Rain splattered onto his phone screen, making Greg scowl slightly. His hair was soaked, sticking stubbornly to his forehead. He pushed it back in an attempt to look like he didn't stand in the rain for at least twenty minutes now.
"Where are you," he murmured softly, shaking his head a little.
"Looking for me?" a familiar voice whispered next to him. Greg jumped in surprise, swatting at Mycroft's shoulder in mock anger.
"Yes!" he chuckled, wanting to embrace his husband but knew that wouldn't be warm or pleasant.
Mycroft chuckled, probably knowing what Greg wanted and was thinking.
"If we weren't both soaking wet..." he murmured, pushing Greg's wet hair back before kissing him.
"Why are you soaked? You always have an umbrella." Greg raised an eyebrow.
"I forgot it in the rush to meet you," Mycroft shrugged. "Anyway, least now we have a chance to kiss in the rain...?"
Greg burst into laughter at that, blushing a little. Mycroft smiled a little, glad to hear Greg's laughter.
"Oh, you're such a romantic." Greg giggled softly, taking Mycroft's hand and grinning brightly before tugging Mycroft into a longer kiss.
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~Mystrade Oneshot Book~
FanfictionOneshots about the good ship Mystrade! Book contains soft bois being adorable together. No angst will happen here, unless requested~! All fluff (so far), so no need to worry about angst my darlings~~!
