Reviled & Revealed

"Seriously, Sherlock?" John demanded. "I get home from the clinic after a ten hour day, wanting nothing more than a cuppa and maybe some quality time with my novel, and you proceed to ask me some inane rhetorical question about the military, then drag me to a bar with a bunch of steroid-abusing Nazi’s. No explanation, just, you know. Nazi’s.”

The trope above all other trope. Sherlock & John, stuck in a cabin with only a blanket. Minor Dub-Con.