Of cologne, alcohol and why the hell aren't you wearing a suit today (4842 words) by IAmNotOneOfThem

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Of cologne, alcohol and why the hell aren't you wearing a suit today (4842 words) by IAmNotOneOfThem
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Skyfall (2012) - Fandom
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James Bond/Q
Characters: Q (James Bond), James Bond, Eve Moneypenny, M, Gareth Mallory
Additional Tags: Prosopagnosia, Face-blindness, An oneshot which turned out to be longer than I thought
Series: Part 1 of Blonde hair, muscles, scars, and I've been told he has blue eyes
Summary:

He recognised Eve by her hair, and by her skin, the way she radiated warmth and mostly smelled of cupcakes when she came down to Q-branch. He knew M by the way he walked, and he had known the old M by her body posture. Bond smelled of cologne, the faint scent of alcohol, and he always wore suits.

Faces, Q thought, were nothing but a social convention, and he could very well survive without them, thank you.

(Or in which Q suffers from Prosopagnosia, but he doesn't really suffer because of it)