~The life of a psychopath~ A Moriarty x reader x Sherlock fanfic

Chapter 50~

You woke up clinging your warm duvet to you as you sat up the yellow light from the window blinding you. You recapped the events of last night as you threw on your dressing gown. You walked into the living room. Sherlock was in the kitchen as you flopped onto the sofa your h/c hair falling in front of your face. You giggled softly brushing it out the way as you looked towards the kitchen. Sherlock was standing against the door frame smiling at you. He walked over and handed you a cup of tea. "Thank you" you smiled clasping the warm cup in your hands breathing in the hot air. "No problem" he smiled sitting in his seat. Are you going to mention last night? Is he going to mention last night? You sat in a comforting silence for a couple of minutes before turning to face Sherlock. "Sherlock what was last- last night about?" He stood up and looked from you to the floor as your heart began to pound again. "I-i am not sure how to say this. I-it just felt... Right? I am sorry if it took you by surprise ii shouldnt have sprung that onto you it's just- how do I explain this?" He looked down flustered as you stood up. "Sherlock," you smiled walking closer to him the scent of his cologne making you melt. "Why did you," you paused taking his hand in yours as you secretly took his pulse. You leant up towards his ear and whispered, "kiss me?" His heart was racing as you stood face to face. "I- well i felt like- i don't really know why." He looked down. "It felt right and I can't really explain what I felt or how I'm feeling" he looked deep into your eyes. "Why did you kiss me back?" His deep baritone voice sending shivers across your body. You whispered back into his ear " Because, well, i wanted to. I would explain in detail but I'm sure you understand" your lips grazed against his ear as you felt him tense up then relax. "So... What does this mean?" He asked biting his lower lip. "Well do you think we have enough data to make an informed decision?" You whispered softly whilst grinning. "God no" he said pulling you closer till your lips met. The same taste of chocolate and coffee laced your lips as you rested your hand on his chest. That was until a cough brought you both back to reality. "Morning?"