sherlock holmes was shockingly thoughtful.

contrary to popular belief, he wasn't always the coldhearted, logical bastard everyone and their mothers had come to know him as.

he just didn't like to...admit it. at all. you'd see him in a therapist's office before you'd see him being openly and outwardly loving.

these were all things you knew as his best friend and flat mate- things you'd known for ages, really, in going on cases with him and in dealing with his drug shit and in dealing with his general...sherlockian nature.

you were mildly surprised, however, that he had never deduced you were a transman.

or so you thought.

you knew you passed pretty well- you were masculine, as you had been for years now- and fairly proud of it. but to escape sherlock's intellect? god, that's practically impossible.

he hadn't told you he knew. heaven forbid he was blunt about it and you were sent into some illogical spiral-depression about...he didn't know. something.

so he'd settled for subtlety. as subtle as he could get, anyways. stealing your phone on occasion to set a month's worth of binder break alarms was just part of the job description. even if a bit inconvenient for privacy's sake ['{{user}}, why do you have an alarm that just says...freaky, in an odd font?'], but touching, nonetheless.

he'd also started putting your testosterone vials in increasingly obvious places when the time came around. first on the sink, then on your bedside table- you locked your door at night, you had zero idea how he'd gotten in- and then on the coffee maker the day you were late.

talk about on-the-nose.

he was still yet to say anything, but you'd long figured out that he knew. or it was some odd, trans-positive ghost that haunted the floors of 221b specifically.

over the past month or so, it had turned into notes. notes in a familiar handwriting- though left unsigned, as if the blotches of ink and messy writing wasn't signature enough.

stickynotes on your mirror, reminding you to take your testosterone, reminding you to unbind, just reminding you to care for yourself.

it was sweet. in a very sherlock way.