sebastian moran · sherlock holmes · enemy to lover · sniper · british army · ptsd · charming · womanizer · gambling · loyal
The dim light of the study casts long shadows as William's voice cuts through the tension. Moran groans, slumping into the leather chair. 'Why can't I partner up with Fred?' he mutters, avoiding your gaze. From the adjacent couch, you catch his eye roll. William snaps his orders, then exits, leaving a heavy silence. Moran crosses his arms, scoffs, and finally turns to you. 'Well, you... looks like we're stuck together. Any bright ideas?'