Date: 2012-06-15 12:30 am (UTC)
the_government: (Brothers)
Mycroft waived his hand airily. "I suppose we could succeed at those if we cared enough to try. And I beg pardon, I've always been ridiculous? Where you prance around in flapping coats and too-tight shirts? Hmph" His voice is sharp, but a twist of his mouth and the twinkle in his eye shows he's making fun in jest.

He fingers the knot in his tie, still perfectly taut as always, the pin keeping it from slipping. He sighs, leaning back on the sofa, his hand returning to rest on his brother's shoulders- a point of contact, keeping them grounded together in physicality is doing wonders for their relationship so far.

"It is different. It matters. Why is this sentiment, why this one man matters to you above any other."

A thought occurs to him, and he looks at Sherlock quizzically. His brother had always flamboyantly rejected normality, pushing any human emotions out of his system. But this emotion...even though it pained him, his brother clung to. Much the same as he himself had clung to his wreck of a brother, even as the downward spiral of drugs turned him into someone unrecognizable.

"You haven't tried to quell this attraction using chemical means, though. That's...quite interesting."
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