Jim Moriarty x Reader

Chapter 3

You didn't see a point in denying Jim's offer. From the dead look in his eyes, it didn't seem he would let you walk away without accepting. ... Something about him led you to conclude that if you didn't accept, something really, really bad would have happened.

"..... you think I have potential?" You asked, batting your eyelashes in playful shock, deciding to take his comment as a compliment rather than a threat. Jim smiled, setting his teacup down and standing calmly.

"So it's settled~ you'll be staying down the hall to the left. William, your..... tour guide~ will show you the way." Jim gestured you towards the door, where you came face to face with a young man in a suit, like the ones you had seen walking around the building earlier. You just shrugged as the man, William, escorted you out the door. You're... staying here? Jim just meant like.... an office you'll be working in.... right?

"Hey, sorry, excuse me... William, was it? What exactly did Jim mean 'my room'-?" You asked, looking up at the man questioningly. He responded with a slight huff, in a lovely British accent.
"In other words, Jim doesn't want you running around freely until he knows he can trust you."
"Trust me—? But I'm not—"
"Shh. Now go." William stands aside, holding a door open for you. Drawing your eyebrows together, you look up at him, who returns your gaze with a blank, slightly impatient glare.

"You're not gonna. Lock me in the room or anything. Right?" You ask questioningly. The slightest smile tugs at his mouth and he shakes his head.
"Valid question. But no. Now go, I have work to do." He replies. You slowly nod in response, then stroll into your new residence. It was small.. a bed, blank walls... could use a little touching up here and there.

.... What would Jim need to trust you with...? Is this some sort of.. top secret government agency or something....? You turn around, opening your mouth to ask William another question, only to see he was gone. Closing your mouth again, you purse your lips. ... alrighty then.

Deciding to go along with it all for now, you take another look around the room. You catch a small dot in the corner of the room, right between the wall and ceiling. So, to validate your suspicions, you drag your bed to the spot and stand on it. Sure enough, when you do, you get a clear view of a camera that was watching your every move. Besides this one, you couldn't see any more, but you didn't doubt that there was. Who puts a camera in a bedroom???!?? What kind of place IS this???

.... Well. Everyone seems polite enough. So, deciding to make due with what you have, you smile and wave at the camera sweetly.

...... Although this place was undoubtedly off in some way, you couldn't help but admit to yourself that you were excited... This would turn out to be quite the adventure.