You studied the board for a moment briefly, chin in your hands as you carefully make your decision and moved your chess piece. "Your turn Jim..." you sat back, your eyes now looking over his pieces and his possible options of movement. "Hang on princess... business." Rolling your eyes, you took a sip of your tea, looking over the room but part of your attention remained on the board. You knew you didn't need to. Jim Moriarty wasn't the type to cheat. Blackmail, kill, manipulate... yes. Cheat? Not allowed. "Hey Jimmy can I use the ladies room? You're taking forever!" "Down the hall, third door on your left," he grumbled, eyes still on his phone. Chuckling you went and did your business, returning to see him in the same position.
"(y/n), how do you put UP with this guy? I mean yeah he's fun because he actually has brains to play with, but he's really needy." You let out a laugh, leaning on your chair for support as your body shook with merriment. Jim looked up at you with a raised eyebrow and half smile. "Hey, you kidnapped me. Until I'm rescued or whatever, he's YOURS to deal with sweetheart," you teased, finally sitting down as Jim took his turn. "Well yeah but..." "No buts Jim. You stole me for the same reason you're bitching now. Sherlock loves me," you retorted, seeing his move and looking around to make yours. "Can't you just... I don't know... tell him to heel or something?" he whined. Chuckling, you shook your head.