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Writingmas - Day 17!

Mycroft oneshot- snow day!

As you wearily awoke form your undisturbed nights sleep, you became aware of a slight crunching sound seeping in through the chilled window pane. Curiously, you rolled off the bed and approached the window, waking Mycroft up in the process of doing so.
"What are you doing precious?.." Mycroft groaned as he slurred lazily awake and caught sight of you approaching the curtains. Ignoring his whining question, you threw on your silk dressing gown and gently pattered the fabric hung in front of you to be met by for panes of frosted glass. On rubbing away the condensation with your sleeve, you gave out an almighty chin fish squeal and jumped around a little, making Mycroft sit up in bed and question further.
"What is it darling?" He asked, rubbing his eyes and getting up to join you by the window. He stumbled a little as he crossed the wooden floor yo you but re gained his balance as he softly wrapped his gentle hands round your waist.
"Snow!" You squealed again making Mycroft wince a little at the sound you produced "it snowed overnight! It's gorgeous!" The usual drab London streets had been cloaked in a glistening velvet sheet which enclasped every car, every tree, every phone box in its unforgiving path. As the sun gently beamed down upon the porcelain carpet, it gave off an angelic twinkle which easily matched the muster of the lights inside which adorned your own tree.
Grinning like a child, you turned to Mycroft and kissed him on the cheek before excitedly skipping off to get changed. He smiled as you left, looking at you in that way you always want someone to look at you, but you never get to see...
Several minutes later, you emerged from the bathroom enrobed in what seemed like hundreds of layers of coats. You still had a stupid grin plastered across your face.
"Warm enough?" Mycroft asked sarcastically as you waddled around in your winter gear.
"Come on Mycroft!!" You half shouted as you hurried out of the front door and fell face first into a drift. Mycroft saw this and came running after you in his pyjamas.
"(Y/n), are you ok?!" He questioned as he picked you up easily from out of the snow. You spat some cold water out of your mouth and brushed down your clothes before replying
"Yes.. Im ok... I just have to watch my step"
Mycroft smiled as he looked down at you. He placed his hands down onto your shoulders and pulled you into him for a hug. You immediately felt his warmth spread through you and his infections smile caught your face.
"You coming out too?" You asked him as he released you from his embrace.
"Sadly not... I'm not as keen on making an unnecessary exhibition of myself as you are. How about I make us some breakfast?"
You smiled and bit your lip as your cheeks flushed with a rosy hue.
"That sounds lovely"
Mycroft approached you once again, this time, cupping the end of your chin with his fingers and tilting your face upwards to meet his soft lips. You smiled onto him as you kissed and felt a heated sense of satisfaction trickle through you.
"Thank you Mycroft..." You whispered after your lips finally parted.
"The pleasure is all mine" he smiled as you turned away to venture out into the Elysian wonderland which laid before you.