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lacelynpage · 2 years

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My last recital

Summery: Sherlocks funeral hit Mycroft a little harder then he expected.

Word count: 521

Warnings: Mention of Sherlocks faked death, nothing else <3

A/N: Hello Darlings! This idea popped into my head earlier and I just had to write it. Thank you all so much for your support! I hope to be publishing the second chapter of Regency soon, so keep an eye out.

Sherlock wasn't dead.

Mycroft knew that,

He had helped plan it all.

Had watched the plane take off.

But to see the funeral…

To look at the name on that grave…

His arrogant little brother.

His perplexing little brother.

His irritating,

Relentless,

impossible,

…Little brother.

You could feel it in the shakiness of his hand as you walked out of the church.

You could see it in his eyes when they lowered the empty coffin into the ground.

But now you could hear it.

It rang out as clear, clean notes on the piano.

Hidden, just out of his sight, in the door to the ballroom, you listened.

With elegant and gentle touches Mycroft played the piano for the first time in years.

You had often asked him to play for you, but he never did.

He had hated the years of lessons he had been forced to endure as a child.

Sherlock had loved them, but Mycroft never quite took to it.

Still, there he sat; eyes closed as he let his memory take over.

It was a beautiful song, with a lovely yet haunting melody.

Somehow it felt unfinished,

Like it was only part of something.

There was a sigh after the last echoes of the notes had faded.

You watched from behind as he took a sip of the scotch in his glass, setting it back down with a heavy hand.

“It's a duet.”

Mycroft's voice startled you out of your trance.

The rasping in his voice gave away his past tears while he stared at the piano.

As you walked closer you gently rested your hand on his shoulders.

He made no move to look at you, preferring the thin veil of privacy it provided him.

Sharing his emotions was not one of his specialties.

“We played it together at my last recital.”

There was a melancholy to his voice.

“Sherlock always hated that I quit playing, held it over me for years.”

Another slow sip of scotch,

“He would send me things at uni. His compositions, things he thought I might enjoy playing.”

You smiled sadly to yourself a bit.

Mycroft was truly sentimental once you really got to know him. He had many very obscured trinkets in his estate. Small things that other people disregarded in favor of the historic paintings, but all had an incredibly important meaning to him.

With a very deliberate hand he opened a leather-bound book that sat on the bench next to him.

Inside were several stapled packets of handwritten sheet music. They are initialed and dated at the top. He looked through, briefly, and pulled one out.

S.H. 1988, age 12

He places it on the piano and begins. With a delicate melody Mycroft plays the expertly composed song.

He began to lose himself in the peace.

Remembering his little brother who, though he wasn't dead, was in an incredibly dangerous situation.

Slowly you backed away, giving Mycroft the space, he needed to process his emotions.

A swell of music followed your ears as you walked into the kitchen to start making a tray of Mycroft's favorite cookies.

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asgards-princess-of-mischief · 5 months

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Last Updated: 2023-12-08

Disclaimer: I am not the author of these stories, just sharing my favourite BBC!Mycroft Holmes stories. Find the authors' links below. If you want your work removed, message me privately.

❆ Christmas Party by bbcsherloves▪︎〔F〕▪︎♥︎▪︎

Summary: "You and Mycroft have been dating secretly for years, and for the first time since, Mycroft has invited you to a Christmas Party."

❆ Gentle Nudge￨Prt. II by girl-next-door-writes▪︎〔F〕▪︎

Summary: "Sherlock is concerned that his brother is lonely, so decides to intervene. The only thing is, the Holmes boys really do not know how 'people' work."

❆ His Soft Spot by specialagentlokitty▪︎〔F〕▪︎♥︎▪︎𑁍▪︎

Summary: You, your husband; Mycroft, and your daughter, attend a Christmas party at Baker Street.

❆ Serendipity by girl-next-door-writes▪︎〔F〕▪︎

Summary: "When Mycroft [invited] you to his parent's home for Christmas, he didn't realise he was giving his little brother the perfect opportunity to torture him."

❆ Interruptions by fandom-writes▪︎〔F〕▪︎

❆ Christmas shopping w/ Mycroft… by geeks-universe▪︎〔F〕▪︎

❆ Visiting Mycofts Parents for Christmas… ⧫ by geeks-universe▪︎〔F〕▪︎♥︎▪︎𑁍▪︎

See Also: Navigation | BBC!Mycroft Holmes Master Index

Authors: @bbcsherloves || @fandom-writers || @geeks-universe || @girl-next-door-writes || @specialagentlokitty ||

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pumpkzsafeplace · 8 months

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Hello 👋 I suffer from terrible anxiety attacks lately that make me feel like I can't breathe. I have this feeling that I'm choking and can't get any air in my lungs. I decided to write down some things that help me in the worst moments and I thought ,,why not post them here in case anyone else might need it?"

Here are things I do that help me with nervous shortness of breath:

First and most important thing: calm down.

Sometimes this feeling comes out of nowhere and it is difficult to locate its cause. Try to stay calm! Panic only makes it worse. If you're panicking really bad you might start to feel how your muscles tense up and kind of squish everything inside of you. Your head might start to hurt and your vision can get blurry. If you're in a really bad state like this and you can't seem to calm down here's what I'd recommend to do 👇

\→ try thinking about your favourite thing like a favourite colour/movie etc. but when you're thinking about it try to describe everything in EXTREME detail. For example: my favourite show is Sherlock BBC and my favourite character is Mycoft Holmes who's Sherlock's older brother. He's a middle aged man with short dark hair etc. Saying it out loud helps a lot.

\→ I've realised recently that an adrenaline shock can really help when you're panicking really bad so my recommendation is a cold shower. Turn the water as cold as it can get and jump in. This gives you kind of a shock wave and your body will hopefully kind of ,,reset". Now you're mad because you're cold but the panic should be over.

\→ if you're afraid that ,,what if I'm actually suffocating and I should go to the hospital?" Stay calm!!! I've been in ER many times because of my breathing but everything had always turned out to be just fine. What you're gonna do is try to find a pulse oximeter if you have one and if you don't check if your phone has a function of checking your blood oxygenation level. You should find it in a system health app. Remember to remove any nail polish you have on one of your fingers before the test! If your oxygen percentage is above 94% you're most likely not suffocating and have to calm down. Soon everything should go back to normal.

