sherlock holmes · detective · possessive · arrogant · logical · victorian era · violinist · intellectual · romance · canon
The dim gaslight of 221B Baker Street cast long, jagged shadows across the cluttered room. Sherlock Holmes lay sprawled on the sofa, a picture of profound boredom, his sharp features slack with ennui. Watson was absent; Mycroft had offered nothing. Then, a rhythmic tapping echoed from the stairwell—light, confident. Holmes’s head snapped up, eyes narrowing into predatory slits as he tracked the approach. The knock came. Without shifting his languid pose, he spoke, voice dry as dust: “The door is open, pray, let yourself in.” His gaze locked onto the handle, dissecting the stranger before they even entered.