Would it be manly to get weak-kneed in the bathroom? Because Greg already knew he had the goofiest smile on his face.
Taking the towel, he dried himself off, and wrapped it around his waist, before hooking an arm around Mycroft's waist to pull him closer.
"You are bloody amazing, do you know that?" he shook his head. "Not to be flippant but...damn."
Leaning towards him, he kissed him. Lingering, warm, hoping what he wasn't saying was apparent in the kiss. It wasn't long, but he lingered just a breath's width from him after.
"You are always welcome at my flat Mycroft. If I'm there alone or if I'm not. For dinner, for lunch, for watching football, for breakfast. If Addie says spend the night, then I fully expect you to bring over a dressing gown or borrow one of mine for Sunday pancakes."
Was it too soon to say anything else? Because Greg felt...more than fondly towards Mycroft. The man was something very special and Greg wanted to hold on to him for as long as he was allowed. For a very long time if that was possible.
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Taking the towel, he dried himself off, and wrapped it around his waist, before hooking an arm around Mycroft's waist to pull him closer.
"You are bloody amazing, do you know that?" he shook his head. "Not to be flippant but...damn."
Leaning towards him, he kissed him. Lingering, warm, hoping what he wasn't saying was apparent in the kiss. It wasn't long, but he lingered just a breath's width from him after.
"You are always welcome at my flat Mycroft. If I'm there alone or if I'm not. For dinner, for lunch, for watching football, for breakfast. If Addie says spend the night, then I fully expect you to bring over a dressing gown or borrow one of mine for Sunday pancakes."
Was it too soon to say anything else? Because Greg felt...more than fondly towards Mycroft. The man was something very special and Greg wanted to hold on to him for as long as he was allowed. For a very long time if that was possible.