Now you might be wondering... ,,Why is it happening?"

Humans have something called autonomic nervous system which controls our heart rate and blood pressure, breathing, salivation etc. The most important thing is it can not just stop working out of nowhere. You can have a feeling like you're suffocating or your heart isn't working right but try to stay calm. It's probably just your stress that makes you feel this way. The more you think about it the worse it gets. Your nervous system can be calmed through stress and tension-reducing activities such as exercise, including stretching, yoga, and meditation. It's nothing dangerous when you know how to deal with it :)

But how to breathe properly in this situation?

👇

Inhale - 5 seconds

Hold - 5 seconds

Exhale - 9 seconds

Repeat until you've calmed down.

Try distracting yourself!

Thinking about it will only make it worse so it's best to distract yourself. Personally taking with my friends or family members really helps. Try to do something that causes your breathing to go in ,,autopilot" mode. Singing or talking might help - you kind of start to breathe automatically when you're speaking. Try eating something or if you're feeling well enough you can even try to go for a walk. Don't force yourself to do that though if you're still panicking!!! Regulate your breathing manually first using the 5-5-9 method from above.

Fresh air!!!

Open the windows or even go outside. Find yourself a fan. That helps a lot too. Try to lay down on your back and bring your legs to your chest. Tilt your head slightly backwards. This will help clear the airways in your body.

Things to remember

If you don't have any basis to think that cause of your shortness of breath is related to any illness don't panic! It's most likely caused by stress. It can be sudden and have no particular cause but as long as your oxygen level is above 94% you're fine. Try to calm down!!! Distract yourself and try not to overthink it. Use the 5-5-9 method to regulate your breathing. Remember it's nothing dangerous when you know how to handle it, and as I hope - now you do :)

I hope this helps. Stay safe littles ❤️‍🩹

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hihi lil bug’ 🌼

thank you so much for sharing these tips!

anxiety & panic attacks can creep up on anyone when they least expect it! at least knowing these key things will help you tackle it when it gets too much <3.

big big big hugs to you & any littles who are struggling right now <3,

you've got this i promise! <3.

-🍰

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hergan416 · 8 months

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Hice un post y me hizo pensar...¿Qué pasaría si Louis y Will comenzaron una relación romantica después de los 3 años separados, pero Albert está enamorado de Louis y nunca se lo dice? Lo peor es que las tendencias de culpa de Albert aumentan, ama a sus hermanos, solo que ama a uno de manera diferente. Y no puede con la culpa, así que quizás él se vaya a la cama con My, pero luego se da cuenta que está usando al director Holmes y él no quiere ser su padre.Oh, Dios, la angustia.

[Translation, according to Google at least] I made a post and it got me thinking...What if Louis and Will started a romantic relationship after 3 years apart, but Albert is in love with Louis and never tells him? The worst thing is that Albert's guilt tendencies increase, he loves his brothers, only he loves one differently. And he can't take the guilt, so maybe he'll go to bed with My, but then he realizes he's using Principal Holmes and he doesn't want to be his father. Oh, God, the heartbreak.

Oh DAMN that angst though. The turning to Mycoft out of convenience, only to be slapped in the face by his genetics is already enough, but then you also have the entire fact that he doesn't feel the same way about both of them and they are together. I'm sure it could be worked out but Albert also probably would not be one to suggest non-monogamy so he might never say anything...I wonder if Mycroft figures it out? I wonder what he says?

I wonder if Mycroft knows all along that Albert's heart isn't in it?

I love this.

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joe-roger-bish · 4 years

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I need to stop with all of these fandoms

@luci-ivery-colt

Welp....

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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 3 years

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Making Amends (Sherlock & Mycroft X Sister!Reader)

Characters: Sherlock & Mycroft X Sister!Reader, John Watson X Wife!Reader

Universe: Sherlock

Warnings: Sickness, hospitals, mention of surgery and blood tests

Request: Could you do Sherlock x sister reader. The reader and Holmes brother DON'T get along and the R is married to John Watson. The r gets diagnosed to Kidney failure and needs transplant, either the Holmes brother got match. The Holmes brothers we're worried at her and they wanted to make amend. Before the surgery they reconciled to reader and the reader forgive them.

You didn’t get along with your brothers, and hadn’t done since you were little. Your personalities didn’t merge well together, and it went further than a normal sibling hatred. Mycroft had a tendency to berate you and tell you that you weren’t doing good enough compared to him and Sherlock, and Sherlock just couldn’t help but insult you and point out your insecurities. It got to the point where a few years ago you decided to go no contact for a while, at least until you felt comfortable enough to try and let them be in your life.

In a strange turn of events, you ended up finding a link back to your second oldest brother, through his close friend/ex flatmate, John Watson. The reason that John no longer lived with Sherlock was because he was now living with you, his wife. The best part was that you had figured out it was Sherlock who he lived with early on in the relationship when he invited you around for tea one afternoon when Sherlock was out, and you spotted some of his telltale belongings, and you quickly told John of your relation to his roommate. He actually took the news pretty well, sitting down with you as you had your tea as you explained you were no contact with him and why, and he totally understood, and since then all your dates had been elsewhere, away from the presence of Sherlock. In fact, to make sure he wouldn’t snoop, John never told Sherlock he was dating.

It wasn’t until after John had moved out to live with you did Sherlock actually realise, and he realised because he came around for John’s help and you had answered the door. Needless to say, Sherlock wasn’t happy, and from then on only called or texted John when he needed him. You were more than happy with that arrangement. Sherlock of course told Mycroft about the whole thing, and Mycroft had the piece of mind to mostly ignore this information, except to sometimes ask how you were to John. John wish he could have taken a picture of Mycroft’s face when he informed him that you two were now married just to show you. It took Sherlock another month to realise this.

