Moriarty The Patriot x Reader II

💟 |William James Moriarty| 6 + 7

A/N: The reader is Sherlock and Mycroft's younger sister. Sorry about this one, I wasn't sure how to fit it all in 500 words ^^"

Requested By: offlineallthetime_

Tag/s: Holmes!Fem!Reader, Fluff

2nd Person's POV

You sighed for the nth time of the day, kicking a small pebble as you walked along the street.

You glanced over to the shops and saw your reflection on one's display and the reflections of Mycroft's men, whom he graciously gave you as your bodyguards after seeing your suitors who visited you this Valentine's Day.

What surprised you was Sherlock agreeing with Mycroft.

You clicked your tongue as you kicked the pebble stronger, making it skip a few feet away.

You looked around the streets for an escape, hoping to avoid the eyes of your elder brothers until...

'Huh?' you questioned as you spotted a familiar blond with scarlet eyes entering a stationery store.

'William James Moriarty?' you recognized, seeing him look intently at the different kinds of pen and paper.

You gasped and smiled to yourself as a plan formulated in your mind, an opportunity to mess with your brothers.

And now, seeing the growing crowd coming out of the department store nearby, you have found your chance.

You swiftly crossed the street, hastening your pace as you merged with the crowd.

You snickered as you saw your guards stumble and get pushed back, frantically looking around for you.

You triumphly hummed to yourself as you walked over to William, tapping his shoulder.

"Lord Moriarty," you politely greeted, "It's been a while," you smiled at his surprised expression, slowly turning into a smile.

"Miss Holmes," he took off his top hat with a smile, "It truly has been ages," he added, making you smile.

"What brings you here?"

"Just felt like it," you shrugged, a mischievous smile still on your face, " Say... You don't happen to be courting anybody, do you?"

William raised his brow with a smile.

"Quite direct. Aren't we, my lady?"

"Just making sure no one would be upset or get hurt with my proposition for you," you grinned, making William smirk.

"And that would be...?"

"Be my Valentine's date?"

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William blinked twice at your question, making you laugh.

"I beg your pardon?" William asked as you continued to laugh.

"For pretend, of course," you reassured, still chuckling, "My brothers have been really annoying with giving me bodyguards after seeing my suitors, so I want to teach them a lesson," you explained, making him lightly laugh.

"And so you want me to pretend to be one of them?"

"A fake proposal also wouldn't hurt," you shrugged, "Besides, I heard there's been quite the sale for couples this Valentine's Day," you coerced, making him chuckle.

'And with his title and how much Sherlock praises his intelligence, maybe he has some ideas on the lord of crime,' you thought, looking at William.

"...I don't see why not," William answered, making you beam.

"So you agree?" William nodded in response, making you internally cheer.

"Yes. It might be quite interesting," William answered, a dangerous gleam shining in his eyes as he gave you his hand.

You felt a shiver run down your spine, making you scoff.

'Ahh... Now I see...' you grinned, taking his hand and giving it a firm shake.

"Then, it's a deal. Lord Moriarty,"

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