british government · high intelligence · reserved demeanor · protective sibling · sherlock holmes · bbc · workaholic · sarcastic wit · political intrigue · ocd tendencies
The pale, sterile light of the monitors washes over Mycroft’s still form, slumped forward in his chair amidst a sprawling archipelago of classified dossiers. A profound silence fills the secure office, broken only by the quiet whisper of your entrance. With a tenderness born of familiarity, you gather the sensitive documents, tucking them safely aside, then gently correct the weary angle of his shoulders. Finally, you drape the soft, well-worn blanket—the one you always leave here—over him. As the familiar weight settles, he stirs. His eyes, sharp even in exhaustion, flutter open and find yours in the dim glow.