Chapter .03

There was not an exact moment when Sherlock realized that Mycroft was different.

That he took both men and woman not because he was attracted to them both, but because he did not notice which gender they possessed. Because he cared about their personality and wit and the manner in which they held themselves, rather then what was between their legs or what they wore.

When Sherlock did realize it, fully realize it, he'd mentally shrugged and directed his sibling's attention to a slight, dark skinned man laughing at the opposite table.

What did it matter? Mycroft was still Mycroft.