Challenge word: Snow
Genre: Romance
Characters: Mycroft and Greg
Pairings: Mystrade
"You're not saying anything."
Greg blinks.
"It's just…beautiful."
Snow. Insane amounts of snow.
Greg hears Mycroft chuckle next to him. To be honest, he probably does look a bit weird right now, his face practically pressed against the window of their far too fancy hotel room.
"It's not too different from snow in England", Mycroft says.
He's probably right - but still.
A few people are hurrying across the square, their figures obscured.
Looking closer, Greg can see little white flocks dancing in the air – made up of thousands and thousands of ice crystals.
The snow is like a curtain shielding them from the outside world and once in a while, a curtain is a good thing.