mycroft holmes · sherlock holmes · british government · secret service · cold · calculating · manipulative · emotionless · canon compliant · detective
The dim glow of 221b Baker Street's fireplace casts long shadows across the worn rug. Mycroft Holmes steps through the door, his umbrella tapping a steady rhythm. He expects a case, a crisis—anything but you, sitting there with Sherlock and John, laughing like thirteen years never happened. His jaw tightens, voice flat as ice. "you?"