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Bonney and Clyde - Jim Moriarty x Reader

A/N: This was requested by @thefandomfairy567​. Sorry for the long wait >_< please bear with me and sorry for any grammer mistakes you may encounter.

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(Y/L/N) = Your Last Name
(Y/H/L) = Your Hair Length
(Y/H/C) = Your Hair Colour
(Y/E/C) = Your Eye Colour
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What were you thinking? What got you the idea that you could life apple pie life with sociopath who ignores you all the time and only speaks to you just to tell you what kind of waste you are to him? Everyone knew it. Expect you. That is what you agreed on with your boyfriend. You were indeed stupid.

It was again one of these days were Sherlock sit in his armchair zoned out into his mind palace and ignore you again. Obviously, Sherlock was in a very bad mood again because he suddenly got up with an angry expression on his face. “For God’s sake would you me to just leave? I can still hear your stupidity.” That broke down the wall you tried to build up.

Angry, you smashed the book you were reading, down onto the coffee table. “You know what?! I am sick of your games. I am sick of your rude behaviour. I am a god damn human being Sherlock. Get that into your damned brain!” you shouted as you both now stood closely together. Sherlock grimaced. “They why are you still here?!” he shouted and with that you walked to your once shared bedroom, grabbed a small bag and packed the little things that were scattered across the room.

Not once looking back at the man who was again sitting in his chair, you slammed the door of your former apartment shut. Mrs. Hudson, who apparently heard everything stood at the end of the stair case. “Is everything…” but she couldn’t finish her sentence. With tears streaming down your (Y/S/C) face you left the building without any goodbyes to the Landlady.

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