Moriarty The Patriot x Reader II

💟 |Fred Porlock| Flower picking

Requested By: Even1225

Guide:
(Y/N): Your First Name

2nd Person's POV

"(Y/N)...?"

"No peeking!" you warned, keeping your hands over his eyes as you led him through the path.

Fred let out a breathy chuckle as he complied, holding out his hands as you instructed him what to do.

"Is it still far?" he asked, putting his hands over yours, "We've been walking for a while now,"

You perched your head to the side, seeing the welcome sign ahead.

"Yep!" you happily declared, removing your hands as you rushed ahead, seeing the flower fields in all of their glory.

You turned to see Fred behind you, in awe of the view.

"Tada!" you threw your arms in the air, a proud smile on your face.

"It's a flower farm!" you grinned, "The owners let guests pick flowers, and there's even a short class on making bouquets and stuff," you explained, pointing at fellow visitors already picking their flowers with an employee leading them.

"How did you find out about this place...?"

"Oh, you know..." you shrugged, "Just went around town and saw them setting up a flower shop in the market." you smiled, remembering the warm greetings they gave passersby.

"We got to talking, and they told me about their farm," you turned to Fred, awaiting his reaction.

"What do you think?" you asked, making him take a breath.

"It's... amazing," he mused, his eyes not leaving the rows and rows of flowers.

You quietly congratulated yourself as you grabbed his hand, excited for the day.

"Come on!" you tugged him to the entrance, "I already paid for both of us. Let's enjoy it!"

You happily hummed as you continued to pick flowers carefully, choosing the ones that seemed to make the best bouquet.

You looked over to Fred, who seemed to be the one enjoying it the most out of your group, as his flower basket looked the most professional.

You smiled at the sight as you continued your work, placing your flowers gently into your basket.

"Oh! A dandelion!" you exclaimed, seeing a single dandelion on the flower bed.

"Must be the last one of the season," you muttered, carefully picking it out.

You looked around your group and saw everyone off to a flowerbed of their own, including Fred, who was ecstatically talking with the Ackers, the farm owners.

Seeing an opportunity, you took a deep breath and closed your eyes.

'Please... Let me stay by Fred's side for as long as possible...' you wished to the dandelion and opened your eyes, blowing its seeds to the wind.

"Looks like a serious wish," Fred mused behind you, making you jerk.

"HEY-!" you shouted, catching other people's attention.

"I'm so sorry..." you nervously laughed with a bow to the group while Fred was turned away, trying to contain his laughter.

You huffed as you hit his arm, "I thought I told you not to sneak up on me!"

"Sorry, force of habit..." he chuckled, making you sigh as you put the dandelion's stem into your basket and continued to roam around the fields.

"So? What did you wish for?" Fred questioned, following behind you.

You flinched at his question as your face started to grow warm.

"If I told you, it won't come true," you sighed, avoiding his gaze as you continued to look at the flowers.

Fred frowned at your answer as he continued to follow you.

"Not even a hint?"

"Nope!"

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Mrs. Acker lightly laughed as she watched you and Fred picking flowers.

"What a cute couple," she smiled to Mr. Acker, who chuckled as he put his hand on his wife's waist, pulling her close and kissing her forehead.

"Kind of like you and me when we were young, hm?"

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