Sometimes Mycroft has a little brother. Other times, he has a little sister. He loves Sherlock unconditionally, but that doesn't always make things easy. Snapshots of Sherlock and Mycroft's life every three years from childhood up through canon.Nothing is perfect. Or maybe everything is perfect just the way they are. Maybe. Anyways. Sherlock is far from happy with himself and his life. He hates stuff but at the same time he doesn't want to change it completly.
The other reason why I want to say something about this one is because Sherlock does not feel himself as a man or a woman. He is something between, sometimes woman sometimes man. He just feels the way he feels and life goes there somewhere.
Yes. Thats it.
I really liked Sherlock like that. I also liked Mycroft because he never made a big fuss about it. He tought about it and made his own conclusion but in the end he let Sherlock be Sherlock and was there for Sherlock. And that is the most important. To be with person and let them be. Let just everything float there in the background, it just does not have to make any sense to you.
Just let everybody be who they want to be. Not complicated. Not at all.
Fuck. Another fic from taylorpotao. Have probably find another author next, just for change and all that. But none the less, you have to go to make them happy with comments and with kudos.
Thank you. ♥
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