Mistletoe

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John had placed mistletoe in every doorway of the flat. This was his way of building the courage to confess to his friend. He had already gotten four kisses. Sherlock walked into the kitchen oblivious to John standing next to him. "Sherlock," John said.

"What is it?" Sherlock asked.

His eyes went from John's face to the ceiling. Only to see mistletoe hanging above them. "This is the fifth time today. WHERE IS ALL THIS MISTLETOE COMING FROM!" He shouted.

He glared at john. John was trying to hold in giggles. Sherlock sighed and leaned in. John had let him go with just a peck on the lips the last four times. But unknown to Sherlock, he wasn't getting away so fast this time. John grabbed the back of Sherlock's head and pulled him closer. Sherlock melted into the kiss and wrapped his arms around John's neck. They stayed like this until they had to breath. "It was you wasn't it?" Sherlock asked, breathless.

"Oh come on you love it," John replied.

"I might not if my brain doesn't function right whenever I try to leave a room," Sherlock muttered.

"Oh do I have such an effect." John cooed.

"God damn it John it's not even near Christmas. It's march." Sherlock sighed.

John kissed him again. "It worked though," he whispered.

Sherlock smiled and let John shower him with kisses. The mistletoe was eventually used in one of Sherlock's experiments. John wouldn't stop kissing him as he worked with the plant.

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