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Sad Kids

Summary:

Mycroft can't help but wonder if everything he has been doing was for the best.

Notes:

The write-up is inspired by songs I loved so much I had to write about them. The artist is someone I enjoy listening to.

In this chapter there are 3 songs.
In order of appearance
*Sad kids - Munn
*Flashbacks - Zach Hood
*Aftermath - Vaultboys

I know its messy but I don't know if my writing is any good, but I truly hope you enjoy it and if you see any places in which I could improve it please inform me. Your opinion is always welcome.

I don't think I was able to capture the brothers character well in the story, but I hope you enjoy it as it is.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: ONE

Chapter Text

He had just gotten back from the office when suddenly someone knocked on his door. He didnt think he forgot anything at work

To his surprise, he opens the door only to see Sherlock there.

"How can I help you, brother mine?" He asks, hiding his surprise.

"May I come in?" Sherlock ask

"I am even surprised you knocked Sherlock."

"May I?" Sherlock asks, ignoring his statement

"Sure, it's not as if you ever needed or wanted my permission." He said, stepping aside for him to enter.

He closes the door behind them, takes his jacket off, and sets it on the rack. Sherlock does the same, which also came as a surprise to Mycroft as his brother usually did things to get on his nerves.

"Not that I don't appreciate your presence, brother mine, but what do you want? I am rather exhausted. "

"To talk", Sherlock replied simply.

"I'm sure the good doctor will lend you a listening ear."

"Not with John with you."

"Make it fast then; I'm listening."

"Can we take a seat? It will be a long conversation except if you send me away after learning of the topic of conversation."

"Ok, can I please go upstairs and refresh?" he asks, expecting Sherlock to either say no or leave.

"Sure, I'll wait," he replied, surprising Mycroft. Sherlock never waits for anybody and suddenly is willing to. What can be so important, he thought.

"You will?" he asked to confirm.

"Yes, take your time." he said, walking into the living room.

Mycroft walks upstairs to his room to shower, but he couldn't help but wonder what was so important that Sherlock, who was incredibly impatient, was willing to wait on him.

About an hour later, he walked into the living room with two glasses and a bottle of whisky.

He filled both glasses offering 1 to Sherlock.

"So, brother mine, what do you want to talk about?"

Sherlock takes the glass and trucks all the liquid in it at once.

"Need a refill?" Mycroft asks with his eyebrows raise

"No"

A few minutes of silence passes between them, with Sherlock thinking about how to put whatever he wanted to talk about. Whatever problem was bothering him, he seemed to be hesitating about bringing it up.

"I don't have all night, brother, and I can't read Minds."

"What happened to us?" Sherlock asks without looking up at Mycroft.

Mycroft doesn't answer as he had never expected this question from Sherlock. It seems he took a long time to respond before Sherlock added.

"We used to be so close, but now we have settled on this current relationship between us. We don't talk anymore, except when it's to argue and sometimes it seems to me like you'd rather have a different brother."

"One that's not me."

He could see the Sadness on Sherlock's face as he didn't try to hide his emotion.

It hurts to see his brother broken like this, and knowing he was the one that broke him made it worse.

He couldn't tell Sherlock the truth as only two things could happen if you did. He loses his brother forever or makes his brother do things he had always wanted him to do.

And sitting here looking at Sherlock, he knew he could get him to do whatever he wanted even if Sherlock didn't want them.

Sherlock would do them, trying to make him happy and improve their relationship. So it's settled on lying to his brother. It wouldn't be the first time, but before he could say anything, Sherlock looks up at him and asked him what he could only see as an absurd question.

"Do you not love me, Mycroft?"

"All I need is an answer, brother, and I will walk out that door, and you and you won't have to do with me any longer."

He was surprised his brother thought he did not love him. Yes, sometimes he indeed wishes Sherlock was not his brother, but that was not cause I didn't love him. It was simply because it's not for his brother had gone far from brotherly. 

If Sherlock wasn't his brother, he could do whatever he wanted to him, but then again, if Sherlock were not his brother, he would not have learnt to love him either. 

He could not possibly tell your brother that. 

"Don't be as absurd, Sherlock. I do love you, brother mine."

"Then what happened, Myc?" 

He was surprised to hear sherlock call him that again after so many years.

"I needed to protect you from my work. I had just started working and didn't want you ever to be used against me."

