It worked

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Greg's POV

I was sitting at my desk waiting for John and Sherlock to come in. I heard footsteps outside my door and lifted my head. They walked in together. One thing caught my eye. They were holding hands. I smiled. About time. "So who finally confessed?" I asked.

John smiled proudly. "It was me. I made sure it was short and sweet," he said.

Sherlock looked at him strangely. "You yelled, listen, hear you little shit, I have feelings for you and it's about time you acknowledge them, from the roof," Sherlock said in a monotone voice.

John glared at him. "It worked though," he said.

I smiled again. "Well give me the evidence," I said, "and invite me to the wedding."

They both turned red. I can't wait to tell Myc.

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