The bone crunches – Expansion
Chapter 2
Mycroft followed the nurse towards Greg's room; he was situated next to a very large window with a beautiful view of the city.
Greg was still asleep when Mycroft entered. He made his way to the chair next to the bed and sat down. The nurse already gone. Mycroft placed his umbrella next to the bed, took hold of his free hand and sat back. All he can do is wait.
Greg showed signs of waking up around late afternoon, early evening, clutching his chest he groaned as he moved.
"Take it easy Gregory."
Greg stilled, his eyes still closed but a smile broke out on his face.
"My."
"What happened to 'just a quiet day at the office Love' or 'me and Sally are catching up on paperwork' and then there was the 'just an interview or two'?" Mycroft asked with slight exasperation. Greg finally opened his eyes, bright and sparkling as he smiled at his partner.
"Oops?" He tried jokingly. Mycroft rolled his eyes.
"Gregory."
"Sorry Love, if it's any consolation, I am just as surprised as you are about the day's events. Really didn't plan on ending it here, unless you have a doctor doctor kink you haven't told me about?"
"I can assure you, I am not the one into medical profession."
"Oh cops and robbers more your style?" Greg asked still all smiley, Mycroft leaned in closer and stared into Greg's eyes, his pupils blown wide, he sighed and Greg winked.
"You're high." Mycroft sat back in his chair.
"On the good stuff!" Greg retorted as he lifted his hand with the IV.
Greg eyed the bag.
"You know, this stuff is amazing, feeling like this I can understand why Sherlock likes it. It's so freeeee" he sing song.
"Forget about it." Greg pouted before he took Mycroft's hand all serious.
"What happened to the guy who attacked me?"
"The Yard's laying charges and I am quite convinced Anthea has something up her sleeve as well."
Greg winced.
"Ouch, sucks to be him right now."
"Indeed."
They were quiet for a while, Mycroft didn't let go of Greg's hand, instead of fidgeting with his own fingers he fidget with Greg's or more theirs together. Greg didn't mind.
"I'm glad you're here." Greg said. Mycroft smiled.
"I can't say the same, as I'm not glad you're here, home would've been nice. But yes, there's no place I'd rather be."
"Except home."
"Only if you're there."
"And they call me the romantic one."
"You are the romantic one."
"Fine we're both the romantic ones"
"Fine."
They smiled at one another as Greg's pulled on their hands, bringing Mycroft closer.
"Come here."
"Why?" Mycroft asked but nevertheless stood up so he could lean closer.
"So I can kiss you."
"Your ribs?"
"I don't kiss with my ribs" Greg replied before he closed his mouth over Mycroft's.
Mycroft kissed him back, letting Greg set the pace, he was just happy and relieved Greg is fine and everything is going to be okay.