A/N(1): Second 221B drabble focusing on the word Violin this time. Reviews welcomed. There will be more drabbles to come.
The violin, the violinist, the melody; when Sherlock plays his Stradivarius, it seems these three components blur together. After a month of cohabitation it quickly became obvious to me how much Sherlock treasured his instrument.
Out of all of his self-professed flaws, 'playing the violin when thinking' was one of the least irritating even when I was woken at ungodly hours of the morning. (This happens less often since I invested in a pair of earplugs.)
When Mycroft visits, he normally cradles the violin close, occasionally plucking at the strings whilst glaring daggers at the man he claims 'practically is the British Government'. His brother in turn sits in my chair and twirls his umbrella as he smirks back. It is frustrating as I generally get the feeling that they're having a conversation telepathically.
More than once I have wondered what life would be like if my flatmate had chosen to become a professional violinist. He clearly has a remarkable gift for music as well as deduction, however those thoughts are usually followed by the realisation that had Sherlock pursued music we would have never met. Without a doubt he could have been a famous musician and composer, but personally I am grateful that he chose to become the world's first and currently only consulting detective instead of the next Bach.
A/N(2): Hope you enjoyed this, there will be more. Anyway since you've read this far why not take a minute and review below. I'd love to know what you thought and feel free to suggest other words for me to use, or how I can improve. :)