You often worried about John, and admittedly your brothers as well. You always assured that if John needed time away from Sherlock’s antics, you’d swat Sherlock away whenever he came around, even when John assured you there was no need. Sure, Sherlock drove him up the walls sometimes, but apparently John was fine with it if it meant they left you alone. Still though, you worried. About him, about your brothers… and you guess you worried a bit too much.

“Have you lost weight?” John commented one morning as you were having breakfast. You looked down at yourself, and admittedly you did notice you seemed to have lost some weight. You hummed.

“I guess. Might mean we can go have Christmas with my parents with Sherlock and Mycroft there and Sherlock might actually say something nice.” You joked, before yawning.

“Have you been sleeping well?” John then asked.

“Well… not as much as I used to, but it’s probably nothing.” You dismissed, but when you looked at your husband, you saw his eyebrows knitted together in concern. “Don’t go mothering me, John.”

“I’m not going to, just… how about we just pop to the doctors to make sure you’re okay?”

“John, you’re a doctor.”

“I’m your husband, I might be bias.” He excused, making you chuckle. “It might be nothing, but… weight loss and lack of sleep can be linked to a lot of serious stuff.” He explained. You knew that arguing with John over your health wasn’t gonna work, so you simply sighed and agreed.

A check up at the doctors escalated rather quickly, since during your appointment, both the doctor and John noticed your arm kept twitching and you admitted to have feeling a bit sick over the last few days, and admittedly you hadn’t had much of an appetite, and you had to give a blood test and urine sample, and then they booked you in for an MRI later that day. Now you were a little worried, but John was even more worried. “I’ll book today off work, I want to be there with you for the scan and the results.” He told you in the taxi home. His fussiness almost gave you a dreadful feeling, like he had an idea on what was wrong. You didn’t ask though, not wanting to wind yourself up. Instead you kept telling yourself that everything was fine, it was just a bug or something. Something minor.

John went with you to the hospital, and you tried to stay calm throughout the whole thing, however the entire time John was clearly worried out of his mind, even if he was trying to hide it. As you were waiting for the doctor to call you for the scan, you had been sat, and John had been stood over you, hands on hips and evidently anxious. “I’m going to be fine, it’s just a scan. I just have to lay perfectly still, right?” You tried to soothe him.

“Uh… yeah. Yeah, everything will be fine, just me worrying is all.” John tried to calm himself. Soon the doctor came out and called you into the room to do the scan. John had to wait with the doctor as they test happened, and while he wanted to discuss his theory to the others, he didn’t want to be accidentally heard by you over the intercom as they spoke with you. Eventually the test ended, and they told you they wanted you to stay in until the results came back.

As you waited, you had tried to get John to relax, saying maybe he should get a drink or a snack, but John refused, staying right by your side. Instead, you tried to talk to him about anything other than what was happening to try and calm him. That was until the doctors came back, and told you exactly why he was so on edge.

Kidney failure.

They explained to you how everything was going to happen now. They were going to keep you in and give you support until they could find you a donor, and they needed to find you one soon, and they’ll also perform a biopsy to find out the extent of damage and what caused it. John had been silent throughout the explanation, and as soon as the doctors asked if you had any questions, he spoke up. “Can you test to see if I’m a match?”

“Of course, we’ll get you tested immediately, please come with me.” The doctor instructed, and John got up. However before he left, he turned around to you and kissed your head.

“It’s gonna be alright. We’ll find you a donor, you’ll have your operation, and we’ll go home and rest.” He promised you, and you smiled at him before he turned to leave. Admittedly you weren’t sure how much of that was true.

John went for the test, though part of him knew there was a good chance he wasn’t a match. However, he knew two people who would more than likely be. As soon as the test was done, he got on his phone, calling Mycroft.

“Hello John, it’s a bit odd for you to be calling me-”

“Is Sherlock with you?”

“Oh no, what has he done?”

“Is. He. With. You?” John demanded. Mycroft had been silent for a moment.

“Yes. Why?”

“Good. You two need to get down to the hospital right now and get your blood tested. Y/N is really sick, she’s in kidney failure and she needs a donor as soon as possible.” He told them.

“We’ll be right down.”

The pair arrived not long after, immediately explaining the reason for them being there and Sherlock basically demanded a blood test right then and there. As soon as their tests had been done, they went to see you. You hadn’t been feeling much better since your admission, in fact you had been feeling worse. You’d tried to eat despite your lack of appetite because part of you hoped that if you did so it would have your situation, and you just ended up making yourself sick, and since then you’d sort of curled up in bed, shutting your hand and focussing on the feeling of John holding your hand. Neither said anything as they came and sat down at your bedside. John looked at them, a hint of gratefulness in his eyes, but it was clear he was scared. You weren’t doing well. You eventually opened your eyes, spotting the two. “What are you two doing here?”

“I called them. There’s a good chance one of them is a match.” John explained to you. You didn’t get upset with him, didn’t ask them to leave, or even kicked up any sort of fuss.

“Okay.” Was all you got out before you closed your eyes again.

“We’ve already been tested, we just have to wait to see the results.” Mycroft spoke up.

“What if none of you match?” You asked, being answered with a terrified silence. No match meant either a long, painful wait, or death. You really hoped one of them was a match.

Eventually the Doctor came back, and the smiles on his face immediately made you feel better. “Good news, both of your brothers can donate.” He informed you.

“Alright, when do we need to operate?” Mycroft ask.

“I’ll do it.” Sherlock spoke up immediately afterwards.

“Sherlock, I’m the eldest, it’s my responsibility-”

“Will you two just flip a coin or something? This isn’t over something like who gets the last slice of cake- this is Y/N’s life we’re talking about. Stop bickering.” John immediately told them off for you. Both fell quiet for a moment.

“You’re right. We’re sorry Y/N.” Mycroft apologised.

Eventually the two came to a decision on who would be donating- that being Mycroft. He could do his work while on rest from the operation, while Sherlock would without a doubt be up and about against the doctor’s orders. Myroft was taken to another room to be prepped before surgery, and Sherlock stayed with you and John. “...I know we haven’t been the best brothers to you, Y/N. Far from it… We’ve insulted you, belittled you… I can’t blame you for a second for cutting us out for so long, and I understand if after this you still want to keep your distance.” Sherlock spoke up.

