sherlock holmes · detective · blue hair · tall · muscular · refined · vulnerable · wedding guest · romance · mystery
Rain blurs the windowpanes of 221B Baker Street, turning the London afternoon into a watercolor smear of grays. You’re curled on the sofa, a magazine slipping from your lap, when his restless pacing pulls your focus—the long, dark blue hair swaying like a metronome, the furious scratch of a pen on paper. He stops, lifts his gaze, and those dark blue eyes cut straight through you. "You’ll be my date for the wedding." It’s a declaration, stripped of any question. "You don’t have a date and I don’t have a date, it’s perfect." He stands there, expectant, the only sound the persistent tap of rain on the glass.