A/N SMUT WARNING!!!! This one is really long but it has smut so it is worth it lol. This one also mentions Mystrade. Enjoy!! <3
John had convinced me to go home for Christmas this year, agreeing to come with me if I behaved. This year was important, or so I was told. Mycroft had found someone and was bringing them to meet our parents. Even I was unsure who it was. I was just shocked that he was in a relationship. He was the one who always said that love was a dangerous disadvantage, and now he was romantically involved with someone. I don't know how to process this, the brother I had looked up to for so long was showing weakness and I have no idea how to handle it.
Everyone else is practically quivering with excitement; you can feel it in the air. Mother has been talking consistently, babbling about everything from the food to how Father keeps losing his keys.
'God, when will they get here?' I wondered silently, sipping the punch that John handed me.
John. He is my saving grace this Christmas. He is always my saving grace; always strong and steadfast. I glanced over at my flatmate, who was busying himself in the kitchen. My heart broke for him; this was supposed to be his first Christmas with Mary. Instead he was spending it here, with my family. He had tried to make it work with her, even though she had lied to him, but he couldn't. Their marriage fell apart and he moved back in with me. How could she have done that to him? How could she hurt such a selfless man, someone who would literally die for the ones he loves?
"Are you alright Sherlock?" My father's voice cut through my thoughts. I looked at him, smiling up at the man before me and nodding. He glanced back at John before returning his gaze to me and giving me a knowing smile. That man could always read people better than anyone I knew. I felt my cheeks turning pink and looked at the cup in my hands.
The room froze when the doorbell rang, anticipation peaking. Mother scurried to the door to let her eldest into the tense room. Mycroft entered, looking as impeccable as ever. He was followed by his date, whose face somewhat hidden behind Mycroft. As they entered, Mycroft bidding the room the wishes of the holidays, he stepped aside and took the hand of his partner.
"Lestrade, you are Mycroft's date?" John looked absolutely shocked, mirroring the thoughts that were racing through my own mind. I wasn't even aware that Mycroft knew the Detective Inspector.
"Hello John, Sherlock. I didn't expect to see you here." He nervously rubbed the back of his neck, a blush taking over his cheeks. He grinned and looked at my brother, his eyes lighting up when he looked at his partner. Mycroft's eyes also lit up as he smiled back at the detective. They were in love, any fool could see that. I couldn't help but feel happy for them. I stood and made my way over to them.
"Congratulations to the both of you, I am very happy for the both of you." I reached my hand out to shake Lestrade's, but was pulled in for a hug instead. I returned the gesture and pulled away after a few minutes, a grin pulling at my lips. Their happiness was contagious. The shock of the meeting wore off and the room was filled with excited chatter once again. Mother enlisted everyone's help to set up the table for the dinner. She positioned me at the counter chopping a cucumber, so that I could stay out of the way.
"Sherlock, could you pass me a glass please?" I heard John's voice from beside me and glanced at him. He was watching my hands as they continued to chop the vegetable. I reached above my head for a glass, grabbing one and handing it to John. "Thanks." He mumbled, squeezing behind me. I felt his hand on my back, running from my waist, across the small of my back, before pulling off by my other side. The touch was distracting, and I couldn't help but jolt a little at the contact.
