It Reminds Me That Im Alive...

The Arrival

You were walking down the street as the rain began to patter off your shoulders. 'Shit'. You thought. The rain was going to make your sleeves stick to your arms and then the blood would become noticeable. You sighed deeply as you reached Jim's pathway and took a deep breath in before walking up to the large, black, wooden door. You were just about to knock on the door when it swung open, giving you a slight fright. "Y/N!". Jim's voice echoed through your mind as you were pulled into a tight embrace. You melted into his embrace and inhaled the intoxicating sent that poured from him. "Are you okay honey?". Jim asked you. You looked up at him frowning slightly.
"Im fine, why?". You asked slightly worried he could feel how wet your sleeves were.
"Im just making sure". He smiled and pulled you into the house, shutting the door behind him. You nodded and bit your lip, you were on edge, you were scared that he was going to find out and then leave you.

Jim lead you into the living room, fresh flowers had been put into crystal clear vases. You examined the room closely just watching your surroundings as much as you could. You felt Jim's arms wrap around your waist gently as he began to trace small kisses down your neck, you shivered at his touch biting your lip slightly. "Why don't we go to the bedroom?". Jim asked his irish accent coating his words, you gulped. 'The bedroom....? No, just no. I can't if he finds out he will hate me..' . You thought to yourself, you moved out of his grip.
"Im tired, Jim. I honestly just want to relax". You mumbled quietly as you looked away from him, you didn't want him to see how broken you really were. You couldn't see him get hurt, ever, Jim was your rock the only one who made you truly happy. You heard him sigh from behind you, you bit your lip and sighed deeply. "I'm sorry". You whispered as you slowly turned to him. Jim gave you a small smile and pulled you into a loving embrace.
"Hey, don't be sorry, i love you. We can have fun tomorrow". He whispered into your ear a smirk placed on his lips.

That night you and Jim basically curled up on the couch snuggling each other whilst you watched horror movies. Every so often you would hear Jim chuckle, he wasn't afraid of anything. That's what you thought anyways, he was Jim Moriarty mass murdering psychopath. You sighed slightly as you curled into his chest, shutting your eyes. You felt safe with him like no one, nothing would ever hurt you again, for some reason, unknown to you, Jim Moriarty loved you in more ways than one, and just that thought made you happy inside.

(Hey guys i know this chapter is super short but it's all i could think of for it the next one will be out soon i promise ♥ )