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He’d been an idiot to give in so easily.
Too easily provoked, especially by a man who could read him like an open book and who wouldn’t hesitate to use that knowledge against him.
That stupid, smug, brilliant man, had fooled him.
Really, John mused while patting the other’s wound with a cotton swab, he hadn’t expected to be manipulated into hurting Sherlock by the man himself, inevitable as it had been.
Looking into those piercing blue eyes, John knew it wouldn’t be the last time.
He might be an idiot, but he’d be a prepared idiot.
Next time.