How long does it take before a person's secrets are no longer secrets ? Technically you're not purposely hiding anything but it's getting a bit personal now.
It's true when they say the longer you keep something to yourself the harder it is to hold in.
You can't say it's completely your fault. You didn't choose this but you're not sure how long you can keep this facade up for.
There's nothing you can do. At all. Is there ?If you told them that you were from over a century from their now, what would they think ? Would they think you even more mad than they already think you are ? Would they lock you away into an asylum and throw away the key ? Would asylums be in a worse condition than the ones from your time ? Oh god this is exactly what happens once you start overthinking everything and lately you've had plenty of time to do that !
Even if they do believe you, would there even be any benefit in doing so ? You still don't know how you got here. If you found the way to get back it definitely wouldn't have anything to do with them.
Your mind thinks back to the conversation you had with William only a few hours ago.
What was he going to say ? Why did you have to be stupid and interrupt him ? Did he really think it was unlikely that you were unmarried ?
Or did he mean something else ? What was he going to say after that ? He was going to make a point and you stopped him !
You didn't think about it then but now you can't stop thinking about it.
It's all becoming so conflicting and you're at the center of it all.Walking down the dimly lit corridor, what you saw ahead was two doors tightly shut and for what ever reason your interest has peaked.
Especially how as you quietly step closer you can make out some voices. Multiple voices. It wasn't clear what they were saying but the curiosity in you was starting to take over.
You should walk away it's obvious.
The group of them and the doors are closed off for a reason and you know earsdropping is bad ! But...is it that bad once they don't know that you've done it ?Your shoulder leans against the door and so does your body weight as you contemplate pressing your ear to the door.
But you have little time to contemplate when the door is suddenly opened. Your knees buckle beneath you but the last second you manage to grip on the door and save yourself from falling. But your feet dance around trying to save your balance. It could've been worse."Hello." You cough, clearing your throat.
There they all were staring right back at you.
At least Fred had somewhat of an apologetic look within his eyes, his hand still on the handle."Is everything alright ?" Albert asked, a teacup and saucer in his hand, Louis stood by his side.
William sat opposite Albert, his back turned, he looks over his shoulder. He's polite in acknowledgement but also quiet like you interrupted them. Well, you did."Yes." Is all you can muster up. You're quick to take a step back, wanting to disappear.
"You're welcome to join us if you desire."
William called, his back still turned from you.
There's a sudden change in the room.
It suddenly feels too full and you're still stuck in the doorway. Everyone's eyes bore into William's eye yet he remained calm as ever.
Everyone but him looked around to meet each others eyes, dumbfounded by what he so casually said. A few steps was what you scarcely took and suddenly you're among them as William spoke to the others of
"taking care of a nobleman" but he left it at that. You're stood there left to wonder what he was talking about. Take care as in they had a visitor on the way ? Take care as in there was someone to help ? Generosity?The conversation is quick to end.
But were you just tricked ?
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Delightful | William James Moriarty x Reader
Fanfiction"Wouldn't it be exciting to just go there and leave this exhausting life of ours ?" "I suppose." "You suppose ?" "How delightful."