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prettybirdy979) wrote2011-07-06 04:51 pm
Thicker than Water 2/?
Title: Thicker than Water,
Fandom: Cabin Pressure, Sherlock
Gene: Crossover, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Kid-fic, Fluff
Character/s: Martin, Sherlock, Mycroft, OCs, (MJN and John show up later)
Rating: PG-13, maybe a PG-15/R in later chapters mentioning drugs...
Summary: Sherlock's favourite brother hasn't always been there, but he's been there when it counts. For that matter, so has Sherlock.
Warnings: Mentions of Drug abuse in later chapter/s
Notes: For a prompt on the kinkmeme. A bit shorter than the first, but the only place to stop. =)
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elvendork_lee for betaing!
Father has been trying to make Sherlock more sociable like Mycroft pretends to be, so he has been signed up for football games. It is the last day of Martin’s third visit when Sherlock has his first practice.
It is so utterly boring. Sherlock does not want to be there, but since he has to be he figures he might as well do it well. But the other boys are so stupid! They take forever to learn simple things, and miss obvious points or gaps. And whenever the coach isn’t looking they throw annoying, meaningless insults at him.
They still hurt for some reason, and that makes Sherlock mad at himself. They’re idiots! Ignore them. One yells “bastard” and Sherlock is suddenly reminded of Martin’s teary face. He storms off the football field.
By the time the driver picks him up Sherlock is quite willing to maim one of his ex-teammates. Mycroft has explained many times why this is a bad feeling, especially when he starts to actually plan how to do it but it’s not his fault. If only they weren’t so boring. He doesn’t stop as he storms into the house, slamming doors as he goes. Sherlock catches a glimpse of Martin as he breezes past, plane in hand and frozen in surprise. Mycroft is coming down the stairs as he goes to his room, and he tuts at Sherlock as they pass. In one tut, he manages to convey his feelings at Sherlock’s inability to ignore the idiots who are his peers.
Sherlock throws himself onto his bed and begins to beat his head against his pillows. Why must everyone be so dull?! Why can’t they just think?
Why are they so mean?
His door quietly opens and a small body slips in. Sherlock can hear the pad of feet as Martin approaches his bed. To his surprise, Martin doesn’t say anything but just stands there. The silence drags out for what feels like ages, before Martin makes a quiet whine. There is more padding of feet as Martin moves close and then the bed sinks on that side.
Sherlock freezes when a pair of small arms winds around him from behind him. One hand comes around to his front still clutching the stuffed plane Martin adores. It proceeds to place the plane in Sherlock’s hand, pushing the hand close to Sherlock’s body so he is hugging it while Martin hugs him. Despite himself, Sherlock feels his body relax.
“I love you Sherlock. You’re much nicer than silly old Simon and boring Mycroft.” The small voice in Sherlock’s ear must hold some sort of magic power because how else can it make him feel so…warm.
“What about Caitlin? Am I nicer than her?”
“I…Caitlin is… she’s a girl.” The hands clutch him tighter.
Sherlock just hums in reply. The brothers stay together like that on Sherlock’s bed until Mummy calls them for dinner.
Martin leaves his plane behind when he returns to his own home. He doesn’t need it as much as Sherlock does, he reasons.
After all, Sherlock doesn’t have any friends and Planey is a very good friend.
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Sherlock’s Mummy puts her foot down after Martin’s fourth visit. If Sherringford wants to see his bastard of a child he can, but she doesn’t want him in her house. Mycroft breathes a sigh of relief; he has no trouble making his dislike of Martin clear. He is quite glad the ‘brat’ will no longer be underfoot every year.
Sherlock is not happy. Martin is as stupid as the rest of the world, but somehow he isn’t as annoying as the rest of them. He has a form of charm, something that makes him as not boring as Mycroft is, despite his lack of intelligence.
And so, every year he accompanies his father to a hotel room in Fitton for a week to visit Martin. For some reason, Father is never around during these visits leaving the brothers alone in the hotel for a week.
It is glorious. Martin may be less intelligent (not dumb) but he always does what Sherlock asks, no matter how outrageous. He never corrects or judges like Mycroft, and is quite happy to talk endlessly if Sherlock refuses to instead of trying to reason with him like Mummy does.
If only he would pick a different topic to prattle on about. There must be only so much a person can say about aeroplanes. If there is, Martin is yet to find this point. And yet, his prattling never becomes annoying.
Even as they get older, and Sherlock develops an interest in chemistry and loses interest in even the least boring of his peers, he still goes to visit Martin. They spend the week together, Sherlock performing his experiments while a barely teenaged Martin underlines bits in his flight books in red.
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“Sherlock?”
Sherlock barely raises his head from his book. This is a very interesting book on bees and he wants to finish it before he leaves tomorrow. “Hmm?”
“Are you coming to visit next year?” Sherlock blinks as he realises what Martin means. Next year he will be in University and Father has already made it clear he is not coming. He hasn’t come for a few years now, and Sherlock knows even if Martin isn’t sure that Father wants nothing to do with his illegitimate child anymore.
“I don’t know Martin.”
“Oh.” It’s surprising how much heartbreak fourteen year old Martin can put into one word. “If you can’t…do think it would be okay…maybe, if I was to visit you? I mean, I could pay for everything out of my pocket money and I wouldn’t be embarrassing or anything, I just don’t want you to forget me, not that you would forget me I don’t think-“
“Martin.” Sherlock cut Martin off before he got a rhythm going. “I would not mind terribly if you visited me.”
Martin’s grin was large enough to look almost demented. Sherlock felt an answering grin on his own face.
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Dawwww. That's so sweet.
Martin’s grin was large enough to look almost demented. Sherlock felt an answering grin on his own face.
Oh. My. God. These two are just so very, very precious! I just want to hug them.
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They are hug worthy, aren't they.
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This is possibly the most adorable thing in the history of aeroplanes
But poor Martin, no one wanting anything to do with him except Sherlock
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I know...I just want to hug him.
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It is. Haha, yeah. What else would you call a plane?
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those boys! So precious!
Especially Martin is adorable, being his insecure self and ooooh *snuggle*
please write more?
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And adorable.
More is coming... in fact I might put it up now while I have the chance.
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This is just lovely and I can't wait for more!
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Thank you. More coming. =D
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Thank you. I'm glad you liked it!
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I could pay for everything out of my pocket money and I wouldn’t be embarrassing or anything, I just don’t want you to forget me
*hugs Martin, Sherlock, you, and this story*
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I'm glad Martin is good... I've been having trouble writing him.
Thank you for your kind words!
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I'll just camp out here, waiting for updates *lights fire and sets up tent*
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Thank you!
Yeah, he's pretty heartbreaking...
Well, if you want... careful with the fire though, there's a bit of a wind here. =)
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BABY!Martin. with planey. So. Cute.
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He is, isn't he...
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Their father losing interest in Martin is infuriating to me but not terribly surprising; all of their family members seem to have this unfortunate way of not knowing how to care about people in proper ways. I love that Sherlock seems to be the exception to this, especially since he seems to have the greatest chance of caring the least about people - with that being a sociopath and everything.
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I don't see Sherlock as a sociopath- just someone who acts like one and tells others he is one to avoid having to care about others. But yeah, the family doesn't have a good record with relationships...
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