“I know you two don’t mean to hurt me when you say that stuff, that you’re actually trying to help. I know Mycroft comments on how I live because he wants me to do well like him, and I know you often forget that words can hurt.”

“And I’m going to work on that, I promise.” Sherlock assured. Mycroft came back in the room, followed by the doctor and some surgeons.

“Ready Mrs Watson?” The doctor asked.

“I guess.” You sighed. John gave a squeeze to your hand, kissing your head, before your bed starting to be moved down the corridors. Mycroft opted to walk down there himself, beside his brother and John beside your bed, until you were at the doors. “Alright… see you two in a bit.” You said to your husband and Sherlock, before you turned to Mycroft. “Let’s see who wakes up first.” You joked, making him smile lightly, before you both went into the room.

Hope you like it! If you have any questions, please send them in!

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imaginemycroftholmes · 7 years

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A woman being sent to assassinate Mycroft?

WARNING! THIS IS GOING TO BE CRACK BECAUSE WHY NOT?

It was in the darkness of his dimly lit office that Mycroft was working alone. Why alone? Because he’s one of the few people in existence that can do the amount of complicated problems without killing everyone off that’s why!

Ain’t nobody have the patience and skill like this Holmes brother-not even Sherlock.

Anyway, Mycroft was working alone in his office in the dead of night (because he distracts the HELL out of everyone every time he pauses to talk) in one of his expensive three piece suits that gets everyone so hot and bothered because holy fuck he’s one sexy motherfucker when he’s all dolled up.

God damn.

He sits behind his enormous desk trying to get the rest of his work done so he can take a satisfying shower when Mycroft hears a noise with his super genius ears.

Immediately he can deduce where and who its coming from. “I know you’re there,” he states confidently not even grabbing for his brolly. Instead he leans back further into his big plush chair big enough for two and spreads his legs in a wide stance.

From out of the shadows appears an assassin; lovely and deadly as she stalks closer.

“Mr. Holmes I’ve come to kill you,” she declares unsheathing her gun from her belt holster, “and there’s nothing you can do to stop me!”

A delicate sexy eyebrow rises at the declaration. “Oh really?” he questions curiously.

“Yes, nothing now shut up and let me-wait! what are you doing?” the female assassin asks quizzically as Mycroft starts to undo his tie.

“Nothing,” Mycroft replies taking off the tie and then shedding his suit jacket. It was too seductive for words.

The assassin feels her body temperature rise as the jacket came off along with the tie and worse still-he was going for his collar.

“Please stop,” she begs weakly as her sense are being overwhelmed by his hotness. Everything is starting to feel tingly and there’s no way she can cope with all these flesh in person.

“What was that? You want more?” Mycroft asks innocently as the first 4 buttons of his shirt as revealing a teasing taste of skin.

The whole room seems to have reached sweltering levels for the poor assassin as the vest comes undone. She knows that she has to run before its too late but she is hypnotized by Mr. Holmes’ beauty and his body.

“No-please-I can’t!” she pleads as her target lifts up one elegant pant leg onto the desk.

“We’ll see about that,” Mycroft states smugly as he rolls up one expensive pant leg to reveal an expanse of creamy leg.

And it is like an immediate explosion as the female assassin rushes over the sturdy wooden desk and takes him.

They fuck like animals for almost the entire night and in as many different positions as possible that even the when he regulars came in they were cast out of the building lest they start an orgy of Mycroft’s god-like sex prowess.

And in the end-the day was saved thanks to Mycroft and his irresistible charms, his suits, and his legs.

the end.

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lykoicosplay · 5 years

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“Remarkable.”

"What is?”

"Most people blunder around this city and all they see are streets and shops and cars. When you walk with Sherlock Holmes you see the battlefield. You’ve seen it already, haven’t you.”

"What’s wrong with my hand?”

“You have an intermittent tremor in your left hand. {Watson nods}Your therapist thinks it’s posttraumatic stress disorder. She thinks you’re haunted by memories of your military service—”

“Who the hell are you? How do you know that?”

“Fire her. She’s got it the wrong way around. You’re under stress right now and your hand is perfectly steady. You’re not haunted by the war, Dr. Watson. You miss it. Welcome back.”

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stattic-writes · 4 years

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crazydaymycrazyway · 1 month

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Mycoft and Albert getting married-

Mycoft: Is there anything you want to do after marriage? Any specific conditions?

Albert: Do you have a cat?

Mycoft: Yes?

Albert: Then buy fifteen more identical ones and don't tell anybody. Whenever someone comes to visit you, just say you have one cat who is really fast.

Mycoft: ....

Louis: ...I'm adopted

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inevitably-johnlocked · 3 years

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Hi again Steph how are you after the break ?

I hope u doing well

I’m here to ask if you have any really depressed / drug addiction sherlock where Mycoft actually show emotions toward Sherlock ? ( in a brother way of course ) John being there would be cool to lol

Love u Steph ♡´･ᴗ･`♡(⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃

Hey Lovely!

Ahhh, I could be better... BUT my boss gave me time off next week so I'm looking forward to it haha.

Ahhhhh, I don't recall off-hand any with this plot thread, but you might like these lists:

Big-Brother Mycroft

Big Brother Mycroft Pt 2

Big Brother Mycroft Pt. 3

Holmes Brothers’ Relationship

And these Drug fics:

Self Harm, Danger Nights, and Drugs

Drugs and Drugging Pt 2

Realistic Drugs/Drug Rehab (Comm. Recs)

Feel free as always, friends, to add your own!

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #big brother mycroft #protective mycroft #drugs cw #fic masterlist

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lizzexx · 3 years

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I understand why the 4th season of Sherlock Holmes wasn't everyone's favourite. But to me one of my favourite scenes is at the end where Sherlock, despite everything the eurus had done, still came back to the island to visit her and play the violin for her, and just spend time with her,which was what she had wanted all along. Also what did you think of Eurus since I see why people didn't like her. I also felt a bit sorry for Mycoft this season especially when he wanted Sherlock to shot him.

