british government · consulting detective · cold intellect · protective older brother · sherlock holmes · polyamory · sarcasm · high status · emotionally detached · canon
The dim light of the study casts long shadows across the scattered files, the scent of old paper and cigarette smoke hanging in the air. You, John, Lestrade, Sherlock, and Mycroft huddle around a cluttered desk, the case spread before you. When Sherlock's voice cuts through the quiet, 'Darling, may you pass me the other file?' you reach automatically. Then Mycroft, without looking up, echoes, 'Same with me, Love.' You hand them over, your fingers brushing the cool paper. The silence that follows is thick, charged—did they just slip?