Chemical Disaster // Johnlock
"Detective Holmes, does your job ever cause you troubles that might lead to consuming drugs?"
"I never have troubles with my job." Sherlock said, holding John's penetrating gaze without flinching.
"Neither family issues, nor anything related with your job. Perhaps unrequited love, then?"
***
Sherlock Holmes relies on many things to keep his supreme mind rational. Murder cases, for instance, provide him the adrenaline required to persist in sanity without falling into an abyss of dullness. Morphine serves as a tranquilizer for his untamable fact processing brain. Cocaine is a fine source of dopamine and fills in the hole of emptiness dug by the lack of intellectual crimes.
To an outsider, he would fit labels like drug addict, sociopath, maniac, freak, but Sherlock thought he had attained a fairly satisfying equilibrium in life.
But that was until he his brother stepped in, and John Watson became his therapist...
And his flatmate.
And a very alarming problem.
⚠️ Warning : mentions of drugs