"I needed to change, and you didn't understand that, which in turn led you to think I was judging you and your decisions."

 Sherlock stands up with a look of disappointment on his face. 

"If you would lie to me, Mycroft, you should put effort into it." he retorted.

"I'm not lying, Mycroft." replied

"I don't know where this sentiment is coming from, but I am being utterly honest with you." he added, trying to sound convincing.

"Yeah, I'm not a fool, Mycroft. Even if you would like to think that."

"You did not have to lie to me to protect my feelings, but seeing as you had to lie, I guess that's all the answer I need." 

"You don't have to lie that you love me, Myc. I know how hard it is for you. From now on, you don't have to keep that facade up."

"I won't cause you any problems again. So you can go on with your life without worrying about me."

"Goodnight, brother mine." Sherlock said, taking his coat and walking out the door before Mcrroft could stop him or say anything.

Mycroft sat in the same spot for the whole night, wondering if that was the right choice. He wanted to go after him and clarify the entire issue, but he held himself back.

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For two months, Sherlock kept his word. He didn't get into any trouble and kept away from Mycroft. He only saw him when he was watching the surveillance tapes or on the news.

The sound of his phone ringing interrupted him from the work he was doing. The caller ID stated Dr John Watson.

“Mycroft Holmes.”

“What happened between you and sherlock.”

“Good morning Dr Watson. What are you talking about? I have not seen my brother in a while.”

“Exactly, Sherlock has been in a foul mood for about two months now, and you have been a ghost for about the same amount of time.”

“Not that I appreciate your usual intrusion, but you suddenly disappearing, especially with the state sherlock has been in, is a surprise with your constant worrying for sherlock well being.”

“I don't know what you are talking about, but if you wanted to know what happened between my brother and me, why don't you ask him.”

“I have been trying, but he would not budge. The closest I got was last night when we went to the pub, and all he said when I asked about you was, ‘You won't be seeing him again.’”

“So what makes you think I would tell you anything, Dr Watson?”

“I didn't expect you to. I just had to try.”

“Goodbye, Dr Watson.” he said, ending the call and not bothering to wait for a reply.

The moment the call ended, he called his assistant to cancel all his meetings for today. After passing the message across his phone, dings informing him of a message from Dr Watson.

 

 

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Whatever is going on between both of you, fix it before it's too late. I am worried about what he might do. - DJW

 

He opens the video file to see sherlock walking up the stage in what seems like a bar. It was obvious his brother was drunk. He could hear the voice of the detective and the doctor in the background.

“What do you think he is doing?” the detective asks

“I don't know, but I am making a video to show everyone.” Dr Watson replies

Sherlock takes the mic preparing to sing. Mycroft was surprised cause sherlock rarely sang, and it's been over 15 years since he last heard sherlock sing.

 

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It's everything you did

And everything you still do reminds me

Everything you do it reminds me

Why I love you, and I wish you loved me the same

I wish you did the same

Like we were kids, again

 

The way you did when we were

Kids, yeah that's all we really were

Doing what we thought we had to do to make it work

 

Didn't know how to start

But we promised we would love another

Never break their heart

 

Sad, yeah that's all I really am

Put myself together try to learn to love again

 

Not that simple yeah, I tried

Pick the pieces up, but they scatter out in time

 

Looking back on better days

Never makes me feel alright like it used to

Make me feel alright like you used to

 

When I was happy and

I knew you loved me the same

I wish you did the same

Like we were kids, again

 

The way you did when we were

Kids, yeah that's all we really were

Doing what we thought we had to do to make it work

 

Didn't know how to start

But we promised we would love another

Never break their heart

 

Sad, yeah that's all I really am

Put myself together try to learn to love again

 

Not that simple yeah I tried

Pick the pieces up but they scatter out in time

 

Time

Time

 

But they lied

Yeah they lied it's not like that

 

Time

Time

Ohhh

Time

 

Kids, yeah that's all we really were

Doing what we thought we had to do to make it work

 

Didn't know how to start

But we promised we would love another

Never break their heart

 

Sad, yeah that's all I really am

Put myself together try to learn to love again

 

Not that simple yeah I tried

Pick the pieces up but they scatter out in time

 

Time

Time

 

But they lied

Yeah they lied it's not like that

 

Time

Time

Ohhh

 

I needed more

Time

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Watching the video, he finally understands how much he hurt his brother. He decided to listen to the audio file before searching for his brother. He played it only for sherlock voice to come up again this time.

