we sleep with you?" Your twins asked.
Sherlock nodded. "Come up here guys." Sherlock says and helps them up onto your bed.
They lay on you and Sherlock and you both smile. Sherlock kisses all of your heads before falling asleep.
