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Merry Chistmas (johnlock)John grinned widely at him, eyes lighting up in the face of a challenge, and Sherlock immediately knew this was a very bad idea indeed. Sherlock scoffed at him, trying to look as reluctant as possible.
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He found this was quite hard when he was facing the most beautiful man in London, though.
“Oh come on Sherlock, you've got to admit that of all people John is far from the worst we could have picked for this dare!” Lestrade said, through his poor attempts to hide his giggles behind his hand, the beer in his glass swerving dangerously close to the edge. Next to him, Ms Hudson hit him on the arm, trying to tut at him through her smiles.
“Tsk Greg! Sherlock will not do anything he can't do.”
Fighting the flush that wanted to creep up his neck, Sherlock snapped “Oh for God's sake. It's not like I'm incapable of such a trivial task as kissing.”
John lifted his eyebrow, studying his face curiously. When Sherlock turned his head to look at the others in