Disclaimer: I still own nothing…...but I wish these men were all mine.
Mycroft was annoyed. It had been years since the last time he'd been forced to clean up after Sherlock, and honestly, he was rather disappointed in Dr Watson. Considering how careful he'd obviously been all his life, to leave a body lying on an embankment was just….rude. The only thing keeping him from punishing them was the character of the thing they'd gotten rid of. Really, killing homeless women was cowardly. However, his displeasure must be known.
John felt the vibration in his pocket. Damn it couldn't Sherlock let him get off tonight. He hadn't had sex in much too long and after last night he needed it. This girl was too easy to seduce for him to walk away now. He looked down at the text. Hmm, it was from a number he'd never seen before, could only be from one person.
John I really expect more from you – MH
John considered ignoring the text but decided he'd rather not get abducted today. He offered to get….what's-her-name another drink.
I really had no choice in the matter. It was either leave or stay there alone with no plan – JW
Are you peeved? – JW
Peeved John? Really – MH
I don't know how you both manage to make a text disdainful. It's rather annoying. – JW
I expect you to keep him in line John, not join him in making my life more difficult – MH
I am not his keeper Mycroft! Well, maybe I am, but this situation was different and I'm not sorry – JW
Why are you so accepting of this anyway? Obviously you're annoyed, but I would expect you to be more…I don't know…disapproving – JW
My brother has always been different John. I have always protected him and will continue to do so. I never expected him to find someone he can share his
"differences" with but it seems that he has. To keep him happy I will protect you as well. However, I ask that you be more careful in the future. I do have work to do – MH
Wow, I don't really know what to say – JW
I'll endeavor to be more considerate in the future. I know that the British government cannot waste time on our petty pursuits – JW
John I play a minor role in the government – MH
Of course you do – JW
Thank you John – MH
Thank you Mycroft – JW
Oh and John, her name is Betty – MH
John didn't even want to know how Mycroft knew that.
Three hours later John entered their flat to the sound of Chopin's Nocturne. Sherlock was swaying in front of the window. John stood and watched him for a moment, his beauty taking his breath away. He loved when Sherlock played for him. And he knew this was for him, he only played Nocturne when he knew John would need it, when he could sense the nightmares just under the surface. How he always knew, John never asked. He honestly didn't care; it just made him happy that Sherlock cared enough to soothe his nerves when the demons came. Sex hadn't been enough to satisfy him tonight, he was still on edge. He was tempted to hurt someone tonight and that, he knew, would have been completely unacceptable. He lay on the couch and let Sherlock take away his pain.