Honey, I'm King(Moriarty fanfic) DISCONTINUED.

Three| In Love With The Devil

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Chapter Three
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You we're sitting down in your lounge chair reading a book with a blanket wrapped around you to where only your head went past the soft, blue blanket.

The silk warmed you skin as delight went through you, feeling the comfort to relax with a good old book.

You had a really fun time with Moriarty this morning even if you just went out to eat breakfast, you still did. But, there was a question still wandering around in your head.

What did he mean by business man? The more questionable thing was when he said 'I would be considered a businessman for where I'm coming from'

It left you puzzled but you pushed the thought to the back of your mind and started beginning to scan the pages of the book again.

After about an hour of reading you began to grow sleepy. Books made you sometimes drowsy because for One; you where wrapped up in the warmness of a blanket and that tends to make one tired.

It was only five o'clock so you didn't decide to take a nap just yet so maybe scrolling through Tumblr will make you a bit awaken.

Being almost around in you mid twenty's you still couldn't take the hell that lays beneath Tumblr but you still go through it and have made some friends through the site.

Mid way through the app you began to notice the soothing noise of a violin through the walls knowing it was Sherlock again. Bringing you to curiosity you slowly got up from the chair and brought your ear to the wall to listen better.

It was quiet and gentle. You could hear the shuffle of Sherlock along the floor. You could tell he was the only one in the room cause that was the only sound except for the playing of the instrument.

A seemingly smile spreads along your lips as you listen more and more to the piece he is playing.

A ding came from your phone while it caught your attention. Picking of the phone you saw that you had a new next from someone.

Look outside your window, love

-JM

Your smile grew bigger as your pulled the curtains open to your window to see him. Standing outside with a smirk on his mouth with the setting sun colors shadowing over him. Another ding came from your phone as it read

Can I come in?

He was looking back up at the window staring at you while you nodded at him through the glass.

Only minutes later did you hear a knocking on your door. You wanted to at least look nice so you brushed your a hair a bit then answered the door for him.

His hands were thrusted into his pockets with his hair still sleeked back and the same attire. A wavering scent clung to him as it smelled of chocolate almost.

He licked his lips while he brushed past you and giving you and seductive examining. He looked around you flat and grins "Beautiful little flat you have here. But of course your the prettiest of it all." his flirtatious tone made your skin grow hot and red as those dim eyes gazed at you.

You smiled at him "W-Why don't you take a seat and I can fix you up some tea." you gestured towards the chair.

Moriarty took your offer as he sits comfortable in your chair while you rushed off to make both of you some tea. You were completely lost in your thoughts while You ran the kettle on the stove. You couldn't get that handsome face out of your head.

That seemingly crazed smile would flash around your head even if you said is name. His dark almost dead eyes having a lifeless expression that just made your heart skip a beat. And of course that accent would probably be the death of you. You just found it so intriguing and...sexy.

Wait, Could you possible be in love with him?

Snapping out of your thoughts, you felt an arm slither around your waist as the familiar chocolate scent filled your nose. A low groan rumbled in his throat as you could feel his smile stretched across his lips "Lost in your thoughts again eh?" that Irish accent made you go heels over head as it whispered closely to your ear.

He licked his lips as he turned you around so he could see your blushing expression "Your so adorable when your embarrassed." he said, eyes burning into yours.

A smirk replaced his smile while he tilted his head to the side a bit "What's on your mind love? You seem very distracted by something." your face was possibly every shade of red now as he scanned your e/c eyes.

You shook your head "N-Nothing. I was just...er..." you knew at this point that you were screwed cause a devilish smirk went along his face as those dark eyes saw right through you.

"Were you...I don"t know...maybe thinking of little ol' me?" his voice sounded childish like it did when both of you went out for breakfast this morning.

You frantically looked around. Not wanting to me his eye contact as you stiffened and began to feel nervous.

Moriarty was getting under your skin. Programing your wires with anxiety. Telling him would only make it more awkward and what would he say to know that he's been going through your head these last two days?

He was moving closer and closer to you till you were pushed against the stove as you could hear the small whistle of the kettle. Licking his lips once more and leaned in close and brought his head to your ear till you could feel the his warm breath his you.

He chuckled in a low voice "I know what you think of me. That's why I came here. To have a proper chat about what you've been thinking of me." he whispered then backed away, still close to your face.

His hands were now placed on your hips as he used the other hand to turn off the stove. Moriarty smiled "Now. Care to share with the class?" he snickered.

You turned your head as you felt your ears grow hot "You'll laugh at me." you pouted. His eyebrows arched up with a questioning look "Laugh at you? No such thing will be done. You can tell me anything." his voice was assuring as you looked back at him with shaky eyes.

You sighed while biting your lip "I-I can't get you out of my head...I have so many questions! A-And your just so mysterious..." your voice trailed away as you looked into the man's eyes.

Moriarty started to laugh again as he trailed a finger down your cheek "I'm mysterious? I like to think of myself as more of a 'always waiting for more' kind of man. How about maybe another day we can have a chat and you can tell me all those questions you have for me. Sound like a plan love?" he moved back away from you while dusting off his suit and re adjusting it.

You nodded with a smile as he smiled back at you then checked his watch with raised eyebrows "Well, I better head off. It's getting late and I assume you very tired after today." he was beginning to proceed towards the door before stopping and giving you a wink "Sleep well love." and out he went as you could hear the footsteps of him going down the stairs.

The quietness sunk back into your flat as you realised there was no violin sound. Talking to Moriarty had distracted you and you now hear no instrument through the walls.

Sherlock wasn't the type to eavesdrop on people...right?

You ignored the question as leaned back on the stove as you could still feel the warmness of his hands on you waist. You ran a hand through your hair with a goofy grin plastered on your face.

"I'm in love with him.."

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Hello there! So sorry for the wait. I've been annoyingly busy this week and I finally had enough time to somewhat finish this chapter.

I hope you enjoyed and have a wonderful day!~

~Ayriesti