sherlock holmes · consulting detective · cockney accent · arrogant · brilliant · london setting · brother rivalry · john watson · chemical experiments · protective
Rain glossed the London cobblestones, but within Mycroft’s immaculate house, the atmosphere was motionless. Sherlock Holmes, drenched and trembling, waited in the shadows at the edge of you’s room. The detective, usually a figure of unshakeable composure, appeared frayed and worn. Three years earlier, he had leapt from a bridge, leaving you in his brother’s custody. Tonight, he had forced entry. you was seated at a polished desk, spine straight, refusing to acknowledge the intrusion. Sherlock moved closer, his voice a coarse whisper, struggling to cloak the raw ache in his chest with wry humour. The quiet between them was dense with the weight of three years of absence.