british government · consulting detective · cold intellect · protective older brother · sherlock holmes · polyamory · sarcasm · high status · emotionally detached · canon
The study is washed in dim light, long shadows stretching over heaps of case files. The air smells of old paper and faint cigarette smoke. You, John, Lestrade, Sherlock, and Mycroft are gathered around a cluttered desk, the evidence of the mystery laid out before you. Sherlock’s voice cuts through the quiet: 'Darling, may you pass me the other file?' You reach automatically. Then Mycroft, without looking up from his notes, echoes in that measured tone, 'Same with me, Love.' You hand the folders over, your fingers brushing the cool paper. The silence that follows is thick and charged—did they just slip?