(Lestrade's POV)
"Will you go out with me? As in, a date?"
Mycroft blinked at my words, his cheeks dusted pink. I waited patiently for his answer, holding my breath. I wasn't entirely sure where I'd take him, yet.
...I probably should've figured that out.
"Yes..." he finally answered, his voice quiet. I felt my own face turn red as well, and awkwardly smiled.
"Alright! I'll pick you up...around five?"
Mycroft nodded, blushing a bit harder now. I never expected to see him blush, neverless be the cause of it!
I nodded, not sure of what to do now. "I'll...see you tonight then!"
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I ended up taking Mycroft to a movie before dinner. I kinda couldn't think of an exciting date plan.
But at least Mycroft looked happy...well, his eyes reflected how happy he was.
I liked how his eyes would reflect emotion and not his face. It was refreshing, I guess you could say.
"So, Gregory, why did you ask me out?" Mycroft asked at dinner..
"I like you romantically, and wanted to take you on a date," I directly answered. Mycroft blushed, looking away.
"A-Ah." was all he said.
"Yup." I cheerfully hummed. My face was probably red as well, but I already knew that.
"The feelings are returned." Mycroft quietly said, looking at me once more and smiling.
I got flustered over that smile, it was cute.
"O-Oh." was all I could say to that. "S-So does that mean you'd want another date?"
Mycroft chuckled, taking my hand and kissing it. "That sounds perfect."