I was not always like this Moriarty x reader

Chapter 1 Amounst the beauty

(Moriartys point of view)

I always took this back street rout, walking threw admiring the trees as the seasons shifted. I payed attention to everything surrounding me, but I was quite lonely I admit. Seeing children playing in the park and couples running around. I was happy of corse but I never had any of that. I grew up lonely but like a king, feed gold by my parents, in tell they died. But they where old, I couldn't have not know anyway, I expected it for a long time. Leaving everything to me I was able to live in peace, But I was still lonely.
I passed the parks and was soon in the trashy part of town. I say that not because the the people there but because they had to live under horrid conditions.
I past a ally then stopped, I heard something, echoing threw the brick ally way. "Onnn... Ragleeenddd roaaad...." A... Song... I thought hearing the notes weaved in the voice... And I heard it again... Still in the faint, broken soft voice. "Onnn... An autumn day. I..sawww... herr.. firsst" I stepped a bit closer.

(Y/n point of view)

"And I knewwww, that her dark hairrrrr, wouldddd weave a snare.. That I might onnneee dayyy rue."
I heard a deep Irish voice singing the next lines.. It scared me.. I hope it's not someone here to hurt me again... I signed. Looking up where it was coming from. "What do u want??!" I called out..
"To finish the song." He said sweetly looking down at me, and crouching.
"I sawwww the danggerrr and Iiii passsseedd..."
He sang
"Alonngggg the inchanntteedd wayyy"
I sang back.
The next time we sang together
"I saiddd let griefff be a fallen leaf! At the dawningggg...of ..the day.."
Though the song wasn't over we both stopped as I began to shiver and cry and back away.
"Please please, don't hurt me.." I cryed... He looked hurt at my words and began to speak. " I will never hurt you darling, please come here, I do not wish to see you in this state any longer." He spoke to me unlike anyone ever had, a spiral of pure honesty laced his words. I couldn't help but trust him, though trust, was only one of the issues I possessed. "Promise?" I asked? "Promise" he replied. I stepped out of the corner where I sat, and sat on my knees in front of his still crouched down.
"Come home with me?" He asked, I stopped my emotions and ran my brain threw the question, i have nothing, nothing and iv never had anything ever, if I ever had one thing it was snatched away. So I have nothing to lose, not even my life is valuable at this point.
"Yes" I replied and he stretched a hand to me. I took it but the touch almost made me scream, I had not had any type of human interaction that wasn't painful, or out of hate. It surprised me. The man decided to walk back to his place instead of taking a cab. Probley because in my state, no one would allow me into a cab. When we got to his place he was still holding my hand and I gripped on tight, hoping he'd never let go.
But just as I thought that, he did.
He opened the door and revealed a lovely flat, lined with navy blue walls, and book shelfs, with a black couch in the corner and a kitchen to the left. It was so charming. And I hadn't been in a home for a very long time.
"Wow" I said without thinking.
"What?" He asked smiling warmly.
"Nothing" I replied kinda timidly.
"Do you want to wash up?" He asked.
"Yes.. Please..." I replied.
He walked me to a bathroom and turned on the water for me, pulling the shower curtains and then leaving the room smiling at me on his way out.
I looked around, the white bathroom was so beautiful, and then I looked in the mirror .
I hadn't seen my self in so long, I had been homeless for so very long.. My features where snugged in dirt, sweat and tears. My cloths where dirty and ragged, my hair... Was a completes rats nest... I jumped in the shower hoping that it would fix all of this. Feeling the water wash down me was so nice, I felt like this was all I ever needed.
I washed my hair, and body, shaved a bit with the razor the man had given me, and then tried to get out only to slip and fall, as I fell I hit my head and blacked out.

I woke up in a pale blue bedroom, laying on soft gray silk sheets, my visions was a blur. I saw a figure come into the room, I soon realized who it was. That Man. I remembered, but I really should learn his name.
He sat on the bed beside me.
"We'll good morning... Uhh..I don't know if I ever cought ur name sweetheart." His voice was deep and Irish.
"(Y/n)" I replied and he smiled at me warmly "I'm James moriarty.. But please call me jim" he cooed.
"Alright, jim"
I said back.
"So babe, u gonna tell me ur life story?"
I looked at him with tierd eyes and looked back down at the sheets..
"It's so long though.."
I whispered.
"Shorten it then, just give me the basics."
I looked at him at a lost for words, sumerizeing my life in my head and then looking back up and beginning to speak.
" I can't... I just can't..."
I started to cry, I couldn't help it.. It hurt to much.
"It's alright darling.. U don't have to tell me." He touched my wrist and smoothed my skin in cycles.
"We have tell the end of time.." He said.
"But don't u want me out? Haven't I burdened u enough.?" I asked.
He looked at me in confusion then pulled him self to sit in front of me more comfortably.
"I have lived 21 years of my life so far, hundreds of days, millions of moments and tons of memories. But I have never felt love in tell I saw you yesterday. Who says love at first site is fictional? The only fiction to me is that love comes with gifted things. To me this love came in tattered cloths, singing Ragland road in a dark ally way. Yet this love is amongst the most beautiful of all." He finished.
Everything around me silented. I heard not even my own breathing, I could only hear my heart beat.
I felt tears weld in my eyes as everyone who ever hurt me came flushing back to me at once, the names, the torture, the cruelty, by everyone in my life, it all came rushing back. And at the end of all these floating memories,..there lies a repeating voice..."most beautiful of all" it repeated in tell it grew to a silence and I looked at him again. I looked at him as if I where old and about to die and he was the only person I had ever lived for. I looked at him like Romeo looks at Juliet. I looked at him with all the love I had ever been rejected of, and then..
I kissed him.
He kissed back, I didn't expect him to, I never expected anyone to love me, not someone like me... He wrapped his arms around my waist as I brought my hand around his neck. He looked back down at me and released the kiss.
"Will you stay?" He asked. I was hesitant for a moment, not wanting to put him threw what anyone else I had know had to go threw. But I couldn't bring my self to leave, not well I had nothing.. Because I no longer had nothing... I no longer felt like I was unworthy of anything.... Because ...
he was now my something...
I looked back up at him...
"I'll stay." I replied