"Love doesn't end, it just has boundaries... And we passed them long ago.". John Watson, a kindhearted and loyal boy, meets Sherlock, a arrogant high-functioning sociopath, who changes his life forever. Sherlock is confused by the close friendship that is steadily growing between the two, and can't bring himself to end it. Soon he can see their relationship is changing, rivalry crumbling away to reveal true, pure, and heartfelt love. John, on the other hand, is hit the hardest by this change, his low self confidence making him blind to Sherlock's advances. Will their love for each other, or more importantly, the foundations of their friendship, survive the onslaught of disproval? Will the homophobic comments wriggle it's way through the cracks in their tolerance and turn their feelings into ash that can blow away at the slightest breeze of doubt?
Sherlock Holmes is not a very social man. He's a consulting detective and the only one in the world, so by the process of elimination, that makes him the best. However, being such a detective doesn't leave much time for friends, or even romance. Well, until he meets John Watson.
John Watson is a soldier who has just returned from war. He has a psychosomatic limp and he misses the war, even if he doesn't care to admit it. Naturally, when the possibility of sharing a flat with the world's only consulting detective arises, he jumps at the chance and instantly befriends the strange character.
But it friendship the furthest that Sherlock and John are willing to go with each other? Or is the world-famous detective deducing new things about himself?