"Insane" Jim moriarty x male reader

The meeting

|Your name is Isaac/
You were an American man at the age 24 and decided to move to England... London to be exact. you move into 221C baker street right above the infamous Sherlock Holmes and dr. John Watson. you joined the workforce to become a detective and help sherlock whenever you could, and if you haven't noticed, you are gay.... VERY gay. one day, while you are working, you get to a little café and meet the mysterious and sexy jim.|

*ugh, finally we landed. I can't wait to get to the flat* you thought as you got off the plane. You had been on that flight for 9 hours and couldn't wait to get some descent food in your stomach.

You got yourself a taxi and directed him to your new flat after you ate. "Wait wait, this is the place." The taxi driver grumbled in response as he stopped a block passed your flat.. *what the fuck is his problem?*

You got out and walked back to the flat. When you made it inside you rushed up to your room to get ready for bed, for you had to wake up early for work and it was nearly reaching midnight. You got to the shower and ran a hot bath with epsom salts and bubbles while not caring about others opinions cause you were a grown ass adult who liked bubble baths.

After washing up and drying yourself, you got into a pair of comfy boxer briefs and got to bed, the flight had clearly took a lot out of you. As you fell asleep you dreamt only about a man you had never met before, who had a blindingly beautiful smile and could make holding a gun look sexy.

You woke to the sound of your alarm and quickly turned it off. It was only 6 a.m. and you got to bed at 1. "Uuuggghhhh!!! Why the fuck did i have to go to sleep so late?!!" You raised your voice as you got out of bed and changed into a suit for work.:

When you were finally dressed you got your shoes on and went to your car. You were half way there when you realized..."FUCK!!! I fucking forgot to actually eat!!....fuck me ugh!" You drove back to you flat and started to make your way in when you saw sherlock and john leaving for a case. *great.. JUST GREAT!! My first day at work and I'm going to be late. Not only that, since sherlock is going it must be a serious case.* you thought as you grabbed a bag of chips and a coffee and ran back to your car.

Time Skip

You made it to work exactly 10 minutes late and you already had a gun to the front of your head.....*fuck me*

"GET ON THE GROUND! NOW!!!" You quickly did as the masked man said and got to the floor, soon realizing that the gun was fake. The handle of the gun was smooth plastick while the front of the gun had two bullet holes,(idk).

You saw the man stood heavily on his left foot indicating his right knee was injured, so if you were to kick him in his right knew he would fall back and grab his knee leaving enough room to knee him in the head. You also saw that his left hand was calloused but his right hand was not which meant he was left handed so if you were to twist his arm back, dislocate, and break it, it would be less likely he could fight. You would next kick him in the spine enough to leave a tiny fracture and enough for him to stay down So in the end you would leave him with a broken knee, mild concussion, dislocated and broken left arm, and a fractured spine.

After you did it you heard Detective Inspector Lestrad come in and cuff him. "Great job isaac, haw did you do it?" "Yes, how did you do it?" You head sherlock butt in. "Well i noticed he had an injured knee so i used it to my advantage and i noticed the little things like him being left handed and best way to fracture his spine and give him a concussion." You said confidently with a hint of nervousness. You noticed sherlock look at you strangly and walk away while john introduced himself to you and shake your hand.

Soon you learne that the case was about 4 linked serial suicides and that you weren't needed because sherlock had it taken care of. Of course that pissed you off so you left and went to a café called 'The Pastry Dish' and sat down. You drank your coffee and ate a cupcake when you noticed a dashing man walking your way.:

You were swooned, but then recognized him from your dream. "Hello cutie, why do you look so glum" he said in a sexy Irish accent almost like a purr. "U-uh u-um...w-what-t??" You said shocked as he sat down at your table.

"You heard me, why do you look so glum??" He said with a beautifully blinding smile. "Oh, um s-sorry u-um, I'm just bumbed out that i can't work on a certain case.... wait, sorry I shouldn't be telling you this" you laughed.

"Come ooon.*pokes your hand* i won't tell anyoooooone." He said in an adorable sing-songy voice while chuckling. "Well...um, let's just say a certain co-worker is a pain in the ass thinking he's all that and thinks i can't do shit an-" "sh shh, calm down. He may be a bitch but don't get all worked up on him..ok?" "Ok, thanks" you said smiling.

You walked home that night completely swooned. As you got out of the bath you heard your phone chime and ckecked it:

Have sweet dreams cupcake, i would love to see you again soon. Tomorrow maybe? Same place at noon -JM

Definitely! -I(L/N)

Wow, i have a date!!.....wait.... *how the fuck did he get my number?!?! Did he call me cupcake?!? WE JUST MET!!*

You went to sleep with all these thoughts swarming your mind, soon drifting off to a dream of the man whith the blinding smile.