Forget your running

[ihaveanappforthat]

WHO: Sherlock Holmes and Jim Moriarty
TONE: Friendly and/or romantic
RATING: PG-13 [Possible trigger warnings that will be added as we go.]
WHEN: December 5th
WHERE: Castle roof
WHAT: Sherlock and Jim for date two.
STATUS: FINISHED


[He's starting to feel like he's always waiting on the other male, it's a feeling he's not very fond of. Even as he knows Sherlock's most likely on his way. Moriarty's gaze flickers over to the window he left open.

Finally with a huff he lays back on his back, staring up at the sky. The tea's getting cold and he has little intention of casting a spell to warm it up if Sherlock is going to be so late. In all honesty he knows he's being dramatic, he's only been waiting for about five minutes. A lack of sleep leads to being impatient though. The blanket he's laid out was doing nothing to save his back from the firm surface of the castle roof but he doesn't seem to mind, drifting into something almost related to sleep as he stares up.]

Comments

[ihaveanappforthat]

[He smiled before grabbing his abandoned cup of tea to sip at it more.]

Why?

[3potionproblem]

Seems hypocritical of to me if I say I don't want to have a romantic partner and yet agree to accompany you as a date.

[ihaveanappforthat]

And yet you still do this with me, whatever "this" is? I hardly think this would is any different than going to a ball together.

Tell me again how it gives the wrong impression.

[Boom, headshot.]

You want to know what I think, Sherlock? You're either "toying with me", or you actually enjoy the attention.

The former would be pointless and hardly in character for you.

You could use the excuse of magnanimity but I'll only laugh at you.

[He shook his head.]

But if you don't wish to go with me, I understand.

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock looked down into his cup.]

Friends do this, Jim. I wouldn't call this leading you on so much as being a friend. I've been honest and straight forward from the start.

[ihaveanappforthat]

[He nodded, falling quiet as if processing what the other said. His shoulders hunched slightly and he pulled his knees up, hugging them as he thought.]

Hardly.

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock looked up]

What have I done to the contrary?

[ihaveanappforthat]

Aside from the Molly stuff and all the disapproving stares each time I got with another after that? I know what jealousy looks like, and I would have thought by know you would too by now.

You flirted at the quidditch game.

You haven't told me to sod off with any of my advances. They should bother you if they were unwanted, I know your temper. You deny them then leave it open for a possibility.

[He kept his gaze out and away from Sherlock, still thinking.]

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock sits up straighter.]

I did not flirt. I don't flirt.

And if I told you to sod off you'd probably do something ridiculously dramatic like stab yourself in the eye. I don't mind this more than I mind your destructive behavior.

[ihaveanappforthat]

[His eyes finally landed on the other, brought over by the movement.]

That's not quite true. You do and did.

[That sure was an eye roll.]

Stab myself in the eye? How crude.

You also didn't deny one of those facts Sherlock. Two if we're really paying attention.

[3potionproblem]

Call me jealous if you like but I still maintain I never once flirted.

[ihaveanappforthat]

You told me I could be a viable distraction. You were being shy - it was attractive.

You also haven't denied the fact that you leave things open for possibility.

[He wet his lips.]

[3potionproblem]

I was being an idiot.

[He grimaces at his tea.]

Look, I don’t know that I won’t wake up tomorrow and find that firsthand knowledge on kissing is imperative to my deductive reasoning. And there are very few people I would care to kiss if I required someone as a temporary subject to the study. You are a good option to have on hand. And despite my best efforts, I am still a teenager and who even knows what stupid thing will sound brilliant one minute and stupid the next.

[ihaveanappforthat]

[He blinked rather rapidly and then smiled.]

I do believe you just said if you planned on kissing someone you'd prefer it to be me.

Not so fond of the fact that you think you're an idiot for flirting with me.

[He shook his head.]

[3potionproblem]

I wasn't... intentionally flirting. I don't flirt.

I had been under the assumption that kissing and other romantic activities would best be done with someone who fancied me but I'm beginning to think that really only complicates matters.

[ihaveanappforthat]

[The pattern was starting to annoy Moriarty.]

Okay.

[He conceded, averted his gaze and fell silent. Cold shoulder, much?]

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock finished his mug of tea, sitting quietly.]

I'm sorry if I gave the wrong impression.

[ihaveanappforthat]

[He shook his head and then rested his chin on his drawn up knees.]

Right.

[Not an acceptance of the apology, an acknowledgement that it was said.]

Perhaps I'm the idiot.

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock wrapped his blanket around himself further.]

It's just the way it is.

[ihaveanappforthat]

[The voice he spoke with was a lot softer than it typically was.]

Why do you get jealous if you don't feel that way?

[3potionproblem]

Got jealous. It was two years ago, Jim.

[ihaveanappforthat]

Why?

[He warmed one of his hands on the back of his neck before using it to warm his other.]

[3potionproblem]

Because you came on to me, I got confused, and then you immediately started dating Molly because I couldn't sort out fast enough what I even wanted from you.

[ihaveanappforthat]

You rejected me Sherlock.

[He paused.]

And it might have been two years ago but you sound like you're still sore with it.

You felt entitled because I kissed you. You were interested and I find it hard to believe things like that lie lightly with you.

Go with me to the ball. [Despite the sentence layout it wasn't a demand, more like imploring.]

You don't like my company, you don't enjoy yourself, I'll leave you alone the moment you ask me to. There is nothing of possible loss to it for you.

[3potionproblem]

[Sherlock considered it for a minute, then looked down at his empty cup.]

No.

I'll dance with you if you want but I won't go with you.

[ihaveanappforthat]

[Moriarty smiled despite the rejection.]

You thought about it.

[He shook his head, but there was still a smile on his lips.]

I wanted to impress you. I wanted to figure out how to get into Hufflepuff to impress you. At the time I thought we were the same, it wasn't about trying to hurt you or make you jealous.

I stayed with her longer than I should have because you were acting so weird. It was interesting.
[An apology...?


He sighed.]