Request: Would you write an Mycroft x reader x Sherlock (best friend) imagine where the reader works in a chemistry lab and is not taking good care of herself (losing weight, working long hours, dealing with a lot of stress). Some Holmes fluff. - I’m assuming that it’s a reader x mycroft relationship wise and Sherlock is the best friend - hopefully that’s right
Characters: Mycroft x Reader x Sherlock (Platonic)
Gender: Any/Neutral Triggers: Mentions of weight loss
Sherlock huffed out a breath as he approached your lab after hanging up the phone again. You had yet to pick up, so Sherlock decided to come see you. You weren’t at your flat, which meant you had to be at your lab.
Mycroft tapped his finger on his umbrella impatiently as they approached your lab. He had stopped by your flat but it appeared that you hadn’t been home for at least a day. And you didn’t answer his phone calls. He was worried.
Sherlock glanced at the car that pulled up in front of him, stopping in his tracks when he saw his brother getting out “Of course” he said sighing.
Mycroft looked up upon hearing the familiar voice “Ah, Sherlock. What are you doing here?”
“Guess” Sherlock said continuing towards the lab doors
Mycroft rolled his eyes as he quickly caught up with his brother “Have you seen y/n lately?”
“Two days ago” was all he responded
“I’m worried about them. They haven’t been to their flat in a while and haven’t been picking up my phone calls” Mycroft said, still nervous
“Yes, I know. That’s also why I’m here” Sherlock said, sparing a glance at Mycroft, seeing the nervous look on his face.
Even if he didn’t get along entirely well with his brother he was glad that if he was in a relationship with anyone it would be you. He could stand you. He actually liked you. You were friends. Which is one of the reasons he is worried for you as well.
Entering the lab they both started scanning over the heads to find your familiar face. Not seeing you they started walking towards the lift.
Once inside Mycroft spoke again “y/n’s loosing weight. Though I suppose you’ve already noticed”
“Yes” Sherlock said before turning towards his brother “Is y/n working on an important experiment that might require long hours?”
“I’m not sure. But knowing y/n, everything is important” Mycroft said quickly stepping out of the elevator as soon as it opened.
As they approached your lab they stopped to watch you.
You hadn’t heard the lift ding as it opened, or the footsteps of the men that came towards your office. You were too busy, you didn’t care. As you were staring down at your work you froze when you heard someone clear their throat, a sound you were familiar with.
Looking up, you spoke quietly “Mycroft. Sherlock”
Sherlock and Mycroft looked you up and down. Mycroft didn’t need Sherlock’s deduction skills to see something was wrong with you. Your clothes were baggy and appeared looser due to your weight loss, you had bags under your eyes and your hair was a mess.
“Y/n” Mycroft said slowly as he approached “When was the last time you went home?” his voice was laced with concern.
“After you dropped me off after our date yesterday” you said smiling at him, as if it was no big deal.
“Darling..that was two nights ago” Mycroft said walking closer.
“What?” you asked confused “No, that was…that-” you looked up at the clock and then the calendar confused. Had you really been here that long?
“Have you eaten anything?” Sherlock asked, now approaching
“You’re hands are shaking, probably from low blood-pressure” Sherlock cut you off, approaching you and grabbing your hand. He drug you to a chair and made you sit “Stay” he said pointing at you like you were a dog.
Watching as he left the room, you avoided Mycrofts gaze. But it became impossible when he approached and hooked his finger under your chin, forcing you to look at him.
“You should know better y/n” you could hear the sadness in his voice.
You sighed “I know..But..you know how easy it is for me to get caught up in work. And the lab just got a donation for this huge experiment and I just..really wanted to be a part of it, I guess I just..got a bit too involved”
Mycroft smiled softly at you before kissing you gently on the head “I’m sure the experiment can wait for you to go home, take a shower, eat and rest. Alright?”
Staring into his eyes you nodded lightly “Alright”
“Good” he said smiling before pecking you quickly on the lips.
Sherlock entered a moment later with water and a chocolate bar “Water so you don’t get dehydrated, which I believe you already are. And the chocolate for your blood-pressure” he said handing them to you before looking at his brother “Please tell me you convinced y/n to leave the lab?”
“He did” you answered for him “Thank you Sherlock” you said before taking a sip of the water.
“You’re welcome” he said simply, glancing over at his brother he rose his eyebrows “What?”
Mycroft was staring at Sherlock with mild shock “You’re never that nice to me” he said referring to the chocolate and water, his voice offended.
“That’s because I like y/n more” Sherlock said with a straight face, which gained an equally offended one from Mycroft.
Your giggle made them look over at you “I love you two” was all you said, earning a proud smile from Mycroft and a small one from Sherlock.
You were glad to know that even when you forgot to take care of yourself, the Holmes brothers would be there to do it for you.
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