Prompt from theLilyandtheRose: "Mycroft hates Prince Harry. Greg thinks it's because Harry's such a wild child but it's because Mycroft was teased for being ginger all the way through his schooling but then Harry came along and made it cool"
With indignant huff Mycroft threw the paper on the tabletop. From across the table from him Greg lowered his own paper and lifted one eyebrow questioningly.
"Another political scandal?"
"As if," Mycroft sighed. "Public fawning over their beloved Prince Harry again."
"The one you hate?" Greg frowned. "It was always a mystery to me, why do you despise the lad so much. He seems likable."
"Exactly." Mycroft cringed.
He had never told anyone a true reason for his hatred.
Not many people knew but as a kid Mycroft was a ginger; as he grew up the colour deepened and turned a dark auburn with only a hint of red, but in childhood Mycroft was teased mercilessly for his hair colour. And then, when his classmates grew up enough to stop teasing – which had happened not as long ago as someone might think – Prince Harry had become public's favourite and made ginger hair a fashionable trend. People liked gingers now.
Which Mycroft found appalling; also unfair. He had such a hard time at school over something that these days would have made him distinguished in a good way. "Very unfair," Mycroft grumbled under his breath, for a moment forgetting that he wasn't alone.
Greg chuckled. "Well, I don't represent the whole public but I hope it's enough that you are my beloved."
