Seb grinned, and stood up. "Right. Act normal. I can do that." he walked into his bathroom, threw some water on his face, and straightened his back.
"It's so difficult though." he muttered.
"Moriarty asked Aliona for help. He is distraught. If you want to get back at him, make him think you don't care. That you're fine. Unaffected."
Sebastian looked at me, his split second confidence evaporating. "But I'm not."
"I know, but he's expecting for you to beg him. So get back at him. Make him pay by not seeming bothered. You're a soldier. You're not dependent on him."
"Soldiers have feelings." Seb muttered. "But..." he stood up. "We don't have to be ruled by them. Tell me." Seb said, standing in front of me, with both hands on my shoulders. "How do you not care? How do you rise above all of that? How do you not feel emotions? How?"
"I do." I muttered. "I just don't feel one feeling, so the others fill the gap. It's easy to pull a trigger. I imagine our parents. Imagine if they could see us now!" I laughed.
"Which emotion don't you feel?" Seb asked.
"Love." I replied quietly.
"Knew it!" He said, turning around. He spun back, suddenly. "But you love me. So how..?"
"You're my brother." I muttered. "And anyway, since when was this about me? It's you. Remember, downstairs is the man who betrayed your love. Go on- act fine. Be yourself. Go."
I smiled, and Seb turned, going downstairs.
I followed, sitting on the floor of the office with Aliona.
We listened to the proceedings on the other side of the wall.
The noise of the TV stopped, as Moriarty said "Seb? Are you ok?"
"Fine, Moriarty, just fine."
"You don't seem upset." Jim said.
"What is there to be upset about?" Seb asked.
Aliona raised an eyebrow at me. "What did you tell him to do?"
"Act like it didn't hurt, you?" I whispered back.
"Start a fight." she replied.
"Yay. This should be fun." I muttered as she pulled out her phone. "What are you doing?"
"I rigged a camera up in the corner of the room, I'm just activating it." She whispered.
I smirked, trying not to laugh. An image of the room appeared on the screen, two figures populating it.
"Maybe because you seem to think that I cheated on you, I didn't! It's to get information! She tried to kiss me, I backed away, making excuses! I. Don't. Even. Like. Her!" Jim shouted.
"Eh, perhaps you should have let her kiss you, I sure won't." Seb said.
Jim stood up. "You mean you don't love me?" he muttered.
"Love? I don't love! I'm a soldier, a hit man. I don't have emotions. They just get in the way." Seb said.
"So you never loved me?" Jim shouted.
"No, it was just for a job!" Seb retorted.
"Good one." Aliona muttered.
"I shot my own father for you!" Jim shouted.
Aliona snorted quietly. "I shot him." she muttered.
"Why shoot your parents? Sounds idiotic to me." Seb said calmly.
"You should know all about homophobic parents! I shot him so I could be with you! He was the best father in the world, well, until he found out." Jim finished, looking down.
"And then? After he found out?" Seb asked.
"You've seen the scars." Moriarty said, turning away.
"Oh, Jim." Seb muttered, shoving him against the wall, and kissing him.
Aliona and I both looked away from the screen.
"But it doesn't necessarily mean that I forgive you." Seb whispered loudly. "Tell me what you're doing, let me help. I can't forgive, but once it's over I can forget. Deal?"
"Deal." Moriarty said, hugging him.
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The Heart of a Sniper (MorMor)
Fanfic"This is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head" Sebastian Moran is a criminal. A sniper for one of the worst criminals in the world. Jim Moriarty. He only has two weaknesses. His little sister Kirsty, a fellow sharp shooter, is one...
