A/N Thanks for stickin' with me for so long guys! I'm still not sure how I'm going to end this but I'll try to make it good. If you guys want to help me out with this story's ending PM me who you want John to choose. –Lyn
Moriarty and Sherlock were poised to shoot each other but they were both looking at John who was staring at them wide-eyed.
"Three days. You have three days to make a decision, John." Moriarty said with a smile before turning to Sherlock, his smile changing to a scowl. "But no cheating Sherlock. If you get to live with him then so do I. It wouldn't be fair if you got to spend more time with him than I did." John opened his mouth to say something, then closed it, opened it again and closed it. He was trying to figure out what to say but the words didn't come. Moriarty clapped his hands together, gun still in his left and grinned.
"It's decided! I'm staying here for the next three days and at the end John chooses which one of us he likes best. His lover? Or his friend? With whom do his loyalties lie?" He said, his voice dropping to a dramatic pitch.
"You don't have any of your over-night things." Sherlock said, half hoping the criminal would leave.
"Oh, no I prepared." Moriarty said as he flipped the safety on and tucked the gun into the waist band of his jeans right above his crotch. John's eyes couldn't help but linger for just perhaps a second too long. Moriarty noticed and winked then went to the still open door and reached into the hall before pulling in a dark duffle bag. He slung it over his left shoulder and Sherlock reluctantly put his gun down, setting it on the arm of his chair before siting in it. His hand was never more than a few inches away from it however.
"Soooo I'll drop this in your bedroom." Moriarty said, grinning like a fool. He disappeared for a second, and then returned without his bag.
"Wait… why my bedroom?" John asked after he had come back.
"Well I'm not staying with Sherlock and I've missed my toy." Moriarty said with a slight pout. John rolled his eyes and turned to the kitchen as though to grab something. In all honesty it was to hide the ridiculous grin on his face.