I have a back and forth love/hate with that part of the show lol :) I love that we get to see him bond with his sister, to realize she just wanted to spend time with him and play with him, and to be there for her. But I also feel like, after all she did, what she put them through, she maybe shouldn’t have gotten what she wanted from it? In a way? Like, it might just reinforce to her that if she acts out next time, and does something even worse, she’ll still be forgiven and get what she wants out of it? I’ll be putting a tiny spin on the time he spends with Eurus in Leena’s story to sort of go deeper into that familiar bond, but also the line between what can be overlooked and what shouldn’t be so I hope it’ll still work out :)

I did feel sorry for Eurus though, because so much of what she became, to me, was the result of people not understanding how to work with her or thinking they knew better/best when it wasn’t what was right for her at all :( So that’ll also be explored too, how much of what Eurus did was her mind and how much was what her mind became being cooped up the way she was. We might get something more out of Eurus in the notes of the last chapter of her story ;) ;)

Mycroft was complicated to me, especially writing him out. Because you get to see into his mind and his fears/thoughts/reasons, but you also get outside perspectives. Mycroft IS a very smart man, but he’s not a psychologist, he’s not someone who has spent his life studying mental health, and I think he falls back too much on being ‘smart’ instead of genuinely ‘understanding’ some things. Choices he made had consequences, and what he thought was the right thing to do, when looked at from someone who has more experience than he does in certain areas might reveal to him some missteps he’s made. I think part of Series 4 was him being forced to realize he isn’t as smart as he wants to appear, that he can make mistakes, and he feels he needs to make up for them in whatever way he can, saving his brother and making choices easier for him was one :(

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wildflowerwattpad0217 · 3 years

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Long Time, No See: a Sherlock x OC Fanfic. My reaction after two years.

This story has spoilers for this fanfic, if you would like to read it before hand here is the link:

Long Time, No See

Masterlist

Each paragraph is a chapter.

Did I recycle names because I really did like the name Samara and didn't think it was getting enough love? Yes, I did. This is the prologue, explaining Sherlock and Samara's past together up until she leaves, moving in with her father and her 'half-brother' who just happens to be the evil James Moriarty. Then there is a cameo at the end by A.G.R.A.

This is creepy tbh. She was protecting him. So her father ended up being abusive, and to run away from it all she faked her death. Legally her last name is now Moriarty but she prefers Finley. It's always nice when you even surprise Mycroft. She's Queenie, best hacker in the world.

John trying to make small talk with Samara well she is making a firewall for the British government. John and Sherlock after finding out her sleep schedule is forcing her to go to bed. Sherlock admitted to John about being in love with her. I love Sherlock and Samara's dynamic.

A severed head in the fridge. When the blog Sherlock doesn't like is also the reason is his best friend is back with him after she read the last name, Moriarty. Sam coming to Sherlock's defense when coming to him deleting the solar system from his mind palace. She is so not bother by the fact there was a piece of glass in her face. Sherlock and Mycroft's sibling rilvarly tho. Scotland Yard is shaking at the idea of two Sherlocks.

A game of war. Moriarty. Carl Powers, their first case. Time to finish what they started. She got into the system. Botox. Her father run an insurance fraud ring.

It's time for war. He knows something she doesn't. She says she's more powerful than Mycroft and tbh she's not wrong. Moriarty isn't wrong tho. Hacking is her drug... Samara has a few ideas.

Yeah, Sherlock is going to ask about that later. That was a quick case. And a small bit of the truth comes out. Connie Prince.

Sherlock and Sam are freaking out Lestrade and it's perfect. Everyone who knows Sherlock always has the same questions for Sam. She defused that tension quickly. Sherlock has been almost killed a lot, if it hadn't been for Sam he and Mycoft would probably be dead.

This chapter just shows everyone how much pull she has any underground community. The way even the golem owes her favors and is on a nickname basis with him. The Van Buren supernova. She is going to kill her brother.

I do agree, it's time to fulfill that promise. King Midas just warned Sam about what her brother is planning. They are full siblings not just half siblings. This scene right here, proves even more to Sherlock how deep she is in the community how powerful she is that not even the assassins no matter how much they are being paid they will be loyal to Queenie.

Sherlock was wondering if her and King Midas ever dated and she was like sweetie he's gay. To which he let out a sigh of relief. She is going to the Buckingham palace in workout clothes at least it's not a sheet. All Hail John Watson, the king is sass. Samara, the bisexual icon. Irene Adler is her ex girlfriend.

Samara just saying she should have just broke it and it would have been less chit chat. She really does have a death wish, doesn't she? And Irene knows it too and annoyed with it. I forgot I made her an ex-sex addict.

She picked pocketed Sam's phone. When Sam uses Sherlock's actual first name, William. Then threatens to call his mother if he doesn't apologize. Irene Adler is dead.

Sherlock's worried about Sam. Sam fell in love with Irene, that was her mistake. She cut her brother's toe off with gardening shears. Sherlock doesn't know if he loves Sam. Never mind he does. Sam knows Irene is not dead. Sam had a rag of chloroform in her pocket, that's a little concerning tbh.

They started dating, Sam and Sherlock did. The tortured Soul reference though. If you don't know tortured soul is my Harry Potter fanfic and Athens is main character. When her brother calls her and says their parents wear assassinated. Irene Adler was sleeping in Sherlock's room. Irene pissed off Sam so she went to the gym and went Sherlock followed her he scared the shit out of her and she pinned him down.

Samara insulting Mycroft. Sam is pissed that Irene she's not even using her name she just saying Miss Adler. And Irene's just in shock everyone's in shock about how mad she is. Irene was under the command of James, her brother when she was with her. Irene admitted that she loved her but Samara said that she just realized that she never loved her and that she was a fill-in for Sherlock.

Irene Adler is dead. Her brother is calling her. She just has to go to the house to pick up some old photos of her and Sherlock that she hid underneath the floorboards. The moment she sees her brother she slaps him and don't blame her though. They're going to burn down the house that they were abused in because FUCK their father. And she is trying not to have a sibling bonding moment. And he just said shut up and listen. James was the one to put the hit out on them.

