" Kiss me John! "
"No, Sherlock, you are very drunk and it is time to go home!"
"But I looooove you"
"No you don't. Greg, help me get him outside." John said sternly. Lestrade rushed over from the bar with Mycroft and dragged the consulting detective to a cab. They shut the door and it drove away.
" I love you so much." Sherlock said. Before John could tell him otherwise, Sherlock pulled him in for a kiss. To his suprise, John really enjoyed the kiss, and pulled Sherlock in for another one. Some time later, Sherlock turned to John in the bed.
" Are you still awake?" he asked.
" yes."
" Just so you know, I wasnt actually drunk."
