Nicotine (Moriarty x Reader x Sherlock)

II

(Your POV) 

You wake up in Sherlock's arms and turn your head to see and amused John sitting in his chair sipping tea. "Oh shut up, John" You say before he even gets the chance to say anything. "I didn't even say anything?" "You're smirking and I'm laying here in Sherlock's arms, I knew you were going to say something." "I could barely deal with one of him, now there's two." "Don't worry, I'm not a sociopath, just smart. For the record, I am extremely comfortable here and he said I was better than you at solving cases." "Of course you are, you're a genius, you work just like him, no wonder he gets all panicky around you." "The hell is that supposed to mean?" Before he can say anything Sherlock waves his hand, making it obvious that he wants John to shut up. "How long have you been awake?" John asks. "This whole time, now shut up before I reveal your secret. Oh and can you go get us tea?" "I'm assuming you need to get up?" You ask Sherlock. "Yep." He says with a hint of disappointment in his voice. You get up and stretch, then check you watch and remember you need to text that guy from the coffee shop. As you're grabbing your phone John comes back in with the tea, luckily you find the number and text him a simple "Good morning :)". John notices the note, makes a worried face, walks over to Sherlock and whispers something in his ear. After you finish your tea you start to head for the door. "Sorry guys I've got to go, see ya later!" 

 You head to your flat and get changed, as this is happening you are making plans with JM. "Wear something nice-JM" So you grab (Outfit of choice), you also put on little crown earrings just for a little fun. "I'll be outside in 5 minutes-JM" Wondering how he got your address you go downstairs, John and Sherlock are having a conversation that seems to be secretive because they aren't yelling like normal. You decide to leave them alone and you go wait outside. He pulls up to the curb soon after in an extremely nice car. He steps out and holds the door open for you, so you climb in. About two minutes later, Sherlock texts you. "Where did you go?" "I'm going somewhere with JM, why?" "Oh, okay no reason." "Johns secret" "Hm?" "He's gay isn't he" "Yup" Soon JM breaks the silence. "You look very nice today" "Thank you, you do as well. Do you mind telling me your name now?" "Ah right, I'm Jim Moriarty." "You're obviously an important person, what is it you do?" "I'm a king, just not a king for the angels, I'm the king of crime." He's smirking and still not looking at you. For some reason you aren't scared of him, even though he's the King of crime, you have a feeling he won't hurt you. 

~Sherlocks POV~

"This is bad." John says. "you know, John, I'm starting to think you are smarter than me. How did you figure out that this is bad, I had no clue." I shoot back, trying my best not to scream at him because I know very well that y/n can hear us when we yell. "Of course, Jim knows them, of course he's doing this. They need to be careful but we can't say anything because they won't believe us." "Really?!"  I know Jim has that charm, even though he's the most dangerous man in the world you feel like he won't actually hurt you. That's how he breaks people, he makes people trust him and then does something that completely destroys them, or he just winds up killing them. "I'm honestly scared to find out what he'll do to them." "John, you're always scared. But what's not normal is that I'm scared." "You,  scared? Sherlock I think you are going crazy. Is there something wrong? Are you on drugs again?!-" By this time they're gone so I don't have to worry about them hearing me. "So what if I care about them?! They're interesting, unlike the rest of you, they know how to deduce, they know how to solve a case! All of you idiots don't! The problem here is not that I care about y/n, It's that JAMES MORIARTY HAS THEM!"

~Jims POV~

This is going perfect, steal them from Sherlock and convince them to trust me.  I know exactly how to break him. He is not the type of person to ask someone where they have gone if they leave without him knowing, yet he did it for y/n. "We're here." I say in a monotone voice. "Oh, okay." They say with a small smile.  I get out and open the door for y/n as they step out. We head up into the building, well the nice bottom few floors, I'm not gonna show the torture floors to y/n just yet. "I'm assuming you've already had breakfast?" "Actually, no I just had some tea this morning." They say nervously. "That's alright, how about some eggs and toast?" Honestly I'm kinda taking a liking to y/n, I noticed the way they were looking at me at the coffee shop. I knew that look, they're like Sherlock, they were deducing me. Looks like I'm going to have fun with them. As the food is coming out they ask me a question that I knew was coming. "Do you by any chance, know a man named Sherlock Holmes?"  "Yes I have, I like him... He's fun to mess with."