Sherlock

Mystrade

Both Mycroft and Greg were at worked. Greg dealing with Scotland Yard and Mycroft dealing with Great Britain, Lestrade was bored during work and then had an idea. He went to his favorite cafe to get his coffee and batch of donut, he got one box and two coffee. He drove to the Cabinet Office (I did research on were Mycroft works and it told me that the Cabinet Office is were he works at) to met Mycroft, Greg opened the door with the box of donuts and coffee in his hands soon he got the door opened and saw Mycroft staring at him. "I don't know how you opened the door with donuts and coffee in both hands" Mycroft asked, leading back on his chair. "Well I don't know how you type with cake in both hands." Greg hiss back, Mycroft was looking for words to say but couldn't find one. "Sherlock told me during a case." He admitted, placing the donuts box down and giving Mycroft his coffee. He grabbed his donut and Mycroft followed, Greg took a bite out of sweet treat and he noticed Mycroft staring at him. He smiled and Mycroft returned the smiled, "Your my sweet treat." Greg mumbled under his breath. Mycroft raise a brow, "Oh really?" Greg turned red, grab his coffee and chugged it half way. "Does it feel hot going down your throat?" Mycroft asked, making Greg choke his coffee and spilling his coffee on the floor. "My bad! Sorry mate!" Greg apologized quickly, putting his coffee down and his half eaten donut. "I don't apologize, Greg. One of men will clean it up." Mycroft informed Greg before he attempted to clean it. It was an awkward silence afterwards, both finish there coffee and donuts. Greg had 4 and Mycroft had only 2, he wasn't hungry like Greg who seem like he hasn't eaten breakfast. "Thank you, Greg for the goodies you offered." Mycroft smiled at him. He walked to him, placing a kiss on his cheek, " Oh! Uhh...your welcome, Mycroft." Greg chuckled nervously. Both again fallen under silence, Greg decide to leave. "Lestrade." Mycroft called him before he left. His head pop out of door, " Dinner sometime?" Mycroft asked, Greg smiled at him. "Call me Greg and I would love dinner." Greg winked at him then left. Both hearts beat fast like an explosion just happened right in front of them. Both couldn't say anything like there mouth was sew together. Both turned different shade of red like blood splatter everywhere.