Sherlock planned romantic evening for him and Sam. So she gets a text from the American White House and then from her brother. She was a witness against her brother. Sherlock's in contempt for showing off.

James was found not guilty. Sam calling him out on his bullshit about the computer code. She is the queen of all hackers she would know if that code existed it doesn't. Assassins that Sam don't know are moving in around her and she doesn't like it. Penelope Garcia. So fun fact, there were two shows that I was debating for her to go to during the time Sherlock was in hiding taking down morarities web and one of them was NCIS LA and the one I actually went for was criminal minds cuz I thought about NCIS LA because of the fact I could explore her disguises and undercover identities but I decided with criminal minds and the FBI BAU because I just thought it would be better for her.

She just said his real first name again, he's in trouble. Breadcrumbs. The American President is offering her to work for the FBI for two year and then she'll be pardoned in America.

During the raid on Adlestone someone Chloroformed Samara and cut her wrists. She woke up in the hospital and she walked out of there. Just to see her brother's face in a cab. When Sherlock asked Sam if she 100 percent sure positive that she believes in him. I love that she just look at him and goes "Bloody hell, I am. You've been doing this longer than you have known me, Sherlock. Of course, I am sure." And I love that.

That's a good point. Does it count if they don't say his actual first name? She really just jumped out the window, didn't she? (Kitty Riley)-They won't hurt you infront of witnesses, Richard. (Samara)-Bet (Sherlock and John)- Sam no!| When she has her brother birth certificate to prove his existince. He just realized the fall wasn't a metaphor for anything. Sam just told Mycoft the key code isn't real and just realized how much he fucked up.

Sam knows something is up with Sherlock. He's on the rooftop. Sherlock is dead. Sherlock told her to accept the offer so she did. Greg is a good friend.

Hello FBI BAU. Penelope Garcia, her old friend. Fun facts, she's the one who taught Garcia how to hack, well at least in the store she did. She started deducing them already. Irene Adler. The team doesn't know she faked her death for a period of time. CIA agent Nielsen. The assassin after is the golem and the reason Irene went after her specifically is so she could get the golem off her back. And James may have a twin Richard Brooke.

Why wouldn't you do an autopsy on the criminal that almost beat Sherlock Holmes. She got her to give up the flash drive though. She just found out Sherlock saved Irene.

Sherlock os back from the dead. When they got to her apartment they has sex. Her last night in the US she played the piano for the team.

She is back in London. The people waiting for her at the airport is Sherlock, John and an old face she hasn't seen in a long time, Rose. But she's introduced as Mary. It's weird to see Sherlock flirt. Before he's so Samara at the FBI field office he didn't deduce anyone because he was so focused on seeing Sam again. They both just said no to a case. Sam was like not till Sherlock's done eating. Then Sherlock was like come back tomorrow we have plans today. They had a cute date night.

Samara and Mary AKA Rose are meeting for lunch. A.G.R.A. Sam just found out the whole team's dead. And she's Mary's maid of honor. Mary and John are taking bets on a Samara going to propose to Sherlock or is Sherlock going to propose to Samara. Telegrams. Sherlock's emotional part to his speech. Now to the funny stories. Samara really nailed it on the dot didn't she?

The major was stabbed and locked himself in his room. Sam and Sherlock are talking about their future.

A month after the wedding, Sherlock is found in a drug house. She walks into the hospital saying his full name, William Sherlock Scott Holmes. Charles Augustus Magnussen. I love Mycroft calling Samara out saying stop with that look and then her saying what luck and then him replying the look that says I know something you don't because it's connected to my past but I'm not going to reveal the until it's time. Her brother would be jealous of how Sherlock describes this criminal. Time for Samara to act like Queenie. He threatens Sherlock, she threatens his sister and his niece.

Charles is scared of Queenie. Sherlock just got shot by Mary. Samara ripped into Mary for for shooting her best friend. Sherlock knows that if Mary kills him Sam will kill Mary.

Sam admitted to being a big part of the lie. Sam explained that she is the reason Mary got in to his office. When Sam threatens every single assassin that if they even touch a member of the Holmes family they will be tortured. Then Sam admits psycho runs in the family. Sherlock just killed Charles Magnussen. Before getting on the plane, Sherlock asked Sam to move on from him. Then countrywide video of her brother saying did you miss me.

Mycroft pulled Sherlock from The deadly mission. Samara told John about Irene Adler while she was in America and Richard Brooke. Sam and Sherlock are going to be godparents. Sam just put Sherlock's phone in her bra to get him to stop texting. And they babysit baby Watson it's adorable. The Charlie Welsborough case. And something just caught Sherlock's attention.

Time for her to go to a payphone. On the other line was Ajay, cleaning Rose betrayed them. She's going to go talk to Rose. Sam had Mary tell her exactly how it played out. Now she has to talk to Ajay again.

John replaced himself with a balloon I always find that bit funny. I always find this episode funny because he goes on to lie to the sky saying that his wife's a spot and she's working for James and the just to find out she willing left him. I feel like it's all so proof that Sherlock Holmes has a sense of humor. Sherlock now knows that the bust breaking has something to do with A.G.R.A. Why is Garcia's ex calling her? He's warning her, saying she's in danger. James is alive. Her brother is alive.

Sherlock knows he's alive now, and so does Mary and John. Sherlock just found out A.G.R.A. is an organization of multiple people not just Mary's initials. He asked her to go back to the flat. Penelope Garcia now knows that Sam's brother had her ex-boyfriend at gunpoint. And Garcia just told Sam that Irene Adler is dead. Morocco. Mary forgot that Sam put tracking devices in the USBs. Queenie was A.G.R.A.s biggest secret. John just said Sam's main priority is keeping Sherlock alive. Sam is like a mother and she would be an awesome mother. Cuz she just made Ajay in the middle of pointing a gun at Mary made him give it up and threatened to smack him in the backside of the head.

Old habits die hard? I forgot I wrote that part. They really didn't think she was going to investigate Ammo? To the aquarium we go. Queenie is considered a reliable killer. Sam just pushed Sherlock out of the way of a bullet, hitting her. However, she's laughing because her jacket is made out of Kevlar. Sherlock still me to go to the hospital though.

