You And I Against The World

Chapter 5: You're mine

*Jim's POV*

What are we? That was an unexpected question. Do I answer honestly? Sure why not.

"Well, It depends on what you want us to be. I don't mind us trying things out, as in, being together. But like I said, we're whatever you want us to be." I say smiling.

"I... I think we should try, but if it doesn't end well or if one of us thinks that it's going south, we should just say it to save the other one the pain."

"Agreed."

"Okay."

. . .

"Now what?" He says and I laugh at his cluelessness and kiss him.

He leans into the kiss and I push him into the bed, both of us still kissing eachother. We were now lying in his bed, my head resting on his chest and his arm around my back.

I wish we could stay like this forever.

. . .

"SHERLOCK! DINNER!" I hear someone yell and the shock makes me jump and fall off the bed.

"Oh my god are you okay Jim?" Sherlock asks. Laughing.

"You're a dick, you know that, right?" I say playfully, rubbing my head and he keeps laughing and gets off his bed and helps me up.

"I'M COMING MYCROFT!" He yells back.

"Ouch, my ears."

"Oops, sorry. Come on, let's take you to meet my family."

"Already meeting the parents, ey?"

"You don't have to tell them that we're together."

"Oh I won't tell them! I'll let them figure it out." I reply smirking, having a plan of how things are going to go.

"Oh bloody hell, this is going to be embarrassing..."

We head downstairs and make our way into the kitchen, we sit down and everyone starts looking at us. And then, I recognise him... Mycroft. He hates my guts! He knows about my... less than legal activities. Oh this is going to be an amazing dinner.

"What... The hell. IS THAT CRIMINAL DOING IN OUR HOUSE!"

"Oh shut your trap you gormless eejit!" Sherlock argues back.

"Oh how ironic! You're calling me an idiot when you're the one who invited a class A criminal into our dinning room!"

"A class A criminal!? What the fuck are you even talking about!? I don't know what past you two have but for fucks sake don't start calling him a criminal for no reason! So instead of yelling at the guest, sit your arse down and shut the fuck up!"

The room falls silent, why aren't their parents doing anything? They look like this isn't fazing them at all. I guess these two must fight a lot, and their son does work in the government so having a conversation about a class A criminal sitting in their dinning room must sound quite normal to them... I guess I'll brake the silence then.

" *ahem*, hi, my name's Jim Moriarty. Nice to meet you!" I say to Sherlock's parents and their eyes widen.

"Get out." His mum replies with dead eyes. It took me by surprise.

"What!?" Sherlock asks and I am still just as shocked as I was before. Do they know me? Cause I only know Mycroft. Wait... OH... David and Catherine. My grandpa's enemies! They most know about me then.

"I have to agree with your brother this time, you can bring little criminals home, but this is too far." Okay... this is not how I thought it would go. Now Sherlock has to know about my hobbies, I have to tell him. Fuck.

"Well, this is not how I thought this would go! It was obviously a mistake coming here." I say getting up.

"Wait where are you going Jim!"

"Well your family obviously doesn't want me here." I say glaring at them.

"Please stay." Sherlock begs.

"Ask your mum."

The room fell silent, all eyes on Catherine. She smiles at me devilishly.

"If you tell my son who you are. You can stay."

. . .

Fuck. If I leave he'll believe his family. And if I stay he'll hate me. AHHHHHHHHH

"Well, go on." Mycroft says.

"Sherlock. I am a criminal." I say nonchalantly and his eyes widen.

"More." His mum says.

"What else is there to say?" I ask smirking.

"Well, you can admit to some of your crimes."

"Meh, don't feel like it."

"Jim..." Sherlock says and I look down at him with a sympathetic look. But he looks fine, he's even smiling!

"Yes, Sherly?"

"This doesn't change anything. You know that right?" He says smiling at I smile back.

"I know." I then walk over to him and I lean down in front of him and I whisper to him "I'll see you on Sunday for the party." And before he gets to answer I kiss him softly on his lips and after about 5 seconds I break the kiss and walk away and make my way home.

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*Sherlock's POV*

No need to say that I got grounded. But I did. Who would ground their child for being with a psychopath?! It's bullshit. They said I can't go anywhere or do anything all month, they took away my phone, took away my experiments and I have to cook for everyone. They're not stopping me from going to the party though, not because they know about it and decided to let me go, but because they don't know about it and I'm going to sneak out.

Saturday flies by, my parents look like they just stepped in dog poo every time they see me, same goes for Mycroft and they are all giving me the silent treatment. They'll get over themselves sooner or later. Now it's Sunday, and I'm choosing my outfit for tonight, I grab a black jacket, a purple shirt, black trousers and black shoes. I rip the label off the shirt, it says 'PSOS', what a weird name for a shirt company...

I hide my outfit in an area in my wardrobe, it's 4 o'clock and it's about a thirty minute walk to Irene's house, the party's at 8. Another 3 hours and a half until I need to leave. Now that I think about it, I need to go make dinner.

I go downstairs, still getting shitty looks from my family and I start making dinner. Once I put it in the oven it's 4:30, it takes 45 minutes to cook so we'll be eating at 5:15, it'll take half an hour to eat so it'll be 5:45. 15 minutes to clean everything up.

6 o'clock.

I'm officially done with all of my tasks for the day. Another hour and a half until I have to leave. What the hell do I do for an hour and a half!? I could write something? A song? Nope. Why the hell would I do that. That's idiotic. I could learn the violin? We have one but no one ever uses it, it was grandpa's and nobody actually wanted to do anything with it.

I go into the storage room and I grab the violin and make my way back to my room. I start playing. And I keep playing for an hour. I think I've got pretty good at it if I do say so myself! I must be a natural.

7 o'clock.

I need to take a shower, so that's exactly what I do! After taking my shower it's 7:15. I dry my hair. 7:20. And I get changed. 7:25. Right. Time to jump out my window. I lock my door to my bedroom and I jump.

I get outside and I run behind the hedge separating the back of my house and the street. And now, time for the long walk to Irene's.