One on one RP (Closed but you can stalk)

(same i'm gonna be on and off a lot)

(I had to log off, sorry! Not gonna be online today, my apologies.)

Actually, I am! Hai my fren sorry I'm on and off though.

(same on and off dood)

Sherlock dialed his brother's number. "Hey, I'm actually not dead Mycroft, thought you should know." he said.

Mycroft chuckled quietly to himself. "It would appear so." He twirled in his seat. "What a surprise," Mycroft said sarcastically.

"Whether or not it is a surprise is a moot point."

"Well, I'm guessing you've already told your boyfrie-" Mycroft fake coughed "John."

"My who now?" SHerlock asked.

"Arghm! bofrien-" He fake coughed again. "John."

"Whatever you're implying…"

"John does know, along with Miss Hooper and Mrs Hudson."

Mycroft smiled to himself. "All I said was, boyfrie-" He fake coughed. "John."

"Mycroft, why are you faking a cough? John isn't my boyfriend."

Mycroft rolled his eyes. "Yet." He checked his nails casually. "It is only a matter of time."

"Either way, I can't do much of a public appearance to tell the world I didn't die. I need your help to do it in a more incognito fashion."

"And I'm married to my work. You know that."

Mycroft paused and weighed his options. "Fine, but you'll owe me one."

"What do you need, Mycroft?" Sherlock sighed. He could tell that he was going to be cashing in the favor soon.

(i've got this idea where later Mycroft is gonna be like 'remember that favour? ur gonna need to sit down to dinner with a client.' and it'll be John and Mycroft will be like MY SHIP HGFVDCFGHUYTRDFVHN)

(i've got this idea where later Mycroft is gonna be like 'remember that favour? ur gonna need to sit down to dinner with a client.' and it'll be John and Mycroft will be like MY SHIP HGFVDCFGHUYTRDFVHN)

(lol yasss)

"Nothing urgent," Mycroft smiled slyly. "I'll let you know when the time comes."

"Listen, I'll do anything but I can't sustain being locked up in 221B 24/7."

"Oh, don't worry, it'll be someplace nice." Mycroft doodled on a scrap piece of paper 'Johnlock 4ever <3'

"Okay, work your magic. I'm going to go see John."

"Of course, brother dear." Mycroft said. "Good to have you back."

Sherlock left the room after hanging up. "John, are you doing anything idiotic I should know about?" Shelock asked.

John looked over his shoulder. "Not if you think moving back in is." He plopped down a big box of things.

"Well then. Breakfast?"

"Late breakfast, more like."