Late nights, early mornings

Dinner prt 1

The moment was cut short by the driver stopping, Greg let out a small sigh of disappointment and got out. Myc sighed too but his was a sigh of relief, he was scared he would do something he'd regret.

Myc calmed his blushing cheeks and headed inside, Greg following close behind. They were quickly seated and Greg smiled at Myc. "So, hows work?" He asked as he looked at the menu

"If I told you I'd have to kill you" Myc said jokingly and Greg laughed, oh how that sound was music to Mycs ears.

"Yeah, okay James Bond" Greg said as he laid his hand on the table in between them, hoping Myc would get the hint. "Is there anything you CAN tell me?"

Myc smiles and nodded "my work is stressful" he said sarcastically as he put his hand inches away from Greg's

Greg smiled and inched his hand closer "Why's that?"

Myc didn't notice greg doing so, he was so preoccupied looking at Greg's smile "politics my friend"

Greg kept his smile and moved his hand so that it was on top of Mycs. Myc jumped and pulled his hand back "I'm s-so sorry" Greg said, flushed red with embarrassment.

Myc was shocked by the touch but regretted his actions immediately "no, no it's fine Gregory" he said as he slowly moved his hand back to Where it was.

Greg looked at Mycs hand then him "are you sure?" He asked and myc nodded, Greg slowly put his hand over Mycs once again.

Warmth flowed up from Mycs hand straight to his heart. If his heart was truly frozen over Greg would've melted that ice just by doing that.

Greg smiled a warm welcoming smile and Myc was hit by a sudden wave of affection "So what are you going to order?" Greg asked Myc

Myc wondered how Greg could be this calm "I'll have the salad again, can't stray too far from the diet" Myc said as he saw Greg's smile fall slightly "What's wrong Gregory?" He asked

"You don't need a diet, and don't tell me that you're fat because you are the furthest thing from fat" Greg said as he looked Myc straight in the eyes.

"But I am... Sherlock says-" Greg cuts him off "I don't care what Sherlock says, he's an arse, you're beautiful and sexy just the way you are"

Myc flushed deeply "you think I'm... sexy?" He asked and Greg nodded "Very"