[Sherlock BBC series]
Sherlock Holmes x male!oc
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"You know there are 171,146 words in English Vocabulary, but your Name is my absolute favourite."
"What? Why? My name is literally the most boring name ever."
A neurosurgeon started living with a hot, adorable detective, and the two developed this love-hate relationship. and not being aware that they had been changing each other's lives for the better.
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Jacob's main priority that day was to find a decent flat to live in after his brother kicked him out. Nobody knew how or why his brother, all of a sudden, abandoned his dear baby brother.
Jacob was just a normal human being; he became a neurosurgeon at the age of 29, and that's all he was proud of, being the youngest neurosurgeon in Europe. Yeah. Boring. Anyway.
Finding a place to live is not easy, I assure you. But when he was about to give up on his flat hunting, an angel must have heard his prayers, because a lady helped him and offered him a space in her flat at 221b.
Flatmates were something Jacob disliked. He doesn't like living with strangers for some reason. However, when he saw the person who was living in the flat, his mind changed, and he took the room without a second thought.
That person was Sherlock Holmes himself, the High-functioning Sociopath, a consulting detective, and a chemist at St. Bartholomew's Hospital.
Not everyone likes Sherlock when they met him, some would call him a "show off," or a "freak," and many other negative names that is not appealing to our ears.
All I can tell you is; Jacob was not one of them. He had a reason why he took that room, and seeing Sherlock wasn't just a coincidence, there was something more that that.
⚠ TW : swearing, (because Jacob likes to cuss). mental abuse. eating disorder.
[Sherlock x Female OC]
The thing is, there is an empty, gaping hole at the base of John's throat where his overwhelming guilt and periodic bouts of torturous grief used to be. It would be so easy to... to be angry and punch a hole through the wall, through the foam of his pillow -- drive his fist through Sherlock's heart. But he remembers; in the most tragic and inopportune of fashion, remembers how angry he had been when Sherlock had jumped, how furious he had been at his funeral, and how it hadn't stopped him from breaking down at his grave nonetheless.
The thing about his anger is this: it does nothing but leave him behind in the end, a bundle of nerves and frailty in his bones and an unsteady sway to his gait. It does nothing at all, but reduce marginally the constant, suffocating oppressiveness of his days bleeding into one another with a burst of adrenaline.
The thing about his anger is this: it doesn't give him back Sherlock.
So he gets a new flatmate- a woman named Holland. They were great friends at school and in fear he would be lonely again after Sherlock died he started to meet up with her, and soon, she moved in with him. They're just friends, though. No one could have a bond with John like Sherlock did. Sherlock was his best friend.
But then Sherlock returns, and John is more furious than ever at him. Also, Sherlock and Holland seem to bond quite well, which is something Sherlock finds too complicated to explain itself.