~Fifteen~

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((based on a tumblr prompt :>))

Greg tiredly collapsed on a couch across from Mycroft's armchair. The other man raised a slightly amused eyebrow.

"Don't you dare," Greg grumbled, crossing his arms. Mycroft chuckled softly, setting his phone aside.

"What?" he innocently asked, smiling slightly.

As always, Greg's grumpy mood melted at his husband's smile. Mycroft smiled even more, walking over to sit next to him.

Greg leaned against his shoulder, shutting his tired eyes. Mycroft lightly ran his fingers through Greg's damp hair, causing the other to melt into a smile.

"Its nice to see you smile," Mycroft murmured.

"You can thank yourself for that, Myc."

A/n: I can never stick to a writing style.

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