Sherlock Imagines

A Queen Never Loses. (Teen!Lock, MoriartyxReader)

Request; Teen!Lock; MoriartyxReader
Requested by; @ I don't actually remember...
Level; 10! I love Teen!Lock and I love Jim Jam the magic Man.

There were two things Jim knew for sure:
1. His dad was an utter arsehole who could go jump into a lake of lava.
2. You had him completely and utterly captivated.
Even though everyone Jim knew could tell he was utterly and helplessly in love with you, anytime anyone brought it up, he would deny it. The problem was you both's prior... "relationship".

Heaven, sin.

See, you and Jim had been competing with each other since primary school. First to read (you), first to pass the multiplication test (Jim), so on and so forth. Forming from hatred to respect, to intrigue, to... well, there wasn't a word for how Jim felt- or so he thought.

Love's a game, wanna play?

Now, Jim never turned down a challenge- especially from you. So, as he stood there, staring incredulously at you, he was already planning his strategy. All he had to do was learn to play chess. After all, he knew you, so he knew your behavior.

I can read you like a magazine.

"Jim. She's been winning chess championships since we were in grade three! You don't stand a chance!" Sebastian hissed, pulling Jim off to the side after he foolishly agreed. Lucky for them, the lunch bell rang.
"I know her, Seb- all I got to do is learn the basics, and I'll already know how she'll play it!" He insisted, a grin coming to his face. You and your friend passed them, a small smirk on your lips. He'd lost before you'd even begun.

Gonna go down in flames!

-••-

Pretty soon, the entire school knew Jim had entered the chess tournament, and people were watching the starting rounds with eager anticipation, seeing who they should place their bets on. Most had already been placed on you, but it quickly became apparent that Jim wasn't doing nearly as bad as you would think for a beginner.

We'll take this way too far!

After all the idiots had been knocked out by the school's two geniuses, you smirked, offering him your hand. There was definitely a genuine respect for each other, and that was undeniable as he shook your hand firmly.
"Good luck." You said earnestly. Sure, Jim was cute... with dreamy doe eyes and lips that easily twisted a sweet smile to a mischievous smirk, but, right now, he was your competitor. And he was going down!
Of course, as the beginner, Jim got second move and you, first. You moved your knight from 1b to 3a- a move Jim had predicted.

I could show you incredible things.

In response, he moved his own knight to mirror yours- landing it on 6h. You're the king-
Baby, I'm your queen.

How did you know he would mirror you? A satisfied smirk pulled to your lips- you were right. He'd called your move. So, in a completely unexpected move, you slid your Bishop to replace your knight. When his jaw fell, him taking over a complete look of "I'm screwed", you knew you'd won.
It wasn't hard to tell what his game plan had been. He didn't know the first thing about chess- but years of competition had given him the confidence that he knew you, well enough o win, at least. The poor fool.

Keep you second guessing.

This was why he was completely infatuated with you. He could be blind, and he could still see that you were, by far, the most mesmerizing creature in the universe.
One that made him want to tie a noose around his neck and jump off a bridge.

A nightmare dressed like a daydream.

Seventeen moves in, and you had him trapped. He'd known from the third move of the game that you'd had him beat. He had NO clue how to play once you went off script, so he'd just been making it up as he went.
And clearly, he wasn't doing well at that. It was even harder with your sly commentary, and intelligent eyes flicking up to meet his. Your mind was like his. Unique, and untouchable... and it made him want to kiss you. One that would overtake your mind until all that existed was the two of you. It would- It'd leave you breathless.
And it wasn't fair. It wasn't fair that you could win when you had such a drastic affect on him. When all there was, in his mind, was you, with your witty commentary and cherry red lips. He swore you'd only dressed up to distract him- even though he knew that wasn't the case. You'd never sink that low. Still, you couldn't blame a man for dreaming.
"Zugzwang." He muttered in defeat, running a hand over his face as he made the move that would declare his defeat.
"I must say, Jim, you have good tempo- for a beginner." You complimented, knocking his king over with your pawn. He should've felt defeated, or disappointed that you won. But he couldn't.
All he felt was his heart fluttering at your compliment- with the sincerest tone he'd ever heard from you. Sarcasm was a thing both of you could use for days- but he couldn't detect a hint of it. Not a drop.
"I think that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me." He hadn't really thought much about his words, he was more worried about pushing the creeping blush from making it up his cheeks.
"Well, I still beat you, and you still suck at the game, but it was true." Mostly, the snide comment was to cover up that you'd actually complimented him. You hated him- so, so much...
But not enough to stop your pulse from ringing in your ear whenever he was near. Never enough for that. He was quick to notice your well-covered up blush...
So, he took a chance, "Perhaps you could teach me, then?" There was a certain shock to the question. No matter what- neither of you ever asked for help from the other. Not when you were failing drama as he had the lead in the school production, or when he couldn't get a passing time on the two-mile run- and you held the school record. Never in a million years would either of you ask, because you both knew the other would never accept in twice that time.

"I'd love to."

//Okay, I'd began writing this, and then- the song started playing in my head, so I put it to the lyrics, and idk. I like it, but it isn't necessary to listen to the song with it. In all honesty, I don't know if the words line up quite right... I did my best.
Thank you guys! I love you alllll!!