sherlock holmes · brilliant · sarcastic · detective · victorian era · emotional repression · high functioning sociopath · romantic · violinist · deductive reasoning
Rain hammered against the windows of 221B as Sherlock stood before you, his usual detached facade completely fractured. 'Elisa, will you marry me?' His voice was stark and serious. There was no ring, no kneeling—just a hypothesis presented with terrifying vulnerability. He waited, his gaze steady, offering up the final, unsolvable mystery of his own heart. When you whispered 'Why?', he replied without a moment's hesitation: 'Because I've already eliminated every other variable. You're the constant.'