Jim Moriarty x Reader

Chapter 12

When you woke up, you saw the blurry outline of a suit in front of you and you panicked. Jolting up from your laying down position, you immediately regretted it when your vision darkened and your head spun. The suited figure quickly came to your aid, one hand on your shoulder the other behind your back, steadying you.

"Y/n- calm down. It's just me, it's alright—"

You felt relieved at hearing a familiar voice— especially one that wasn't jim. So... you hugged him.

"William!!! I can't stay here, Jim is completely psychotic!!" You whispered loudly, clinging onto him. He didn't hug back though, just kind of—- stood there awkwardly.

"Y/n, just calm down. What did jim say to you? ....... or. Do.......?" William pulled out of the hug, his eyes slightly darkened, suddenly seemingly worried and protective. Kind of like a dad. .. hm. You couldn't figure out what William was like to you. That gay best friend, that really overly protective dad, or just a really grumpy old man that lowkey hates everyone but is actually a tsundere. Either way, you just shook your head to calm him.

"He didn't touch me.... but.... William.... he had someone killed.." You mumble, looking at the floor sadly. William blinks a few times, drawing his eyebrows together.

"Oh—- that's what's bothering you-? .... wow, you really haven't figured this place out yet, have you-?" He asks, staring at you in surprise. You shook your head— it's not that you haven't figured it out.... you just. .... didn't want to. ....... but now you kind of do...

"Tell me then, William. Everything I need to know. Please...?" You ask, fluttering your eyelashes in attempt to guilt-pressure him. William huffs in response, shaking his head.

"... right. Fine. This is a criminal organization- Jim is basically the head of everything and everyone. He never kills, never hurts, never does anything by his own hand. He uses people like me— to do it for him." William sighs, looking at the floor now, while you stare at him.

"You.....? He makes... you kill people....?" You ask, your voice hoarse. William was silent for a few seconds, then sighed.

"Y/n, I do what I have to do to keep the people I care about safe. Soon, Jim will teach you to do the same." William says quietly— his tone implying that he didn't really like that fact, but it was there. You stared at him blankly a moment, tears slowly forming in your eyes.

"I am not. Going to hurt anyone, William. Never. How could you even imply that." You say, your voice quavering. William glances over at you, then away again.

"..... if I'm correct, you're not going to leave." William says slowly.

"And what makes you so sure about that?"

"..... because you love Jim."