We're Just Alike You and I (Sheriarty BBC Sherlock)

Chapter 4- Falling the Wrong Way.

This chapter is primarily MorMor. I'm very sorry that there is not Sheriarty yet but there will be soon. :)

Two hours later and all of the students had left the school premises, making their way back to their homes which shielded them from the harsh, cold, London atmosphere leaving just Jim Moriarty and Sebastian Moran sitting on the cold brick wall surrounding the school. A thin layer of frost beginning to form which glistened against the last weak rays of sunlight that were quickly disappearing behind the tall city skyline.

Street lamps had started to flicker on, one by one, along with car head lights, reflecting off the darkening road. The beeps and engines of vehicles were muffled from the distance between the boys and the busy London road. The wall surrounding the school was built well into the school premises so the nearest road was in clear view but was a good 50 yards away.

Being early January it was cold and Jim had sat there just in his school uniform, his blazer the only protection he had from his arms being completely bare and so being the gentlemen he was, Sebastian had his coat draped over the smaller boy's shoulders.

"Fucking hell Sebastian, if I had needed a coat I would've brought one" Jim snapped, although he didn't shrug the coat off of his skinny frame. He was naturally quite pale anyway, a healthy look, but now his extremities were blue and the rest of his skin was deathly pale, his lips chattering even though he tried to hide it.

Sebastian sighed, a puff of warm breath hitting the cold air, creating a cloud in front of him. He was used to Jim's moods now and so silently wrapped an arm around the boy's waist and pulled him closer to his side. Then resting his chin on top of the dark, fluffy, but oh-so-styled hair on top of Jim's head.

After a few minutes of just sitting there watching the evening traffic and bustling Londoners, Jim turned towards Seb to look at him face to face. He was tired and was in need of sleep but would definitely prefer to sit here with his wonderfully loyal boyfriend.

"You're so pretty Seb" he commented spontaneously, touching the taller boy's cheek and leaving him dazed.

Sebastian was head over heels for Jim, and would do anything for the younger boy, but sometimes he wondered if the other felt the same. He smiled affectionately, and leaned in to kiss Jim softly, who immediately pulled back, quickly looking behind him like a small rabbit aware of predators nearby.

"Seb, Jesus, people could still be around!"

Sebastian sighed looking down to the floor sadly, "Jim, I don't know what you're playing at but I don't get why you hide our relationship like this... It's... It's like you're ashamed of us."

"Sentiment, my dear Sebastian, sentiment. It's a weakness and I don't want... People thinking that I /care/."

Shaking his head and finally looking Jim in the eye Sebastian spoke, a touch of hurt in his words "Yeah, fair enough you make good money doing this shit, but you're not part of the fucking Mafia! Sentiment my arse, are people going to judge you because you're normal and care?"

Jim scowled, glaring at the other boy. He slapped him harshly around the face, leaving Seb with a red cheek. He didn't flinch, not one bit, and he didn't fight back. He was too loyal for that, but yeah, it hurt, physically and emotionally.

"You don't understand do you?" Jim spat, still glaring at Sebastian "it'll never imbed in that thick skull of yours!" He harshly poked Sebastian in the forehead.

Sighing and slipping off the wall Sebastian tried to avoid Jim's gaze when he spoke.
"I was right wasn't I? I'm such a twat, really I am. When I met you, you got me straight away. With your unbelievably attractive winks, and your flirting. You got me hooked, but only slightly because I never wanted to be in a proper relationship. I just wanted a good fuck, and that's all I did. But then you offered me that, well, job and so I spent more time with you. And.. And when you started to show your genuine side, that more vulnerable side that nobody else saw, that's where I truly fell for you. Now, I feel that I might have fallen into a ditch because you obviously don't love me back. And holy fuck does that hurt. I should go back to being Sebastian "Whorean", as I was called. Scared of being in a relationship just incase I was hurt. I'm sorry Jim, sorry for not being smart and understanding!"

Jim was shocked by this, he had never heard Sebastian say so much, but he soon wiped that shock from his face and replaced it with a bitter grin.

"Oh /how/ sentimental!" He sang, throwing his arms in the air dramatically. "When I thought you couldn't get any worse!"

The blonde shook his head in disbelief, when he thought that Jim had been nasty enough he just went and topped it off, stabbing him right in the heart where it hurt most.

"Here we go again, you just can't do it can you? Well I can't do this anymore, because it's emotionally slicing me open. See you tomorrow Jim, you'll be ridden of my sentimental arse."

Sebastian started to walk off until Jim grabbed him by the wrist in one sharp motion.

"Seb."

The taller boy turned around quickly, now irritated with Jim, but himself more so.

"What?" He snapped

"Just... I didn't mean for it to come out like... That... I" this was going to be hard "it's my natural response to stuff like this...I... Just don't mean to snap and"
"See? You can't even fucking apologise. Is that too low for you too?"

"Sebastian I don't mean it okay? I do love you, fucking hell I do! I'm just stupid and my brain doesn't work like yours does." He sighed, sadly and met Sebastian's eyes with his doe brown ones. "What do you need and I'll try...?"

After looking at those big eyes the anger from Seb's face lifted and immediately changed into a soft expression, once again truly falling for Jim's vulnerable side that nobody seemed to pay attention to.

"I just want people to know about our relationship, it's all I'm asking for."

At that last word, Jim hopped off the wall and wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck openly, and nuzzled against him. "I'll try to make that happen Sebby."

Sebastian smiled, a little teary eyed, and wrapped his arms protectively around the smaller boy's waist.
"I'd like that. But I don't like that nickname"

Jim giggled, that little Irish giggle that Sebastian loved "I love it Sebby dear. Now kiss me."

Sebastian did so eagerly, but the kiss was passionate and slow, a flood of emotion. Out there in the open and Sebastian loved it.