Moriarty The Patriot x Reader II

🎃 |Billy the Kid| Do you believe in ghosts?

A/N: I hope this is okay! I'm not sure if I did the request correctly ^^" This is set before Billy meets William and Sherlock

Requested By: ninalo5583

Tag/s: Established Relationship

Guide:
(N/N): Your Nickname

2nd Person's POV

"Psst... (N/N)..." Billy whispered as you kept your eyes shut, turning away from him.

The horses neighed behind you as you kept still on the ground, your head resting on a pillow as the crickets sang you a lullaby in the forest.

"Are you asleep already?"

"...Yes..."

"Good! Because I have a story that will wake you up," Billy smiled as he pulled you up by your wrists, making you groan in protest.

"Billy, we need to sleep..."

"The sunset was just minutes ago! It's way too early for us to sleep,"

"Then let me rephrase, I want to sleep... We barely got any from our last job," you argued, making him pout.

"Okay..." he replied in a sing-song voice as he laid back down, making you sigh.

"...What's your story...?" you hesitantly asked, making him beam and sit up straight.

"Do you believe in ghosts?"

'That idiot..!' you cursed as you hid under your makeshift blanket, Billy's ghost story keeping you up as you watched the surrounding greenery intensely.

"They say around these parts there's a ghost lurking around... stealing wandering travelers left and right until there's no trace left of them. Not even their possessions, as if they vanished into thin air."

'I'm going to kill him first thing in the morning...!' you sighed as you came out of your hiding spot.

"Hey, Billy!" you angrily called out, "Don't you think you went too-" you looked over to Billy's spot and saw it was empty, making you freeze.

"Billy?" you called out, grabbing your weapon as you looked around.

'I didn't sense or hear anybody...' you thought, slowly walking up to the horses.

'Where the hell did he go? Don't tell me...' you shuddered, remembering Billy's ghost story.

'Don't tell me he got-' "-Oh, you're awake!"

You jumped at the voice as you quickly attacked in the voice's direction.

"Easy there!" the voice chuckled as a hand grabbed your wrist, making you stop and see that it was only Billy.

"Billy!" you called out in exasperation and relief.

"Where were you!?"

"I was just getting more firewood," he lifted the dry branches in his arms, throwing them to the campfire.

"Why? Did you miss me already?" he teased, catching you by surprise.

"No," you quickly denied, embarrassed to even think a ghost would take him.

"Is that so?" he egged on with a mischievous smile on his face, making you look away from him.

"If you're scared, we can just sleep next to each other,"

"Who said I was scared!?"

Morning came peacefully as Billy slowly got up, stretching his body.

"(N/N)... What should we do for breakfast...?" he yawned as he reached out to you, but he felt nothing.

"(N/N)?" he called out again as he turned to you, seeing an empty space.

"Haha, very funny..." he dryly laughed as he looked around.

"All right! You got me... Where are you?" he cupped his hands around his mouth as he looked around your spot.

Looking around, he caught numerous footsteps and horseshoe marks on the ground.

'...Whoops...'

"I guess that ghost story was just these bandits, huh?" Billy smiled as you hugged his torso tightly.

Your kidnappers groaned in pain as they lay on the back of your horse, following you and Billy.

"I blame you..."

"Yes, yes... Sorry," Billy apologized in a wishy-washy voice as he kept his eyes on the road.

"...But thank you... for rescuing me," you muttered, making him smile.

"We still have time before we reach the next town, you know?" he commented, making you perk up your head.

"You can just relax back there and sleep, I'll handle the rest."

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