Like the title, a bunch of Moriarty The Patriot x Reader stories since I can barely find any anywhere ;-; kudos to those who write for feeding me well ^^
Tag/s: Headcanons, Short, Established Relationship
Guide: (Y/N): Your First Name
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|William James Moriarty|
-He definitely planned everything to be as romantic and memorable as possible.
-You two were on a date, either in the gardens, through a park, or in a museum exhibit.
-He made sure that no one would disturb you two, wanting it to be as perfect as it could be.
-He was acting pretty calm about it, but you noticed he would glance at your hands every now and then.
-But unfortunately, luck wasn't on his side.
-The temperature dropped quickly, making your breath fog up when you two were outside.
-He frowned at this but decided that his plan could still be in motion with the cool weather.
-You forgot about your gloves, not thinking it would be that cold, and now it felt like your fingers were going to fall off.
-You kept breathing into your hands, rubbing them together for warmth.
-William quickly noticed this and held your hands unknowingly as he checked up on you.
-"Are you alright, love? Do you want to buy a new pair? We can still go back to the manor,"
-His voice went from one ear to the other when you felt his warm hands wrap around yours, now taking back all the curses you said for forgetting your gloves.
-Noticing your distracted state, he let out a light laugh as he took out his left glove, putting it in your right hand and holding your other hand.
-"There," he smiled, putting your hand and his in his coat pocket.
-"Luckily, Louis put in a pocket warmer,"
-You two laughed at the incident, keeping close together as you went on with your date.
-His hands were soft and smooth, rubbing his thumb against your hand everyone and then.
-It might not have been according to his plan, but you still get butterflies and smile at the memory.
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|Sherlock Holmes|
-Boy, was he NERVOUS.
-Someone help this man.
-Romance was never his strong suit, but neither is physical affection.
-He kept thinking of scenarios on how to approach it. What could be the best way to hold your hand.
-Sherlock knows he isn't the best romantic partner with how he is and his work. So, he wants to make it up to you whenever he can.
-This boy legit went to romance books and plays for references.
-Poor Watson became his practice partner-
--Anyway, the first time he held your hand was when you guys were on a case.
-You guys were walking through London when people started to crowd, making it hard to catch up with Sherlock and Watson.
-"We should be able to get there on time at this pace-"
-When Sherlock looked back, you were nowhere to be found.
-"(Y/N)...? (Y/N)? (Y/N)!?"
-The poor people got pushed around as Sherlock looked around you frantically, fearing the worst.
-Hearing your boyfriend's voice, you reached out your hand and jumped as high as you could as you called out to him.
-Sherlock luckily saw you in the sea of people, rushing over to your hand as he grabbed it and pulled you close to him.
-"You idiot! What the hell happened to you!?" he asked angrily, holding you gently as he kept you close and shielding you from the crowd.
-You couldn't help but smile at the difference between his words and his actions.
-For the rest of the case, Sherlock kept you close and unknowingly kept holding your hand.
-When the case was solved, Sherlock realized it and quickly pulled away.
-He muttered some apologies and excuses, but his face was flushed pink.
-He was a little disappointed, wanting it to be more special. But when you grabbed his hand again and intertwined your fingers, those thoughts quickly went away.
-His hands were a bit clammy and rough, but it was very gentle and loving.