Love
AN: So Mycroft and Greg are now officially a couple but Greg has a confession to make. How will Mycroft take it?
"Enjoying the film?" Greg whispers in his boyfriend's ear, the answer to his question as clear as day based on how tightly Mycroft is gripping onto him.
"Don't be an idiot, Gregory." Mycroft tries to snap but the comment coming out as a scared shudder instead.
"Just playing, love. Besides, I'm here so you're safe." Greg replies, grinning into Mycroft's hair and pulling him tighter.
Mycroft jumps once again at a pretty gruesome point in Saw 2 to which Greg just chuckle softly, rubbing the younger teen's back.
"You're mocking me." Mycroft says suddenly, looking up at his boyfriend.
"Of course I'm not, babe. It's just … I'm not used to people freaking out this much over Saw. Most of my mates love it and as for girlfriends, well, we never really watched them together. You're the first to even give them a try. So, no, I'm not mocking you, love. I'm proud of you." Greg smiles softly, kissing his boyfriend's forehead.
"Alright." Mycroft sighs, eyes falling back on the DVD.
"You hungry? I could order a take away if you want?"
"After the film?" Mycroft asks softly, looking up at Greg.
"Tell you what, let's knock this off and put something else on. Alright?"
Mycroft nods in agreement and let's a grateful smile cross his lips.
"Alright, you pick a film and I'll be right back, love." Greg replies softly, kissing his boyfriend's forehead before disappearing to his own room.
x..x
"I'll just nip down to grab the food, be right back, Myc." Greg says suddenly, popping his head round the door.
"Alright, Gregory." Mycroft smiles, sticking a DVD in the player.
Greg returns about five minutes later with a 12" pizza, a large portion of chips and a big bottle of coke.
"Do you need some help, Gregory?" Mycroft asks with a smile, pulling the bottle of coke out of his boyfriend's arms.
"Cheers, Myc." Greg grins, setting the food down on the bedside table.
"You're welcome." Mycroft smiles softly, plopping back down on the bed.
"Is Margaretta alright?" Greg asks as he sits down on the bed.
"Perfect, Gregory." Mycroft replies, grabbing a piece of pizza for himself.
"Good, so what we watching?" Greg asks around a mouthful of food.
Mycroft chuckles lightly before replying, "I saw you had Die Hard in the collection you brought and I deduced it's your favourite."
"Still amazes me that, how you can work people out so easily." Greg grinned at his boyfriend.
"And there are still things you don't know about me yet." Mycroft replies with a smirk.
"I can't wait to find out, Myc."
Mycroft's smirk softens to a shy smile as he processes his boyfriend's words.
x..x
The younger teen tries to suppress a yawn but fails and Greg smirks at him before speaking.
"That a polite way of telling me to sod off?"
"Of course not, Gregory. You could always ... stay, if you would like?"
"Curled up with you in my arms, I can't think of a better thing to do." Greg grins, kissing Mycroft softly.
"Me either." Mycroft confesses, a blush creeping up his cheeks.
"You're so cute when you blush." Greg smirks, lifting Mycroft's head up more.
This only causes Mycroft to blush further as he tries to hide his face.
"Ya see, utterly adorable." Greg giggles, dragging his boyfriend back into his arms.
"Stop it." Mycroft snaps, but Greg can tell that his heart isn't in it.
"Not a chance." Greg smirks, kissing his boyfriend's hair.
"Gregory, you make me feel like a typical teenager. It's absolutely disgraceful."
"Oh, shut up. You know you love it."
"I suppose."
"Come on then, let's get some sleep." Greg replies after a few minutes, getting up to turn the tv off.
Mycroft settles down under the blankets and is practically asleep when Greg crawls into bed behind him.
Greg lies there watching his sleeping boyfriend for a little while before leaning in to kiss his temple.
"Oh Myc, it's stupid but ... I think I'm falling in love with you." Greg whispers, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.
Mycroft's eyes snap open and he turns slightly in Greg's arms.
"Myc, I thought you were asleep." Greg says sheepishly, looking down at his hands.
"You said ... You think you're in love with me?" Mycroft stammers, heart racing faster than ever.
"I'm sorry. It's alright if you don't feel the same."
"Oh Gregory, I do feel the same." Mycroft replies softly, leaning down to kiss his boyfriend fiercely.
"R-Really?" Greg asks breathlessly, cheeks flushed a rosey pink.
"Of course. I didn't tell you because I thought you would think it's stupid."
"Never." Greg grins, cupping his boyfriend's face gently.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, baby." Greg smiles, leaning up to kiss Mycroft softly.
"I can't believe you love me." Mycroft sighs, laying his head down on Greg's chest.
"I know, baby. I thought I wouldn't be good enough for you. I was afraid you'd laugh at me." Greg whispers sadly, stroking Mycroft's back.
"Of course not, Gregory." Mycroft replies, squeezing Greg slightly.
"I ... I love you, Myc."
"I love you too, Gregory."
Greg smiles softly and kisses Mycroft's forehead, "Let's sleep now, love. We can talk more in the morning."
"Alright. Sleep well, my dear."
"You too, love."