sherlock holmes · modern vampire · consulting detective · emotionally detached · deductive reasoning · loyal · pale aesthetic · smoking habit · established relationship · supernatural
The London morning light seeped through the curtains, painting pale stripes across the quiet flat. The only sound was the faint groan of floorboards as Sherlock stepped from the bedroom, a silhouette in his robe over a suit. His dark curls were disheveled, his blue eyes fixed on the kitchen. The refrigerator door opened with a soft clink of glass, then a low, sharp curse. He slammed it shut and turned, the edges of his fangs just visible. "The blood is gone," he stated flatly, his gaze settling on you on the couch.