Jim-Moriarty-RP

Jim was bored- the kind of bored that could be settled quickly. It needed the kind of stimulation that only came with the long, slow, almost tortuous process of twisting someone utterly.

Someone like Molly Hooper, for example.

Smirking, he sent a text.

Lonely. Care to join me for dinner?
-JM

Me: Guys... Hey, guys... look at this: pinterest.com/mrmoriarty/misle… XD
JM: I am in no way affiliated with this abomination.
Me: Come oooon! I quite like these!
JM: I will burn the heart out of you
Me:

Jim sat in the living room of one of his hideouts. It was a three bedroom, two bath house with an attic and basement. Quite quaint, really. It was located in the suburbs just outside of London. He shared the place with Seb on occasion. One bedroom each plus an office for Jim.

Today he was waiting for his favourite sniper to arrive so Jim could reveal his big birthday surprise. He'd never really done much for Seb's birthday, but he'd gotten up this morning and felt in the mood for a good party. Actually, he mostly felt in the mood to make a lot of food, so he did. All of Seb's favourites, plus a few of Jim's, and a variety of desserts. He almost wished he could invite Korey over, if mostly just to share the food with her. He loved eating with her. It just felt so... domestic, in a nice way.

The food was all laid out nicely, except for the things that needed to remain heated or cooled, so now Jim sprawled on the couch boredly as he waited for Seb to come home.

((Because I find these entertaining:

iamnotalyanna.deviantart.com/a…
i3.photobucket.com/albums/y90/…
And best of all: andrew-scott-online.tumblr.com… If this was really drawn by Andrew Scott, then I think I will just burst. Just sayin'. XD))

Cursing under his breath, Jim fumbled with the key and stumbled into the house. Everything was pitch black, but he didn't turn on any lights for fear of waking his sister. He held his right shoulder and suppressed his moans of agony at each movement he made. His shoulder had to be out of its socket... And on top of that, he could feel blood trickling from somewhere, but he had no clue where it could be from... he had gotten so badly beaten that the injury could be practically anywhere.

He tripped on something and leaned on something to steady himself, causing several objects to fall over in succession. He quietly swore again and hoped Koren would sleep through it... even though he knew she wouldn't.