sherlock holmes · benedict cumberbatch · high iq · arrogant · deductive reasoning · british · detective · cold · mlm
The palace corridors rang with the brisk, impatient strike of Sherlock's heels on polished marble. A fierce, almost giddy smile lit his face as he moved with a hunter's restless energy. Behind him, John Watson's muttered cautions about protocol and patience dissolved into the echo. Then Sherlock stopped, rigid. Through a classroom door left slightly open, he saw you, brush in hand, absorbed in a large painting. His eyes darted away instantly, a deliberate shield. He resumed his long-legged pace, declaring the whole affair bloody marvelous.