“I miss when it was just me and my against the world.”

“What are you talking about, Sherlock?” Dr Watson ask

“Not that I don't enjoy what we have, john, but sometimes I miss my brother.”

“Why are you missing him? It's not as if he is halfway across the world.”

“He might as well be, cause I ruin everything by confronting him.”

“What do you mean?”

“I asked him if he ever truly loved me, and he lied straight to my face. It was even a really convincing lie, you know.”

“We used to be so close. I don't know what I did wrong to lose his love and trust.”

“I am sure you are just exaggerating, Sherlock. Your brother loves you.”

“No, he doesn't. He does an excellent job of pretending he does.’

“I am sure you are just reading into things.”

“No, I am not. You don't know how we were then. Now it's like he has to be a good brother, so he is.”

“Every time I have flashbacks of my childhood, I feel sad and try to think about what went wrong.

“He was every to me, and then suddenly he changed.”

“You should sleep, sherlock. We will talk about this tomorrow.”

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I thought that you and I were 'supposed to last forever

Like we promised that summer in Alabama

We were young, inseparable, and didn't know any better

Yeah, we planned to always be there for each other

 

Things they changed when you walked away

You left me wondering if you ever cared

 

I wish you stayed, but I'll be okay

'Cause I learned from you that life's not always fair

 

I've been getting flashbacks

Of hearing you right behind the door

Know you'll never call back

I don't even miss you anymore

'Cause I've been doing fine without you in my life

I've been getting flashbacks

I've been getting flashbacks

 

Driving down the highway to the schoolyard

And you'd tell me stories 'bout when you were young

You used to be my hero, and then you put up your guard

I used to be so proud to be your brother

 

Things they change when you walked away

It's funny how the table's gone and turned

From 4 to 3, when we go out to eat

And I am sitting by myself again

 

I've been getting flashbacks

Of hearing you right behind the door

Know you'll never call back

I don't even miss you anymore

'Cause I've been doing fine without you in my life

I've been getting flashbacks

I've been getting flashbacks

 

Now I know

How not to treat the loved ones I outgrow

Take me home

Before we got caught in the undertow

 

I've been getting flashbacks

Of hearing you right behind the door

Know you'll never call back

I don't even miss you anymore

'Cause I've been doing fine without you in my life

I've been getting flashbacks

I've been getting flashbacks

 

Driving down the highway to the school yard

And you'd tell me stories 'bout when you were young

You used to be my hero, and then you put up your guard

I used to be so proud to be your brother.

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I moved away and changed my number when I did it.

I hoped that cutting you off would make me feel different

I know I'm weaker than I probably seem

I can't lie, I blame you for everything

 

All pins and needles when I meet somebody new and I

Get all choked up whenever they ask about you and I

Feel so pathetic and I want to scream

I can't lie, I blame you for everything

And I think you know exactly what I mean

 

You really fucked me up

Screaming at my mirror like I'm fucking drunk

Question who I am and what I could have done

Because you're the one who told me that you were enough, oh, oh

 

You really fucked me up

Close my eyes, can't think of anything but us

Made me feel like I'm the one who's not enough

But you're the one who told me that you I was enough

 

Try to forget how you could never meet me in the middle

How all the pain that you inflicted made me feel so little

A little tired of remembering

I can't lie, I blame you for everything

 

You'd change so quick, you'd start a fight and make me say I'm sorry

Made me look like a fucking idiot at every party

You made me sick, it's so embarrassing

I can't lie, I blame you for everything

 

I think you know exactly what I mean

You really fucked me up

Screaming at my mirror like I'm fucking drunk

Question who I am and what I could have done

'Cause you're the one who told me that you were enough

 

You really fucked me up

Close my eyes, can't think of anything but us

Made me feel like I'm the one who's not enough

But you're the one who told me that I was enough

 

You really fucked me up

Screaming at my mirror like I'm fucking drunk

Question who I am and what I could have done

'Cause you're the one who said that you were enough

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The moment the audio ended he put on his coat and walked out of his office with only one destination on his mind.

“Baker Street” he said to the driver entering the vehicle.

Notes:

Well, I have a lot of work written out and would one day like to post them. I just hate typing writing in a book has always been the way to go for me.

I never met for this book to be multiple chapters, but I got tired of typing in between. I will try as much as possible to add the remaining part as soon as possible.

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