Mormor Oneshots 2 (**Discontinued**)

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(Victorian au cuddles uwu)

The warm fire nearby seemed to do nothing against the rainy cold from outside. Moriarty tried to subtly move closer to Moran, ignoring the playful smirk on his companion's face.

Moran draped an arm around the back of their sofa, a grin dancing on his face when he saw Moriarty's blush.

"Shut up," Moriarty murmured softly, staring at the fire.

"I didn't say anything, dearest." Moran chuckled, his arm now around Moriarty's shoulders.

"Your grin says it all, sweet." Moriarty rolled his eyes, leaning slightly into the hold.

Moran only chuckled in response,  shaking his head.

"You know me too well, professor," he laughed softly.

"And is that a bad thing, Basher?" Moriarty asked, holding in a small grin.

Moran leaned closer, his breath warm against Moriarty's cold lips. "I think its a perfect thing," he whispered, closing the small gap between them with a gentle smile.