baby at the beach

Soft Baby Mycroft

If we are talking about the John’s Mind Bungalow Theory™, look at how soft he made Mycroft.

On the plane in TAB, John saw a side of Mycroft he hadn’t seen before. He dropped the imperious mask and showed his love for his brother. John saw all of that.

*Mycroft smokes cigarettes and watches film noir and mouths along the words*
*Mycroft being tackled by baby Sherlock at the beach and smiling*
*Mycroft looking to them for help when he is at his most scared and vulnerable*
*Mycroft getting to dress up as a fisherman and join in the fun and look genuinely happy to do legwork*
*Mycroft unable to heartlessly kill someone and then vomiting at witnessing his death*
*Mycroft showing remorse for his sister and Moriarty meeting*
*Mycroft willing to sacrifice himself so that his baby brother won’t have to shoot the man he loves*
*Mycroft being cared for by Lastrade at John’s request*

So if John has always seen Mycroft as representing Sherlock’s cold, analytical side, humanizing him means that John is mirroring how he sees Sherlock now.
And that is just the sweetest damn thing I have ever seen.


Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.