Jim Moriarty x Reader 2

Chapter 44

Ty's POV:

"..... she's going to murder me if she finds out I was in your bed." Ty stated, slowly calming down from his mental breakdown over Candace. William was still holding him close, and Ty basked in every second of it.

"Well technically she already has....." William replied, Ty could hear the slight smile in his voice as he spoke. He breathed out a silent laugh in response, lowkey taking the opportunity to cuddle against William.

"True..." he replied, feeling William tense up at Ty's new position.

"....... Ty. ..... what are you doing." He asked, Ty could tell he was burning red again. He smiled to himself, rubbing his face in Williams chest. He was warm....

"I'm in shock!!! Let me have this-" Ty laughed, knowing fully well William would pull away as soon as he processed that he was completely fine again. As predicted, William pulled away from him, forcing him to lay back down again. Then he coughed, standing up and brushing himself off.

"... you should get some rest Ty, you're still not fully healed." William commented, glancing back at his wounded wrists. Ty nodded in response, carefully pulling the blanket over himself, knowing William was right. Flirting was fun, but dang he was tired... and in pain. Closing his eyes as he began to drift off, he smiled at hearing the quiet conversation from across the room.

"I ship it."

".... Shut up, Marcus."

Your POV:

You and Jim had somehow ended up on the floor, and were now basking in the afterglow of the event. Jesus you loved that man..

"Mm... but really, Jim, what are we going to do...? Harvey has Alex, Ty is dead and we can't bring him back because... well... we don't have Alex.... I'm guessing William and Candace broke it off, considering she apparently murdered his best friend, so now there's that too..." You mumble halfheartedly, not bothering to get up. Jim sighed, lifting himself on his forearm so he could sit up and look down at you.

"Have faith, my dear~ we hold more cards than you give me credit for." Jim cooed, with his famous 'unfazed by everything' smile. You sighed, slowly nodding in response.

".... alright. I suppose you're right; we're alive so far—- ... the majority of us. .... so you seem to know what you're doing." You smiled weakly, sitting up as well. You could still feel anger deep within you... it was still there. You still wanted Harvey dead. But not only that, you wanted him to suffer... you wanted to turn this little 'game' of his around on him, completely torment him until his good side begs for mercy. And then, after dragging it out for as long as humanely possible, you would kill him.

"Come on.. let's get you to bed, my dear~ you're exhausted." Jim hummed as he stood, getting properly dressed again. You did the same, before accepting his invitation to go sleep. You weren't necessarily tired and your mind was racing, but perhaps tomorrow would be a better day...