Prologue
Love is weird.
No. It's a hurricane. It comes with little warning and it wrecks you, leaving only few places untouched. And sometimes, it would come back and make everything worse.
Sherlock Holmes didn't understand that love was like that. He thought it was bland and stupid. It wasn't really complex to him.
When he was six, he'd asked his parents what love was and got explained that it was when two people simply cared for each other very much.
When he was eight, Mycroft had said that there was no such thing as love.
When he had turned thirteen, a girl from his school had kissed him and told him that that was love.
On his fifteenth birthday, he knew what love was. It was beautiful and cold and hard. It was like examining an ice sculpture that would make you wish for warmth, but you would still stay, because you were so enticed by its beauty. It was hard and it didn't give comfort, but it gave you an image that it was there, when it really wasn't.
That was love. That was the love Sherlock experienced, that made Sherlock believe love was just as simple as that. Love was heartbreak and deceit.
That was love, before something changed. That was love, before he met John Watson.
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