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The Calm Before the StormSherlock sighed as a creak from the staircase leading up to 221b betrayed Mycroft’s arrival. Seconds later the elder Holmes brother strolled into the flat not trying to hide his distain. Sherlock walked from his broken windows and grabbed his violin on the way to his chair. His brother clearly wanted him to take a case he was to lazy to take care of himself, and once he got unbearable Sherlock planed to drive him out with some Bach.The Calm Before the Storm by DragonHaven42
Mycroft sat in the chair opposite him and Sherlock felt a twinge of annoyance. That was John’s chair.
“It seems like living with John Watson is doing you good.” Mycroft said looking his brother up and down.
Sherlock narrowed his eyes and waited for his brother to speak again, to reveal his attack of the day.
“You know that your safety is my highest priority.”
Sherlock rolled his eyes, “Can we skip your frankly alarming show affection and get to the part where you offer me a job, I decline, and you leave?”
Sherlock's Second MoonSherlock looked over to where John sat glowering in his armchair. Minutes earlier the flat had rung with their shouts, an extensive and rather pointless argument about John being stupid and “who glues his flatmate’s favorite jumpers to the ceiling and lights them on fire?”Sherlock's Second Moon by DragonHaven42
The detective was not sure if or how he should apologize to John and instead hovered in the kitchen. It was the day before his second full moon as a werewolf and he was nervous, and when he was nervous he tended to lash out. He did not want John to move out, not that he would ever admit it. To his cautious relief John did not seem angry enough to leave. Yet.
Sherlock’s phone beeped with a text from Angelo, “Come by the restaurant tomorrow.”
Sherlock left the flat hours latter and got a cab to the mill where he had been bitten. He took a key from his pocket and rolled it impatiently through his fingers. Raindrops pattered lightly on the roof of the cab as Sherlock bit his lip. He wa