Nine

"..."

I heard Mycroft laugh, bringing me out of my shock.

"Did he...did he just confess to me?" My gaze was stuck on the floor. I felt breathless.

"Pretty sure he did!" Mycroft laughed again, wheezing so hard he almost fell out of his chair. "I said I'd get you a real fiance, didn't I?" He said once he had finally calmed down.

I couldn't move or speak. I was just... shocked.

So basically, my whole life's been a lie? He introduced me to Irene because he was trying to hide his feelings?! I left him and everyone else behind because I thought he'd get hurt if I broke up with Irene, when in all reality, if I had just listened to John, we could've avoided all of this!?

William fucking James Moriarty likes me?

"All jokes aside, I know he can treat you better than that Irene girl you were talking about before anyway. She sounded like such a bitch. Sherlock, I think you should-"

"I'm fucking marrying him."

There was a silence for a while, and I think I heard one of those iconic breezes brush by in all those cowboy movies when there's a gaping silence.

Then Mycroft burst out laughing, actually falling off his chair this time.

"Oh my god! You are hopeless! Just look at the look on your face-" He was kneeling on the floor now, hand in a fist hammering the floor as he laughed.

I didn't think it was that funny, but soon enough, I started laughing too, mainly from how stupid my brother - a supreme judge of the court, working for the government by the way - looked wheezing and rolling and abusing the floor.

"Anyways... jokes aside... I really think you two are perfect... for each other..." He was able to make out between pants. I looked at him unimpressed, unable to take his words seriously when he was practically gasping for air.

"Ugh, you look so stupid. Anyways, I'm leaving." I turned on my heel and started walking away, leaving my manic brother and his laughing fit alone.

"Wait- Sherlock!" I heard more laughs behind me but just shook my head.

"Bye~ I'm off to find myself a fiance~"

I walked down the halls quietly, trying to not remember the image of my brother looking like a insane person rolling around on the floor. Grown ass man btw.

I took in deep breaths to calm myself and fortunately, it was working.

"Ah!"

I accidentally bumped into someone.

"Sh-Sherlock..."

It was Liam. I smiled and lent him a hand. He took it and I couldn't help but notice his face was a little redder than normal. I took the opportunity to pull him in.

"Hey~ you ok?" I said flirtatiously, giving him a wink. I saw his face get redder before he hid it in my chest. How cute~

"I- um... i-it's getting late... w-we should-"

I put a finger under his chin and lifted it up. He looked surprised and even more flustered as he tried to pull away from my grasp. But I held firmly.

"We? Are you suggesting..." I leaned into his ear, letting my other arm wrap around his back, fingers grazing over a little lower than his waist. "...we sleep together?" I whispered.

He gasped and I took the opportunity to get a few fingers into his pants.

"Ah!" He pulled away, red-faced and surprised. I simply smirked. Where this courage came from, I don't know, but I was kinda liking it.

"Y-you...!" He looked away shyly. I smirked again, getting closer and ushering him to continue. He took a deep breath and smiled too.

"Let's do it." He said too innocently.

I took a step back and almost fell over. "W-what?" It was his turn to smirk. He grabbed my hand and pulled me all the way down the hall and to his room.

He pulled me to his bed and spread his legs.

"Oh. My. Lord." were the last words I said before it all happened.

We lay in bed, both breathless, wet, and naked.

"Sherly... um... so... I-..I'm not a virgin anymore, right?"

I was taken aback by this sudden question. I felt my face heat up, so I sat up and looked away. "No, you aren't... sorry..."

"Why are you sorry?" He sat up too, leaning towards me again. I felt his hot tongue on my nape and felt something coming again. I forced it down.

"I'm..not. I'm very glad I did this to you... I was just scared that you'd..you'd hate me for it... s-so I..." I didn't know how to explain it. I suddenly stood up. He looked at me confused.

"Liam..." I took his hand and kissed it. Here it goes. "I know Mycroft was trying to get you to do this with me... and I know I told you to ignore it but..." I got down on one knee. "I don't want to take it back."

His eyes widened and his face somehow got even redder. He used his free hand to cover his mouth.

"Will you marry me, Liam?"

I was amused by his expression. It looked like he was about to cry, but also very in heat due to us just having sex.

"Oh also... looks like you've caught me, William."

Catch me if you can, Liam. La fin!