Fic: 221B - Strip poker John Watson style
Title: Strip poker John Watson style
Words: 221
Rating: PG
Pairings : Sherlock/John (slash or friendship, depending on your goggles)
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Not mine.
The door to Sherlock’s bedroom slams against the wall.
John stumbles over a pile of books on the floor, nearly falls onto the bed and groans.
“Sherlock, come on. Clothes!”
“Why don’t you make me?” Someone is bored. And a little rebellious.
“Really? You want to do this now?” Someone else is slightly exasperated.
“...”
“Ok. I play you for them.”
“What?” Intrigued now.
“Ever heard of strip poker?”
“Oh. Clever. What you get when you win is obvious. What happens when I win?”
“Logically I take one piece of clothing off.”
John is pretty good at poker. He wins the first game.
“Socks.”
“Boring.”
He wins the second game.
“Trousers.”
“You forgot...”
“No, I didn’t.”
Sherlock raises one eyebrow. John grins.
And then loses the third game. Sherlock beams.
“Shirt.”
John takes off his shirt.
Being topless doesn't sidetrack John at all when he has a goal. He wins the fourth game.
“Shirt.”
There are footsteps on the stairs and a voice from the kitchen. A second later Lestrade enters Sherlock's room.
“Are you read... What's going on here? John, where is your shirt?”
John grins, puts on his shirt and grabs their coats before he throws the blue scarf at Sherlock.
“Sherlock was refusing to get dressed. I played him for it. I lost once.”
“You guys are bizarre.”
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AN: This one is for atlinmerrick, who asked for a 221B with the boys playing strip poker. And while this might amaze you, I thought going for the obvious (porny) solution was boring. Shoker!
I don't play poker, so I have no idea if John could be so much better than Sherlock.
Also, did you notice what piece of clothing John forgot decided to ignore?
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