Sherlock is going to propose. Sam suspect something and it's driving her crazy. She said yes.

She's telling her team that was back in America and about her brother they seem to be happy about the marriage but concerned about James. John convinced them to at least have a small wedding.

Sherlock was in a coma.That's my filling for the culverton Smith episode. Sherlock's secret sister. She hacked the British government to find out where Sherlock's sister was being held. The motion sensor bomb drone.

They broke into the facility, Sherlock didn't want Samara to go but Samara didn't give him a choice. Mycroft and Sam have such a brother sister relationship. And the facility has been compromised. The little girl in the plane. James praised her hacking skill to Sherlock's sister. And we are left on that scene where John's about to kill the governor.

John couldn't do it and hand it off to Sam. Sam took it without hesitation, apologized then shot him. The three are shook. Back to little girl. Sam has had enough of Mycroft's sass. Back to little girl after going into a room with only a computer. Oh shit Sam's pregnant.

Sam was knocked out before she got into the other room. And woke up in a different room without anyone else in there, well except her brother and Sebastian Moran. And Sebastian turns out to be an old fling. After her brother left, she was tortured and then knocked out. She woke up in the hospital. Samara had a miscarriage. Which led to a serious talk about them having kids in the future.

It's time for the wedding chapter. Her maid of honor is Mary. Her bridesmaids are Garcia and JJ. Sherlock's best man is John. His groomsman are Greg and his brother. Right now she's picking everyone up from the airport. The team is finding out about Sherlock's secret sister and that she was pregnant and then had a miscarriage. The vows are so sweet, they're officially married now.

He is so sweet. Sherlock can't cook and I find that funny. James has made an appearance in the flat. Lestrade came with a case. The bodies said "For Queenie" on them and you didn't want to tell Queenie.

She's confronting her crazy fan. He revealed the Oracle is alive. Oracle is the first person she ever killed it was in self-defense, but still. She's going to attempt to recruit her brother to keep on her side. James agreed to be on her side.

Samara is pregnant again. Sherlock is shook but happy. Mycroft has decided that the child will be spoiled. Greg has a thing for Mycroft. And James just found that she's pregnant.

The first ultrasound. The person claiming to be the oracle, his daughter. She didn't know how bad of a person her father was, harming 38 women.

The final chapter, it's a girl. Sacora Faith Holmes. I remember when I came up with that name for the kid, I was actually and study hall of my junior year of high school and I had everything planned out for the story in a notebook and that's what I would do during study hall. She has blue eyes. Her first word was crime scene. In the end Rosie and Sacora end up dating.

Overall, it is probably one of my better stories. I do notice in these stories I did forget to put a trigger warning. So my final rating is 9/10, took a point out for missing a trigger warning.

#Sherlock #mycroft #john watson #mary watson #AGRA #Sherlock x OC #wildflower fanfiction #wildflower stories #james moiarty #lestrade #anderson

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sotheywrotestories · 5 years

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My favorite color is pastel yellow because it’s bright and it’s a color that I find brings a smile to my face. It’s one of those colors that simply make me at ease and comfortable. My favorite character is Mycroft Holmes.

mycroft didn’t like any other color besides grey. everything was grey.

when (Y/N) moved in, she also moved in a lot of yellow decorations.

and mycoft hated it.

but when she had to be on leave for her mother and he woke from a terrible nightmare, seeing the yellow of her blanket, and pillow, and the van goph painting on the chair, made him easy.

he started wearing yellow a lot more after that

#mycroft holmes x reader #mycroft x reader #holmes x reader #soshewrotestories colors

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lazydoodlesandfanfic · 3 years

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Long-Lasting Crush (Mycroft X Fem!Reader)

Characters: Mycroft X Fem!Reader

Universe: Sherlock

Warnings: Bit of swearing.

Request: 1/2 Reader is Sherlock best friend and had a teenage crush on Mycroft during teenage. Knowing that, Sherlock plots a "Never have I ever" game with the three of then, and when they are almost drunk he says "Never have I ever had a crush on someone in the room". Reader take her shot, but Mycroft just stare Sherlock like he could kill with him, stand up and leaves. Reader feels humiliated and leave the house crying and heartbroken, and the Holmes Brothers never hear from her again for 20 years. 2/2 Sherlock tracks the reader down again, asks for forgiveness and invite her to 221B Baker Street. Of course it's a set up for reader and Mycroft to reunite. Sherlock gives a speech about how he hate unfinished games, then gives Myc a whisky shot, threatens him and leave them alone. Reader is confused, then Mycroft explains that he also have a crush on her, but his thoughts about feelings made him walk away years ago. A fluffy ending, please, and also, feel free to alter any detail you want.

It had been almost 20 years since the incident. Now when you phrased it like that, it made it sound like it was a horrible tragedy, like something life changing happened, and you were sure if anyone ever heard the story they would call you dramatic. However, after 20 years of the memory going around in your head, you had come to the conclusion that it may be silly now, but in the mind of a teenager, it was the worst thing that could have happened, and in fairness, it did change your life.

20 years ago, you found yourself being the best friend of a boy named Sherlock. Odd name but that wasn’t the point. You and Sherlock had been friends since you had started going to the same secondary school, and it was through him you met Mycroft, Sherlock’s older brother by 7 years. You were 2 years older than Sherlock, and while you weren’t in any of his classes, you did stick up for him when people were mean to him for how odd he was, and he spent most breaks, dinners and after school with you. Your friendship with Sherlock was actually pretty normal. You hung out, helped each other with issues, and confided in eachother. However, it still took you a long time to admit to him that you may or may not have had a crush on his older brother. Sherlock of course claimed you could do better, but after insisting that’s now it works, he backed down and seemed to forget about it. Or so you thought.

When you were 19, out of school and two years into college and one year of university under your belt, still friends with Sherlock and actually managing to get closer to Mycroft, Sherlock had asked you to come around to his for a little get together to celebrate making it though your first year of university despite how tough it had been. You had accepted, not thinking much about it. You still didn’t think much of it when you got there and Mycroft was there as well. By this point Mycroft had graduated and was now working for the government, so you found it nice that he took the time out of his schedule to be here.

