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#( we are more than partners; we are all we need; james moriarty & kurenai )
aestuavis · 11 months
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@confluxium asked :
"spit it out , what is it exactly ?" - james to kurenai (:
↪ 𝑫𝑶𝑵'𝑻 𝑺𝑴𝑰𝑳𝑬 𝑨𝑻 𝑴𝑬 . || accepting
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|| 紅 || :: the HACKER prided herself in being able to keep her emotions intact. that was something she almost always managed to do no matter the situation. it helped when you had been in the BUSINESS for so long that lying and masking what you're feeling became a second nature. when you spent majority of your time behind a persona, it got easier and easier to not display what she truly felt within. that, and because kurenai never allowed anyone close enough to witness what was like behind that carefree, yet lethal identity of a HACKER she employed. nothing personal, it's just business.
                then why was it that she couldn't HIDE the emotions she was feeling right at this moment ? why was it that in front of him, she felt like an amateur in the art of DECEPTION ? why was it that he could see through her facade so easily like it was nothing ? it should make her uncomfortable, right ? it should make her feel exposed, yet, even now, the realization that HE remained the only person who could tell at a glance that something was bothering her was nothing short of the truth. there was no lying to him, and she did not want to lie to him. and, for once, she let her emotion get the best of her. he caught it. of course he did.
                " spit it out , what is it exactly ? "
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                " i said, the man i love. " it was a spur of the moment, for she had never imagined herself admitting this out loud, whether it was to him or to herself. but that wasn't true, was it ? she had already admitted THIS FACT to herself, that was why it slipped out before she knew it. the deeper he went with this operation, the deeper he weaved his web of lies and control over london, and the more times that man showed himself to interrupt their PLANS, the more the hacker felt uneasy. it was like a tug, that warning blared in her mind whenever the detective presented himself on their trails. that was why she blurted out in the heat of their discussion and argument over why she got herself involved;
                " how could i not intervene when i might lose the man i love !? "
                sherlock holmes was coming after them, and moriarty was more than confident that he could take him. of course, the mastermind would believe that given his caliber and accomplishment, his skills and intellect were unparalleled. kurenai herself, however, had witnessed their clashes and battles many times, and every single time, she felt as if the SHADOW looming behind his back got shorter and shorter, as though it a count down. she despised that feeling, the dreadful sensation creeping up her spine.
                the possibilities that the detective might become his downfall.
                CRIMSON HUES stared straight into his cyan optics. she didn't dare look away now, nor was she attempting to HIDE what she kept locked up inside all this time. she had always been by his side, the closest person to him. his most trusted ally. his strongest pawn on the chess board. he wanted the truth ? he's getting the truth. the ultimate truth.
                " i am in love with you, james moriarty. "
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aestuavis · 11 months
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▸▸ [ @confluxium || moriarty ( archer ) & kurenai ]
|| 紅 || :: from time to time, the master got a glimpse of their servant's past through their dreams.
                it wasn't something new, especially not when the sight she witnessed in her DREAMS was what she had lived through with him when he was alive. the NAPOLEON OF CRIME and the days he spent going head to head with the great detective as she walked by his side. she saw it, the glimpse of the past long gone, the years that faded through paper and history, now replaced by a FIGHT bound by the crimson marks upon the back of her palm.
                the HACKER raised her hand up, watching the command seals plastered over her skin as she could feel his presence despite him not appearing before her eyes. she knew he was in the room, and she addressed him even prior to his OUTLINE had been made to the eyes.
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                " it wasn't a nightmare. " she wasn't sure if he was going to ask about that, but while it wasn't a NIGHTMARE in and out of itself, it still stirred her from slumber. her hand lowered, but her eyes kept staring up the ceiling. suddenly, she felt the need to see the stars outside. " it was a glimpse of the past. " words were kept VAGUE whether it was his or hers. it didn't matter, did it ? their pasts were one of the same. her fingers unconsciously toyed with the ring on her fourth finger, rubbing it absentmindedly. THE PAST that was long, long gone. at least from his mind.
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