A/N: Just a cute little teenage Mystrade thing I wrote up. There is a bit of a prologue of them at a different sleepover that I might post. My tumblr is springtime-for-hitler-n-germany. Enjoy! Reviews are crack!
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Greg sat in the tree in his front yard. The night before his parents had finally let Mycroft sleep over. Under the condition that pants and trousers had remained on. And that the two boys had to sleep in the living room.
They had followed the rules, the night had been spent cuddling on the couch and watching movies.
Mycroft was still asleep when Greg woke up so he snuck outside to sit in his tree. He always sat in that tree when he was thinking.
Mycroft woke up alone. For a second he was alarmed until he saw the note pinned to his shirt.
I'm outside in the tree. -Greg
Mycroft smiled and went out to the yard, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He walked over to the tree and pulled himself up among the branches so that he was on the same branch as Greg.
Greg smiled and wrapped his arm around his boyfriend's waist, leaning over to kiss him in the cheek. "Morning. Sleep well?"
Mycroft nodded.
The two sat there in silence until they heard footsteps underneath the tree. Sherlock had been spending the night next door at John's.
Sherlock stopped under the tree and called up "Greg and Mycroft sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
Mycroft groaned. "F- go away Sherlock!"
Sherlock and John ran off, laughing.
Greg smiled. "Well that was interesting." He put his head against Mycroft's shoulder. The sat there for hours, hidden for the most part among the branches.