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MoriartyxGender Neautral!Reader: Valentines Day

A/N: This was requested by someone who wishes to remain unknown. But thanks for the request!

Hope you enjoy!

Pairing: MoriartyxReader(it's been awhile since I've done one of these, huh?)
Warnings: Cussing

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I groaned as my alarm clock blasted in my ear to wake up. My mind and body debated whether or not it should get out before my mind won and shut off the alarm. The cold floor embraced my bare feet as I got out of the comforting warmth of my bed.

It was going to be a long day.

I started to trudge towards the kitchen to make an ordinary breakfast when something on my nightstand caught my eye. I leaned in closer to get a better look as I saw it was a note. I picked it up to read that it said:

Dear (Y/N),
Today your work has let you have the day off for the special holiday. You will be doing something else instead, and that would be solving riddles!

Riddle number One:

I'm frozen but I don't need a blanket
I come in different flavors but I'm not a pizza
I can be licked but I'm not an envelope
I sometimes come as a bar but I'm not soap
I sometimes have a cone but I'm not a dog.
What am I?

Good luck, sweetheart!

-JM

Of course Jim would do something like this to surprise me. He did this all the time, so I guess it wasn't much of a surprise anymore. But what did he mean by holiday? I checked my calendar to see what he meant.

It was Valentines Day.

And I'd completely forgotten.

Shit.

I decided that I could get him something special in a little while, (Maybe a new watch?) but for right now you were going to focus on the riddle.

Frozen, but no blanket... Different flavors, but not pizza... Can be licked, but not an envelope... Can be a bar, but not soap... Sometimes has a cone, but not a dog... It was kind of obvious, to be honest.

I quickly got dressed, grabbed a granola bar for breakfast(very healthy), and headed out the door with my coat. When I'd gotten outside, however, I was surprised to see a black cab waiting there on the street. I walked up to it and knocked on the window, which quickly slid down to reveal...Sebastian?

"Hullo, (Miss/Mr) (Y/L/N)," the assassin said politely. "I'm here to take you anywhere you wish today. Boss' orders."

I smiled. "Thanks, Sebastian. And it's just (Y/N), by the way," I replied, getting into the cab. I told him my destination and we were off.

Note to self: Never have an assassin drive me anywhere. Or be stuck with one in traffic. That was some serious road rage...

When we arrived in the destination I breathed in the heavenly scent. Kensington Gardens. It was where I first met Jim when I accidentally spilled some ice cream on him on an unusually hot day. The answer to the riddle was ice cream, so it was the obvious place to go.

Sebastian told me he would be waiting in the same spot as I left. My eyes searched the terrain in pursuit of the familiar ice cream stand. Because I'm actually quite good at finding things, it only took me a few minutes.

I went up to be man at the stand (Ha! That rhymed!) and before I could utter a single word, he just handed me a small envelope and shooed me off. Hopefully Jim didn't threaten him...otherwise he's going to be in big trouble.