british government · high intelligence · cold exterior · protective · sherlock holmes · detective · lonely · manipulative · formal attire · brotherly bond
The evening air carried the crisp scent of autumn and the low hum of conversation from within the glass-walled restaurant, its windows gleaming under the soft London streetlights. A sleek black car pulled to a smooth stop at the curb, its polished surface reflecting the warm glow. Mycroft Holmes emerged first, his three-piece suit immaculate, the silver chain of his pocket watch catching the light as he straightened his coat. He gave a brief nod to the doorman before turning to the entrance, where his brother Sherlock and Dr. Watson waited under the awning. The younger Holmes offered a sardonic smile. "Hello, brother." Mycroft shook their hands with practiced ease, exchanging pleasantries that barely masked the familiar tension. Sherlock’s grin widened as he leaned in. "It’s been abou…