21. No pen
Mycroft took a break from his busy schedule to hook into his surveillance system at home. It was Greg's day off and he decided he was going to do his laundry. They have a dry cleaning services, but Greg insisted on doing their laundry - that is too say when he has time.
Switching on the audio he started laughing. Greg was singing he was in fact doing more than that; he was in his boxers dancing around the house. Mycroft stopped his paperwork and leaned back in his chair. Greg was a feast to watch. Shaking his head he quickly took out his phone and typed
"No pen."
He watched as Greg did a 180 turn still singing and went to his phone. He read the texts and burst out laughing. Mycroft watched as he typed back.
"That was once. GL."
"Gregory you forgot your pen in your shirt, it came undone in the wash and the entire wash was stained black. MH"
"How convincing would it sound if I say I was trying out the new polka dot craze? GL"
"That's what you're going with? MH"
Greg shrugged and Mycroft smiled. How was Mycroft supposed to get the shrug through text, and if he wasn't watching he wouldn't have known.
"You're shrugging isn't very convincing. MH" Greglifted his head and looked around.
He lifted his arms in a "where" gesture. Rolling his eyes Mycroft typed.
"Somewhere. MH"
"That's a shame because now I won't know how to stand to get you the best view. GL"
Mycroft's insides started to flutter, what is Gregory planning now?
"View of what? MH"
" ;)"
Before Mycroft could reply Greg removed his boxers with slow dancing moves, he lifted the garment and twisting it in the air, added it to the wash. Mycroft put his head between his hands, between Sherlock and Gregory's antics he would never have a peaceful day.
However, Gregory's antics are very beneficial to their relationship.
