Post by JAMES MORIARTY EDWARDS on Feb 21, 2012 11:18:35 GMT -5
James chuckled, mostly to himself and leaned over the table to sweep his thumb over the bridge of Mycroft's nose. "Want me to kiss it and make it better?" James asked in a pouting, baby-talk sort of voice all while grinning playfully. He wished that he had been there to see it. James bet that Mycroft sputtered angrily at her for a bit while shooing her from his apartment. Oh, that would have been very amusing indeed.
James leaned back into his seat just in time for his fruit to show up. He speared a grape, perhaps a little too violently given the way the fork gave a tiny screech against the plate, and raised it to his mouth, half-listening to Mycroft talk.
"I'll win. Easily."
"Of course you'll win." James said lightly, scraping his fork over a piece of watermelon. "So why bother? Why not do something new and challenging for once?" James never could understand how Mycroft was so happy with the mundane routine he seemed to be stuck in. James went batty if he had to do the same thing for more than a solid two hours at a stretch. "You could come with me on a job. I've got a nice little jewelry one set up this weekend. In, out, minimal security, minimal risk.
James leaned back into his seat just in time for his fruit to show up. He speared a grape, perhaps a little too violently given the way the fork gave a tiny screech against the plate, and raised it to his mouth, half-listening to Mycroft talk.
"I'll win. Easily."
"Of course you'll win." James said lightly, scraping his fork over a piece of watermelon. "So why bother? Why not do something new and challenging for once?" James never could understand how Mycroft was so happy with the mundane routine he seemed to be stuck in. James went batty if he had to do the same thing for more than a solid two hours at a stretch. "You could come with me on a job. I've got a nice little jewelry one set up this weekend. In, out, minimal security, minimal risk.
