James Thoughts On Love
James's Thoughts On Love
James lay spooned against his sleeping husband the third day of their honeymoon as he felt himself awaken. Part of him wanted to start nibbling on his amazing husband lying next to him. Mycroft was so special to James as he was the most intelligent man he had ever met.
Sherlock was fun but could be so dense sometimes that Jim just wanted to shake him and scream at him. Mycroft had been so much more of a challenge as he pursued and teased him. Jim had called Mycroft the ice man. Ice man indeed. Jim could feel the heat from the boiling volcano under the surface. What was it about the Holmes boys and burning hearts?
Jim had often been molested and taken advantage of in his youth but as he became stronger and more educated he turned the tables on others. Jim had many sex partners but few real lovers. Very few people he allowed to get under his skin. One of them had been Molly mouse. The only male he could actually call a friend was Sebastian Moran. Another lost soul. But both he kept at an emotional distance.
The Holmes boys were an exception as they were both so much fun and were such a contrast. Mycroft the elder brother was a rare genius with a cool exterior. A clothes horse with great style. Jim had always had a thing for older men. What had some people said, that he had daddy issues? Sherlock was also highly intelligent. A genius also but such a hot mess. His mind palace was a jumbled mass of mental torment but he seemed to revel in this suffering. Jim knew why?
"What do you want Sherlock?" "The truth" "Truth’s boring."
Actually Jim wanted Sherly to remember the truth on his own. That was the game.
Now that James had married Mycroft would that change anything? Jim didn't want to hurt Sherly as he loved him deeply in his own crazy way. But he loved Mycroft much more. Mycroft's return of his feelings was much more real as opposed to Sherlock's confused games. Jim always felt Sherlock holding back. It had always felt like a twisted love triangle. Jim knew he had made the right choice as Mycroft loved him in a way Sherly might never be capable of. Jim thought to himself both brothers were beautiful in their own way. Both were geniuses and had such emotional depths that they struggled to hide. "Why" Jim wondered.
Love had come late to Jim Moriarty. Definitely trust issues. Always afraid of being hurt.
James lay next to his dream come true. Jim had always been enamored of fairytales. This was a fairytale in progress. Was this his happily ever after?