"I can understand the tree and the decorations, I can see why you would want to play Christmas Carols until insanity, but I can't even begin to fathom how wearing Santa hats seemed like a good idea. Or what led you to believe that I would actually agree to it."
"Oh, come on, Sherlock. Don't be such a Grinch." John smiled and adjusted his hat. Wearing the hats was a Watson's family tradition (as a child, John looked forward to Christmas just to have an excuse to wear them), and he would damn well make sure that the detective at least tried it.
Also, the mental image of Sherlock wearing it was more than slightly amusing.
But it would be better to keep that piece of information to himself, if he wanted to succeed.
"You're seriously going to compare me to a green creature who, may I remind you, tried to 'steal Christmas', when I actually made an effort to refrain myself from setting the tree on fire, just because I refuse to wear that." Sherlock looked at the hat with such a look of distaste that John couldn't help but laugh. Sherlock's frown deepened. "And if the fact that I actually let you convince me to watch that ridiculous movie with you isn't enough for you, then-"
Sherlock's rant was cut off when John, sensing his opportunity, tackled him to the ground, straddling his waist. Sherlock, who had been taken off guard, didn't even react when John placed the other hat on his head.
"It looks good on you." John smiled down at him.
"John!" Sherlock finally came out of his stupor and moved his hand to take that damn hat off, but he was stopped by John pinning his wrists above his head.
John leaned forward, breath ghosting over Sherlock's neck, and gently nipped at his pulse point.
"Let's make a deal. You leave the hat on for, let's say, an hour," John tilted his head, nuzzling Sherlock's cheekbone, "and I promise to make it up to you tonight. Any way you want," he said, and slowly let go of the detective's wrists.
Sherlock merely glared at him, obviously having an internal debate with himself.
"Fine." He sighed, but gave John a small smirk. "But don't expect any Christmas presents after this."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
Author's notes:
Small christmasy fic because, damn, I needed my fluffy fic fjgibdfdjk
Also, if anyone who reads this is following my latest fic, don't worry, I'll update it this week :)
Merry Christmas, everyone Xx