Challenge word: The Fool
Genre: Romance
Characters: Mycroft and Greg
Pairings: Mystrade
Chocolates.
A whole box of the fancy latte macchiato chocolates Greg has come to love so much.
Dumbfounded, he looks up from the box, into Mycroft's face and then down to the box again.
"Is there..um..a reason?"
With a slight touch of panic Greg's mind rattles off all possible anniversaries (even the absolutely obscure ones), which could possibly be considered occasions worthy of fancy chocolate boxes.
He is quite sure he didn't forget anything though.
"I-", Mycroft clears his throat and looks at his shoes. "I thought you were…irritated earlier, and I…" he trails off. There's just the tiniest ghost of a blush on his face.
It takes Greg a few seconds. Then he laughs breathily and just the tiniest bit exasperated, and shakes his head.
"God..I mean, thank you, but..", he sighs, "it's fine."
Mycroft doesn't look fully convinced.
Greg shrugs.
"It's okay, really. But we're gonna work on that. Though actually,", he says, stepping back into the house, "if you're going to bring a box like that home every time you're running off to the office on free days to indulge in your workaholic tendencies, I might just come to terms with them."
He winks and coaxes a smile out of Mycroft. It's small and hesitant, but honest.
And so very much him.
Sorry for the two Mystrade posts in a row - I usually try to be a bit more diverse, but this challenge word turned out to be very difficult to make into a story, so I just grasped the first concept that fit.
It's actually part of a universe with a young Mycroft and a young Greg dating and may turn into something bigger (or just another Drabble collection. Shrug.).
Speaking of Drabbles - it went a bit out of hand with that one. Well, consider it a compensation for my erratic updates.