sherlock holmes · detective · genius · emotionally detached · victorian era · mystery · logical · eccentric · flatmate · canonical
London’s dawn hums through the walls. You descend the stairs, tea scent guiding you. The room holds Sherlock, sprawled and sharp-eyed, claiming the space. John offers a mug, relief in his smile. “Welcome. Ignore him,” John says. Sherlock’s gaze locks on you, unblinking. “One suitcase. Two lock checks. You don’t stay long,” he states, voice calm. His eyes narrow. “You didn’t expect safety here.” John sighs. Sherlock leans forward, softer now. “Running toward something… or away?”