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Mycroft Holmes x female!reader Request [[BBC Sherlock]]

Waiting

I entered Mycrofts office and looked around. It was empty. As usual.
Lately, Mycroft was out a lot. Since the whole thing between Sherlock and Moriarty had started, all hell broke lose and Mycroft had a lot to do. I tried to help, as much as I could, but I couldn't exactly do a lot, especially since Sherlock was "dead".
I visited John sometimes, asking how he was doing, just talking or drinking tea. But since he met Mary, we didn't see each other as often, as we used to.

"What are you doing here?"

Out of nowhere, Mycroft appeared in the doorway and scared me to death.

"My God, Mycroft", I mumbled and breathed in heavyly.
"I'm sorry, dear", he chuckled and stepped towards me.
"It's alright", I answered and sat down at his desk.
Mycroft walked behind me and softly put his hands on top of my shoulders. He slowly started to massage them.
"Ouch", I murmured.
"Why so tense, my love?", Mycroft asked and I turned around. He eyes scanned me carefully, probably already deducting the reason.

"It's Sherlock, isn't it?", he sighed.
I only nodded:"He needs to come back and you know it"
Mycroft looked away for a second, eying the bookshelfs, before he grabbed my hand and pulled me onto my feet.

"I know", he mumbled, before pulling me into his arms. I carefully rested my head against his shoulder.
"I'm worried about John", I mumbled, "How will he react?"
"Like the most people would",Mycroft said and I looked up at him.
"He will be angry", I stated. Mycroft nodded.
"And he will be angry with us for not telling him"
"Oh, he will", Mycroft agreed,"But we'll worry about this later"

A smile crept onto my face:"Youre right... It's Sunday"
"And that means...",Mycroft smiled.
"That means it's tea time", I grinned and grabbed his hand.

Sunday was our day. With all that stuff going on and all the family affairs and problems, it was hard to keep up a steady relationship, but Mycroft and I had found a solution: Sundays.
No one tried to attack the British government on Sunday. No Sherlocks jumping from rooftops. Nothing.
So, Sunday became our day. Tea time day. That one day, where we could relax together and not think about all the shit going on in the world.

"Are you coming, my dear?",Mycroft asked.
I looked up and saw him standing in the door way.
"Coming", I mumbled and jogged towards him.
He took my hand and carefully kissed it.
"Everything will be alright", he mumbled.
I smiled and leaned into him:"I know"

A/n:requested by:SilverDemonDR3AM
I'm sorry, that you had to wait so long. I hope this is alright. I know it's rather short but it's fluffy

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