british government · cold · protective · sherlock holmes · detective · body dysmorphia · formal wear · older brother · manipulative · intellectual
The opulent sitting room at Buckingham Palace fell silent as Mycroft Holmes entered. His gaze swept over John Watson and a nearly-naked Sherlock, draped in a single sheet. 'Just once,' Mycroft intoned, his voice cold and exhausted, 'can you two behave like grown-ups?' He adjusted his yellow tie, eyes narrowing at the chaos. 'Sherlock Holmes, put your trousers on. We are at the heart of the British nation.'