ALL THE HOMO!

coffee?

HEY BABY TOMATOES! this one shot is mystrade teen!AU so enjoy!

                       -EF

"stop using my brother to help you do math greggy" mycroft spat over the phone.

"myc, you know I need to use him." Greg looked flustered while talking to the Holmes brother. he never really shuts up about telling him to stop using his brother.

"I told you, stop calling me myc! my name is mycroft......." the boy dozed off into thought as he saw a few of Greg's teammates glance at him.

"uh, myc.......are you ok?" Greg checked to see if the call was disconnected. well the call isn't disconnect lestrade thought as he quickly put the phone to his ear again

mycroft snapped out of it after the boys had left "um, greg.....I have a question to ask of you."

"yea myc, what do you wanna ask?" Greg said as he ran to catch up too john.

"well, I was wondering if you would maybe want to.......get some coffers sometimes later th-"

"woah, are you asking me out?" Greg tapped johns shoulder and told him to stop for a moment.

mycroft blushed pink "w-well. its not a date.....its just too people who like eachother who go out to eat or drink at a place and have conver-"

Greg cut mycroft off again with a slight laugh "your cute when your flustered myc. its a date! just name a time and a place and I'm there." Greg smiled on the other side of the phone.

mycroft paused. to him, the world had just came to a haul."uh.....myc? you still there?"

after a few minuet of being a statue, mycroft finally replied "tommorow morning at 12:00am. in Benedict's." the boy barely muttered out.

"alright, see you then!" few quick Hung up and rested his head on his friends shoulder "jooooohhhhhnnnnn......." he moaned "I don't know if I can go out with myc......"

john padded Greg head. being the only one who knew that Greg was gay and also being the only teenager dating one of the Holmes brothers, he understude that it would be hard for greg."Aw, don't be scared Greg, you'll be fine! take this from someone who went through the same thing."

"john, I don't know if I can do it....."  Greg looked at his feet "was it difficult. to you know, cone out?"

john smiled "no really, everyone pretty much excepted it." the blond patted Greg back."you'll be fine once you get the whole i like you thing established with mycroft."

"you think so?"

"of course!" john said as Greg put his head up "now, let's play some football." Greg quickly swipped the soccer ball from john "already at it mate!"

                     

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lestrade sat down in a seat facing a  wall infront of him. greg looked around the coffee shop. the coffers shop walls wear a light green and the chairs a dark orange.  with barely anyone in the store.

after a few minuets with no sight of mycroft, Greg decided to call. mycroft immediately picked up the phone from his counter "Greg?"

"where in HELL are you?"

"I'm coming, just wait."

"where are you though?"

mycroft sighed "retrieving my brother from jail....."

"what did Sherlock do now?"

"nothing. he just set his school on fire..."

"..."

"yea, I thought you would reply as that. I should be there at 4 or so."

Greg looked at his watch, it was 3:40, shouldnt be that long of a wait.... "ah, okay. see you then myc."

"ugh. bye Gregory" mycroft slammed his phone shut at the nick name.

Sherlock sat there, looking at his brother "your an idiot."

mycroft looked at Sherlock and snared "hey, I'm not the one who almost set the school on fire, now am I?"

"oh shut up."Sherlock leaned back in the seat "are you going to tell your goldfish you love him yet? although I do find if quiet hilarious to see you emotionally suffer, I do not like to hear john complain about you and greg."

mycroft sighed "I don't know Sherlock......"

"don't he a pus."

"I'm not the one who came out" mycroft smirked

"not yet." Sherlock smirked at his remark

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Greg sat impatient in his seat as he waited for mycroft. he couldn't wait to tell him how he felt.        well shit, I must be acting like I'm in a chick flick. stop it Greg!  and with that, mycroft walked in. Greg smiled and mycroft avoided his smile

"so, mycroft. how did it go?"

"fine"

"oh, good. now, what did you need to tell me myc?"

"will you stop calling me that?"

Greg smirked "myc myc myc m-" Greg blushed scarlet as mycroft leaned over to his face an kissed his lips.

mycroft quickly sat back down, flushed red "you wouldnt shut up so, that was my only option to silence you."

Greg smiled "no, its fine......myc." he smiled "I like you too...."

mycroft smiled and looked at Greg "Sherlock was right"

Greg tilted his head "right about what?"

"caring.....is a advantage...."