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John sipped his morning tea as he read on his laptop. Sherlock has been out since John got up. Suddenly Sherlock walked into the flat and began putting his coat and scarf on the rack. He smiled at John and spoke in a very uncharacteristically affectionate voice
"Hello, John."
"Oh, hey Sherlock."
He joyfully walked over to John and crouched behind him, looking at his laptop. He grinned and leaned in to urgently whisper to him.
"We're being watched, follow along with anything I say."
He immediately goes back to his chipper attitude.
"Whatcha lookin' at?"
John is freaked out, but plays along.
"Oh, I'm just reading today's newsletter."
"Oh fun. Anything exciting?"
He rubbed the doctors arm affectionately
"Well, these two unidentified burglars seemed to ransack the jewelry store near Speedy's"
"Oh, that could be a case Watson! You're so attentive."
Suddenly he pecked his lips on Johns cheek. Sherlock walked away into the kitchen.
"I'll put some tea on."
John rubbed where he kissed with utter confusion on his face.
"Love, could you get the bags?"
"I-....Sure thing, honey."
John stared at the wall of the cabinet, what was going on? But he trusted his friend and knew better than to go against his warning. He got the bags and grabbed Sherlock’s waist from behind, whispering into his ear.
"Sherlock, what is going on"
"Details later- Oh great you found them! Thanks, honey. Why don't you set up the telly while I finish up?"
"Of course."
Suddenly he pulled John in for a brief kiss
"Love you."
John was stunned but he had to play along. So he walked over to the couch and did as instructed. His face was red and a million of thoughts were rushing through his head. Sherlock walked over and handed Johns tea to him. They sat in silence watching telly for a few brief moments. Suddenly all of the tension left Sherlock's body and his face dropped
"Okay, they shouldn't be watching us anymore."
"What was that?!"
"My family. I over heard them talking of a bet they arranged where Mycroft bet that you and I weren't together, and my parents bet that we were. And so they arranged a stake out together at this time to see if we would show romantic affection. Obviously i couldn't let Mycroft win, so i played along."
"Thats it? A petty bet? I thought we were in danger!"
"We were in danger. Mycroft being proven right is always a danger. Are you angry? Why is your face red?"
"Because you just bloody kissed me Sherlock!"
"I'm not following. Don't peoples faces only flush around someone they are romantically attracted to?"
Johns thoughts raced and stammered trying to form a response.
"Don't tell me your catching feelings for me, Dr."
"I don't know what I am feeling right now Sherlock!"
The silence flooded between them. Seconds felt like minutes, and those minutes felt like hours. Before John finally decided to spit out what he wanted to say.
"...Can I try it again?"
"Try what?"
"Can I try to kiss you again?"
"What for?"
"...It’s for an experiment."
Something clicked in Sherlock's mind, And he slowly leaned towards John and closed his eyes. And John did to. There was hesitation between them, but then they finally closed the gaps in-between their lips, soon they were grabbing onto each other and fully making out. sprawling all over the couch.
Mycroft's expression was aghast as he lowered the binoculars. He could obviously tell his brother was acting before, he has never been that chipper and bouncy in his whole life. But this, he knew, was really Sherlock.
FIN