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Smile. BIG. BIGGER. Yeah, now you look happy. What's that? You're sad? Too bad. Smile.

"Sherlock." John warned, stepping back, his heels clipping the wall. "What?" He stared at the army doctor, his ice blue eyes glinting in the light. "I said I was sorry." John said cautiously. "I know." "You're still angry, aren't you?" He didn't answer, just keeping his gaze on the man in front of him. John swallowed and looked carefully up at Sherlock. "What have I told you about telling my brother things?" "I'm sorry." John said quietly. "Sorry won't cut it." John didn't speak, he took his hands from his pockets and tried to stand tall. Sherlock stalked around for a bit, dragging it out. He did so like his flair for the theatrical. J