Title: In Silence (Prologue)
Fandoms: Sherlock
Pairings and Characters: Mycroft/Lestrade
Rating: R
Warning: TW for depressions and symptoms thereof
Word Count: approx. 141 for this bit
Summary: "Then, eight days after he enters the Diogenes club, someone breaks the rules."
A/N: Set in the same verse as
Beyond the Grave (and part of my shiny new
"Coming Home" series!) but the fic also works as a standalone.
Many thanks to cxionbonan for the beta and support!
In Silence
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Prologue
Mycroft watches the retreating form of one DI Gregory Lestrade as Gregory walks back to his tiny kitchen. Mycroft's eyes drop back down to the bowl of soup in his own lap. It's preposterous: soup in bed in a miniscule flat in the heart of London.
He isn't even sick.
The soup is warm, welcoming, and inconceivably kind. That Gregory wants to take care of him…it means more than Mycroft could ever impress on the man. Mycroft hasn't had anyone to take care of him in quite some time.
But Gregory believes Mycroft is in mourning, when that isn't quite true. He shouldn't be here, in his boyfriend's flat, eating homemade soup. Gregory's kindness is…too much. It's certainly more than Mycroft deserves. Not after what he's done.
No, Gregory has gone and ruined everything.
It isn't supposed to be like this.
Chapter One