The Thrill of the Chase (Johnlock/Mystrade Teen!Lock)

Chapter Twenty Six

Chapter 26

Greg's POV

On Wednesday morning, Mycroft sat with my friends and I at our table for breakfast. His leg was touching mine, and he didn't bother moving it away. I guess things had cleared up since Moriarty had been taken into custody by my father and the team.

Mycroft was explaining to us that we would be going on a boat ride to look around the scenery of the surrounding areas of the resort, and we'd be gone all day. Once breakfast was finished, he explained our day to everyone else, and suggested we all go back to our rooms quickly and get a jersey each, because the weather could change through out the day.

I went to grab my own jersey after everyone left, but Mycrot pulled me back, and produced a coat I hadn't seen before. "You can wear this one," he murmured in my ear.

"I can't wear your coat, My. What if you get cold?"

"I won't, I have my own. I brought this coat for you, it's sized and all to fit you."

I rolled my eyes and thanked him.

"You can thank me later," Mycroft whispered to me with a wink. I blushed as he dropped the grey coat into my lap before walking away.

I looked at the coat. It was grey with a hood, and it was obviously incredibly expensive, yet so thoughtful.

I followed him out after a moment, and fell into step with Mike as we walked to catch the bus. "I didn't know you had a coat like that?"

I shrugged as nonchalantly as I could. "Yeah, was a gift. I brought it down this morning before breakfast."

Mike didn't seen to believe my bluff, but he went with it anyway.

We got on the bus, and I sat with Mike while Mycroft sat at the front with the other teachers.

I began to talk with Mike, realising that I hadn't properly caught up with him in a while.

The rest of the students chatted excitedly, and I found I was looking forward to the journey.

At ten o'clock we pulled up at a wharf, and saw a large boat waiting for us. One of the teachers gave the instructions about the life jackets and sensibility needed for this journey, and slowly everyone boarded the boat.

Telling Mike I needed to tie my shoe, he walked on without me, and as everyone else was on the boat, Mycroft waited for me.

"Try the coat on," he said as we walked down the long wharf.

I did as he said, and saw it fitted me perfectly. It was nice and warm, and it smelt like my boyfriend since he had it for a bit before giving it to me.

"Do you like it?" He asked me, slightly worriedly.

"I love it. Once again, thank you."

"Once again, thank me later. You look unbelievably sexy in that, by the way."

We got on the boat, and Mycroft went back to the teachers to maintain his assistant headmaster roll while I went to my friends to maintain innocent student roll.

The engine of the boat roared to life, and soon we were on our way.

Sherlock, John and I went for a look around the boat. There was a lounging area with seats and a telly hanging on the wall, and some of the less adventurous students sat there watching a movie.

Going down along another corridor, we saw a snack bar type thing, and a lady behind the counter was selling things such as sandwiches, sweets, drinks, and the like.

We came to a door which led outside, and we went and stood at the bow of the boat, and looked out across the water.

It was a very sunny day, and gulls flew over us as we saw little island type areas with trees and animals upon it. A voice came out over the loud speakers around the ship explaining areas and inhabitants to us.

The sea air had a bit of a bite to it, so I did zipped it up and pulled the hood of it over my head.

"Hey, Greg," I turned to see a girl standing behind me, flirtatiously twirling her red hair around her finger.

"Hey," I replied, uninterestedly turning back towards the water.

"That jacket looks good on you," she said optimistically. "I'm a bit cold."

I looked at her again, and ignored her hint. I saw Mycroft watching the scene from afar, but I could see his hands crossed over his chest and his amused expression. I realised the girl, whose name I had forgotten, had said something to me and I snapped my attention back to her. "Sorry, what?"

"I asked you where you got your coat from."

John and Sherlock snickered as they watched. "My partner gave it to me as a gift actually. Oh, and by the way, I'm a year 12, you're to young for me."

She huffed and turned away dejectedly.

Sherlock and John continued laughing. "Yeah," Sherlock said, "about eight years to young!"

I glared at the two of them. "You couldn't have helped me?!"

"Nope," Sherlock replied, popping the 'p'.

I turned again to look at Mycroft who was standing on a higher platform, talking to the teachers. He had never acknowledged the teachers, so why now? I sighed and dropped the thought as all the students began crying out excitedly.

I looked at Sherlock and John. "Dolphins on the starboard side," Sherlock said with a dull tone.

"Ooh, let's go look!" John said, grabbing Sherlock's hand and my wrist, dragging us to the crowd of students on the starboard side.

John let go of my wrist as soon as we got there, and I noticed he held Sherlock's hand a fraction longer.

Mycroft stood beside me and we watched the dolphins together. They leapt and danced in the water as we all clapped and enjoyed the performance they put on for us.

I noticed at one stage Mycroft was staring at me with an adoring expression on his face. When he saw I knew, his face went back to its expressionless mask.

The dolphins disappeared to the other side of the port side, so everyone went over to watch them. Mycroft followed them and as he came past me, he intentionally rubbed his crotch against my arse.

I had to go to the bathroom and relax a bit before I could anything else. I groaned as I turned the toilet seat lid down and sat on top of it, trying to think of disgusting things that would settle me down. Even small things like Mycroft's crotch rubbing across my arse set me off, how whipped was I?