The get together had been going very well for most of the night, you and Mycoft having a few drinks but nothing crazy, and you were far from drunk, but enough to get rid of any nerves and to relax and have a joke, so much so that when Sherlock suggested a few rounds of the game ‘never have I ever’, you didn’t think too much of it and agreed to it, same with Mycroft. Everything was going swimmingly, until a round where it was Sherlock’s turn. “Never have I ever… had a crush on a friend’s sibling.” He said. Your heart stopped as you looked at Sherlock, who was looking back at you and smirking. You glanced at Mycroft, who looked like he was thinking. You decided he was probably too distracted to notice, and hell… how would he know you meant him?

You put your drink to your lips, taking a gulp before putting it back down, and waiting for Mycroft to start on his turn, turning to him to wait, when you realised he’d seen you take a drink. He’d seen you admit. You just stared at each other in silence. You saw the moment when he realised you meant him, and still he said nothing. If anything he looked almost horrified. You looked over at Sherlock, who clearly wasn’t expecting this to turn out this way. “Y/N-” He started, but you were already up, silently but quickly making your leave from the house. That was the last time you had seen them. You hadn’t seen Mycroft, and you refused to talk to Sherlock.

You’d moved on with your life. You finished your course, getting your degree, and entered the work field, and when a job opportunity miles away from Sherlock and Mycroft popped up, you jumped at it. You’d married once which ended in a divorce, though you still talked with your ex. He’d moved on, married again and was happy, and you were happy for him. He’d mentioned maybe you should go reunite with your childhood best friend, and maybe your childhood crush. You’d told him no, but not a year later you moved back to London for work. And wouldn’t you know it- you ran into Sherlock. Quite literally.

You’d been out to go get groceries, when you came to a corner and when turning, bumped into someone walking the same way. Luckily the bag you had dropped had nothing that could have smashed in it, though the contents spilled out of the bag onto the pavement. “Sorry, my bad!” You immediately apologised, getting down to pick things up. The person you had bumped into didn’t stop to help you, though he also didn’t move on, or make any sound. For a moment you thought to yourself about how much of a knob he was being, before you heard him say your name. You looked up, meeting the eyes of your childhood friend. “Sherlock?” Sherlock squatted down, finally starting to help you gather your things, before you both stood.

“What are you doing here?” He asked you.

“I moved back last year.” You told him. It was strange talking to him again after all these years, especially since it didn’t take long for you two to start catching up. He told you about how he had become a private detective- rather fitting. You told him about your job and how it had led you back here, and other things as you walked to your apartment with him, stopping outside of it.

“Have you moved back alone?” He asked you clearly asking you the obvious.

“Yeah… got married, then divorced… we’re good friends still, he actually convinced me to come back here.” You told him, and he nodded.

“London can be lonely, let me give you my address and phone number. We can catch up properly. What do you say?” He offered. You thought for a moment, then smiled and nodded. Sherlock called you the next day, which started a ritual of calling every day before you had to leave for work. He’d sometimes come to yours, or you’d go out for lunch to catch up, and sometimes he’d drag along his friend and roommate, John. When John found out you knew Sherlock from childhood, he asked how the hell you got along with him and if he was always this unbearable.

You were getting ready for work again, when your phone rang again. You didn’t even have to check the name as you answered at this point. “Morning Sherlock.” You greeted.

“Morning. I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my place after work? John’s working overtime and Mrs Hudson wants to treat you to tea.” He explained to you.

“Love to, I’ll head over as soon as my shift is done.” You told him. Little did you know that despite 20 years having passed, you had just fell for basically the same trick as you had done back then.

You arrived at the apartments after your shift, knocking on the door and waiting. It wasn’t long till a nice older woman answered it. “Hello! You must be Y/N! It’s lovely to meet you, I’m Mrs Hudson. They’re up that flight of stairs, first door.” She pointed out for you. You thanked her, heading up the stairs, knocking on the door before letting yourself in.

“Sherlock, it’s me.” You announced as you walked in, closing the door behind you before turning around, and your heart stopped, your smile dropping. Sherlock was there… but so was Mycroft. Mycroft’s expression seemed to match yours.

“Thank you for coming, Y/N. Please take a seat, I’ll get you a cup of tea.” Sherlock said, getting up and heading to the kitchen. You lowered your head, walking to the spare seat and sitting down… exactly opposite Mycroft. There was silence until Sherlock came back, putting a cup in front of you. “Mrs Hudson has some biscuits, I’ll go get them.” He said, moving to the door, closing it behind them… then you heard the click. He’d locked it behind him. The bastard.

There was a long period of silence between you both as you awkwardly drank your tea, until eventually Mycroft spoke up. “So… how have you been?”

“...Good. I’ve just moved back here this year for work… what’s your job nowadays?” You asked.

Conversation slowly started to pick up. You talked about work, each other’s families things were going really well… and then relationships came up. “Do you have a partner?”

“Does an ex husband count?” You chuckled. “No. Just me. Moved back here alone. What about you?” You asked him, looking at him. He didn’t answer, as he looked down at his now cold drink. “Mycroft?”

“...I’d like to apologise.” He said, finally looking up at you. “For how I acted. All those years ago.” He said. You frowned, reminiscing on the moment. The pure feeling of rejection you had felt. “Sherlock gave me a right bollocking when you left. Call me an idiot, and he was right?”

“You have on reason to apologise. I should apologise. If I’d just stayed quiet and not taken that drink we could have still been friends.” You chuckled dry.

“I don’t think you understand… I did like you, Y/N.” He told you. You stopped, looking at him wide eyed at the confession. “I was just… surprised that you even liked me back.”

“Oh my god… are you telling me I isolated myself from you for 20 years because of a misunderstanding and teenage angst?” You asked, which only made him smile and lightly laugh as you pinched the bridge of your nose.

“Well, at least it wasn’t forever, right?... I don’t know if you still have those feelings for me… but, if you’re alright with it, I’d love to take you out for dinner sometime?” He asked you. You smiled softly at him.

“I’d love that as well.”

Hope you like it! If you have any questions, please send them in!

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