Suprise a mycroft x greg. It's about Sherlock marrying them only fucks up.//

Mycroft stood by the aisle more nervous then he ever was, because he is gonna marry the only person he feels something special for. Sherlock just stands next to him bored, but hiding the excitement he does care for his brother after all.
Then the doors of the church open, releaving the man Mycroft loves. Yes it was hard to accept he was gay, and how he would tell the others about. But luckily it all turned out good. And now here he stands waiting for his soon to be husband to join his side.

Greg slowly makes his way to the aisle, this day was their day. A day to celebrate their love, it took months to confess his feeling to the ice-man knowed man but somehow they warmed up for eachother. He smiles slightly at the memories floating through his mind. They already had such a good time together, and now many more would come but then as husbands.

Mycroft holds back his tears as he sees the ones in Greg's. Yes he has emotions, Sherlock and John were seriously shocked when they walked into Mycroft his office seeing them kiss. But after months, everyone knew and was happy for them. Mycroft thinks back about asking John to be the man of honor, which Sherlock was not happy with, but he had something much better for Sherlock. He is gonna marry them, on this special day. Don't ask why or how, he just want it this way.

Sherlock watches as Greg and Mycroft grab both each others hand. He coughs a bit so he won't have a sore throat. He starts to speak to bind these two together as husbands. It was going well and a lot of tears already fell, possibly mrs. Hudson and mrs. Holmes. But then came the hard part for Sherlock...

"Do you, Mycroft Holmes, take Greorge...eh...Garvin?... Galvin......" He turns red out of embrassment, how he can't remember his name!!! John facepalms and shakes his head softly. In the corner of sherlock his eye he can see Mycroft glare at him darkly, oh gawd this is gonna be his dead. Greg stood there kinda disappointed and sad, becaude well Sherlock fucked up. But then suddenlt, like an angel had slapped him, he remembered.

"Do you, Mycroft Holmes, take George Lestrade as your husband?" A couple of sighs of relief filled the room. Mycroft stares into Greg his eyes. "Yes i do." Greg can't hold his tears back and a few slip. "Do you, George lestrade, take Mycroft Holmes as your husband?" Greg smiles brightly, nothing would ruin his day now. "I do" Sherlock slightly smiles in rrlief knowing this is now in the past.

"Then you two can now kiss mr. And mr. Holmes" Greg smiles happily and leans forwards and welcomes his now new husbands his lips with his. Mycroft smiles and holds him close but soon pulls away and holds his hand tight. The crowd claps and some are crying from happiness. Now Greg was finally his, George Holmes.

//yes i know it's Short request please, peace out