saturday // mystrade

Happy little Lockie.

"Look, you have your secrets, and I have mine. Let's keep it that way, yes?"

"Not when you're caught in you little secret"

"Oh? And what about you, hmm? What are you doing here with Lestrade?"

"We're on a sort of date"

Sherlock looked utterly surprised at his reaction. Greg smiled.

"A date? You?"
Sherlock scoffed.
"Don't make me laugh"

"Lockie"

Sherlock cringed at the name.
"I told you to NEVER call me that again"

Mycroft laughed.
"And I told you to stop being a prick"

"Good thing I'm not"

The argument went on for a little while longer. Greg looked at John and nodded his head in signal to follow him.

"So, what are you doing here with Sherlock anyway?"

John sighed.
"We were having a lovely date, but then Mycroft came over..."

"Hey. He's just trying to check up on his little brother. He can be a jerk about it, but he means well"

John nodded.

"C'mon, before one of them kills the other"

John chuckled. When they returned to the two, they were speaking in french.

"Okay, let's break it up"
John stepped in between the two. Mycroft jumped a little when John showed up, but Sherlock just smiled warmly at him.

"Goodbye, brother dear"

"Sod off!"

Greg grabbed Mycroft's hand and pulled him away.

"So, a date?"

Mycroft blushed.
"Yeah. I figured I could do something sweet for you after...that..."

Gregory smiled and kissed his cheek.
"You know, this is our first real date"

"Yes it is"

They continued in silence for a bit, then they passed a chocolate shop.

"Ooh! Can we go in?"

Mycroft chuckled.
"Yes dear, come on"
~~~~~~~
Gregory and Mycroft we're walking away from the mall. Greg stopped.

"Myc. Hold on. Where the hell am I going to go...?"

"With me. Let's go"

"What if we get caught?"

Mycroft sighed
"Gregory, my parents almost never enter my room, plus, it's my choice. If we get caught, I'll take the heat. You need a break"
Mycroft squeezed Gregory's hand. He smiled.

"I missed you so much"
Greg spoke softly.

"It was my fault. I pushed you away"

A heavy silence filled the air. Greg suddenly grabbed Mycroft by the hips and pulled him against Greg's chest. Mycroft found his hands on the back of  Greg's neck. His breath hitched as Gregory got closer to him, and sealed their lips together. Mycroft smiled into the kiss. Neither of them cared about the people around them. There were gasps, whispers, and murmurs. Greg pulled away and pressed his forehead to Mycroft's.

"I love you"