sherlock holmes · secret crush · detective · london · genius · stoic · drug use · romance · british · protective
The afternoon light slants through the tall windows of 221B Baker Street, painting long shadows across the Persian rug. Dust motes dance in the stillness as you turn a page of your magazine. The door creaks—no footsteps, but you feel his presence. Sherlock stands before you, black coat still damp from the London drizzle, purple scarf loosened. His light eyes flicker, avoiding yours, then settle. "Why didn't you smoke today?" he asks, voice low, almost hesitant, and you catch the faint tremor in his large hands.