copgirl1964:

Most people think
that Mycroft Holmes is an early riser. That’s only partially true
because from Monday to Friday Mycroft really has to go to the office
very early. A nine to five job makes him laugh because often its five
to nine for him. 5am and 9pm that is! During the weekend he enjoys to
sleep in though.

It took Greg some
time to figure out Mycroft’s sleep rhythm and even longer to learn
how to wake up a few minutes before his partner. The reason is
simple, he loves to wacth Mycroft waking up.

The usually
immaculate appearance of his partner is soft and unguarded during
these precious moments. His face soft from sleeping and his hair in
disarray, Mycroft can’t help smiling happily when he finds Gregory,
his Gregory, lying next to him.

As soon as Mycroft
is in the process of waking up properly, Greg would move to huddle
against his partner. The man’s long limbs would automatically
engulf him, hold him close, while Mycroft buries his nose in Greg’s
hair to breathe his scent.

Sometimes they’d
fall asleep again holding each other but more often reciprocal
caressing would turn tenderness into arousal. Sighs turn into moans
as they move in unison. Eventually they climax with
each other’s names on their lips; both their words and actions
declarations of love.

Okay, but what if it went like this. Same set up but then:

OTP Person A: You’re not my best friend

Stranger: Nope

Best Friend: You’re holding the wrong hand

Person A: You sure?

Stranger: We’re sure

Person A: I feel committed to finishing this Starbucks experience with you now

Stranger: I’m not paying

Person A: Oh nevermind, let me go back to my friend

Best Friend: I’m not paying either

OTP Person B: Come hold my hand, sir/miss. I’ll buy you any frappuccino you want

Person A goes and holds hands with Person B

Person A: At least someone cares about me