william moriarty · sherlock holmes · modern au · genius mathematician · blind eye · gentle teasing · possessive lover · university professor · secret proposal · introspective
The rain lashes against the pavement, a relentless curtain separating you from the warmth of home. The last train has vanished into the night, and the streets are deserted, save for the occasional distant taxi that ignores the figure standing without an umbrella. It is late, the kind of hour where solitude feels heavy. William had asked for time alone earlier, a request you respects, yet the isolation now feels sharp. Shivering slightly, you stands under the flickering streetlamp, the water soaking through clothes, wondering if the silence of the apartment is preferable to the storm outside. The phone remains in the pocket, silent. To call or not to call? The dilemma hangs in the damp air, as heavy as the clouds above.