Delightful | William James Moriarty x Reader

Chapter 16

You're filled with exhaustion to the point where your eyes are squinting and you're that tired and fed up that youre convinced you can't be bothered to figure what's exactly infront of you as you sluggishly walk down the corridor.
You can't stop wondering about previous conversations and how they make absolutely no sense until you're stopped once Moran passes you on his way out to who knows where.

"Bring these to Fred will you." He carelessly drops the garden equipment into your arms, holding on tightly, adjusting to the sudden weight. "Why ?" You ask with genuine concern.
"That's where he works." He so casually states, already walking off.
Fred works in the garden ?
It was only then did you realise that you've never showed interest in their...interest.
No wonder latest conversations don't make any sense. Just like that he's off doing who knows what. "I never agreed to do your chores." You mumble as soon as you're certain he isn't within hearing distance.

You want to drink and sleep. Or sleep. Or just drink. Constant repeat either way. Going round and round until you stop or you really can't stop If you couldn't do one you'd simply make way with the other. Perhaps it was due to tiredness or lack of energy to enter the garden but as you pass another corridor, a stairway going by down meets your eye.
Maybe there was nothing down there but there was nothing wrong with having a look just to be sure right ?

So as you abandon the task and leave the tools behind you find your way down the stairs where it seemingly becomes darker and darker. It's then all you find is a closed door.
You shouldn't open it. Look what happened last night. You shouldn't. Well actually too bad because as your mind wonders, the decision is already made for you. Will you ever learn ?

The door instantly flies open and you can only freeze as you stare on with widen eyes as the tip of a gun was inches from your face. Never in your life did you think you'd ever be so close to death, let alone a gun. Now you're wide awake ! But as you cover your eyes with your hands it was only then did your soon fo be killer somehow recognise you.
Even if you had no idea who he was.
Your hands lower as you realise there's no actual threat...yet.

"Ah ! It's you !" The man who you instantly recognise as strange. But honestly it doesn't shock you, all these men are strange.
When you bravely open your eyes your met with the sight of a rather tall blond man. You would've been weirded out just by the gun but it was only when the man lowered the weapon did you actually notice that he was wearing a blindfold.

"Well hello !" He smiles as if it wasn't the first time he had done so. You'd honestly rather he'd put the gun in your face again his smile was slightly throwing you off. "Who are you ?" You hastily ask, your hand pressed against the frame of the door in case of a quick need to getaway. "Ha ! You think you have the upper hand because you asked first !" He turns, welcoming you into his space as he returns to his seat.

"You're the one that has dear William sweating with stress aren't you ?" He states rather than questions as his back faces you. What is this lunatic talking about ? "Are you...German ?" You ask, raising a brow, timidly walking into the room. Of all the questions you could've asked you're not sure why that was the first to leave your lips.

A hum escapes past his lips as he continues on with whatever it was he exactly was doing.
Your eyes flicker around the room in a attempt to understand your surroundings. Guns everywhere. "Why are you down here ?" You ask, keeping your distance from him.
"This is where I work." He casually states, standing up, noticing the distance.

You cautiously walk over, careful to still keep some minor distance between yourself and the blind man. Moran never mentioned him to you did he ? "Von Herder, at your service. You may call me Herder." He offers his hand. You notice the navy suit he wears. "y/n." You give him your hand which in return he gives a strong handshake. "Well since we are now acquainted may I ask what caused your visit ?"

He's rather occupied so he's not actively waiting for an answer that'll probably never come. He's already turned away before you could even open your mouth in a attempt to give a reason. "Ah ! I get it now !" He spoke, looking through a draw he had opened.
"You came here to get your own weapon !" Herder declared, nodding along.
You could only stare back in complete shock at his seemingly happily accusation. You were honestly a fool to think that nothing dangerous would happen now that you were stuck here.

"I'm not looking for a weapon !" You laugh, raising your hands in defence along with cautiously taking a step or two back away from the blond man.

"I'd think it'd be necessary for you to have defence It'll benefit not only you but William aswell." He defended with such conviction it was throwing you off guard.
"What does this have to do with him ?" You ask with certain unease.

"Trust me, it has everything to do with him."

You swear you just saw him wink under that blindfold of his.