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I am sick. how am I even supposed to sleep tonight.

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Sweet dreams

Before you read the fic, I just wanted to say a few things. First, this is my first proper fanfic ever, so don't burn me at the stake if you don't like it. Second, I haven't beta read it. I will probably do it tomorrow, but I still wanted to post it in case I forgot. Third, English isn't my first language, so please let me know if you see any mistakes.

Also, this was inspired by last night's events. By the time the assholes who woke me up decided it was bedtime, I was fully awake and couldn't fall back to sleep. So, I wrote this fic in an hour and a half before crashing at 5 a.m. I'm exhausted and need to go to work soon, so I will stop yapping now.

Update: It's tomorrow, and I beta read the fic. Fixed everything I found. A kind soul offered to beta read it, too. ♡(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭

You can also read The Bus Driver and Jim Moriarty - showing he cares HC.

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You were exhausted, overworked and in pain. As the music outside kept blaring, your only wish for the people keeping you awake was a slow and painful death. You weren't a violent person by nature, but exhaustion tended to bring the worst out of you.

'And the day had started so well.'

You were so proud of yourself for finally getting the hang of what you were supposed to do at your new job. It was your first real job after all. And even if it wasn't what you wanted to do for the rest of your life, at least you would get some experience for your resume (and getting paid by someone other than your parents and not feeling like a burden was a plus).

Then your colleague asked for your professional help with a personal project.

"If you do well, I will add you to the team. You will be compensated for your work. I never ask people to work for free."

And weren't those magic words. So you did your best to do what you were asked. You were mostly done when you ran into your colleague and showed them the results. The impressed look on their face feeding your ego.

When you arrived home in the evening, you thought it would be a good night. And it was, until the yelling started. You could hear the music as you woke up. At first, you thought your radio was going crazy. You like to sleep with your favourite channel on low volume. It helps with your racing thoughts. However, you soon realised that was not the case.

'There is a cafe close by, maybe they have a party or something.'

So you lay patiently. Surely, they were going to close soon. That was 2 hours ago. It was half past 2 in the morning now, and you were really thinking about going out, finding the perpetrators and giving them a piece of your mind. The only thing stopping you was your mother's worried look. The look AND the scolding, you knew you were going to endure.

"What should I do?"

You whined, preparing yourself for a sleepless night. Just as you were about to accept defeat, you remembered that maybe the police could help. So you made the call. A couple of minutes later you heard a patrol car stop nearby and a policeman yelling at the assholes keeping the whole neighbourhood awake.

'Everything is well that ends well.'

Satisfied, you made yourself comfortable and just as you were dozing off, you heard it.

Music

'No'

Yelling

'NO'

Laughter

'NO NO NO NO NO'

They were supposed to LEAVE.

That's it. Your patience was no more. You quickly stood up, swaying. Hissing and cursing yourself for turning on the main light in the room instead of your lamp, you stumbled towards your work desk. After a few minutes, you let out a triumphant cry, waving a small piece of paper. Grabbing your phone, you dialled the number written on the paper and waited with bated breath.

You were either going to have your problem solved, or you were going to be skinned and turned into shoes. As the phone rang, you were praying for the former.

'Maybe he is sleeping.'

Disappointed, you were about to hang up when

"Well, isn't this unexpected~"

A very dangerous, very attractive voice sing-songed.

'Concentrate'

You reprimanded yourself in your head. Now is not a good time to be simping for a psycho. You had brats to teach a lesson, after all.

"I apologise for calling so late. I..."

But before you could finish what you had meticulously planned to say, you were interrupted.

"Oh, doll. Do tell Daddy what he can do for you. After all, you didn't just call to chat, no?"

God, you wanted to strangle him. Who does he think he is. Just because you have it bad for him doesn't mean you're going to let him boss you around. Also, why, just WHY did he refer to himself as daddy all of the damn time. You wanted to scream in frustration.

"I need you to fix something for me!"

You said quickly, not letting him interrupt you again. Your eyes hurt. You were shaking. You were so, so tired.

"My, my. Why didn't you say so~"

He was pleased, too pleased for your liking.

"Before I tell you what my problem is, I just want to make a few things clear. NO killing. No one gets hurt. And for Christ's sake, NO telling uncle Sherlock about this."

The last part sounded more like a plea than a command, but you didn't care. Sherlock and John weren't in London. They were chasing a killer somewhere. Sherlock was having a blast while giving John even more grey hairs than the last time you saw the duo. Uncle Mycroft was busy with who knows what. That only left the psycho on the other end of the phone.

"You are no fun"

You could hear a pout in his voice. Better get to the point while he was still in a good mood.

"I had a VERY long day. I need to wake up early and these assholes are blasting their sorry excuse of a music, singing like there's no tomorrow. The police didn't do shit, so here we are."

There, you said it. Hopefully, he won't hang up now.

"And how do you want me to solve this measly problem of yours~"

Fucking asshole was testing you in 3 in the fucking morning.

"Can't you just send someone to scare them. You know, tell them to get lost. Maybe shoot a blank or two at the ground or something."

You shrugged. You weren't sure how you wanted to solve this problem - you just wanted silence.

"What a naughty little girl you are, what would Sherly and the Ice man say if they knew~"

"If you even think about telling them, you will be sorry"

You hissed dangerously, exhaustion making you braver... or stupider. You weren't sure which one. His laughter told you you weren't dying today, at least.

"Well, as entertaining as this is, Daddy has somewhere to be. I sent Seb to deal with your little problem~"

You sighed in relief, but before you could end the call, he said

"You owe me now~"

'Snake'

"What do you want?"

"How about a date~"

You choked on your spit. What. Did. He. Just.

"You can't be serious"

Your heart was going to leap out of your chest. Did he really... His laughter stopped your racing thoughts — another trick.

'I'm so stupid. How could I fall for that'

"Thank you for your help and goodnight!"

You huffed and ended the call. You could still hear his laughter in your head.

'I'm an idiot'

As you turned off the light and lay in bed, you noticed something.

Silence

You smiled. Finally. You couldn't keep your eyes open anymore.

As you fell asleep, a faint ping was heard — an unread message from an unknown number.

Sweet dreams. Tea at 5, your place

~JM xoxo

Hope you liked it ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

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Edit 02/02/2026: Check out the masterlist for all Moriarty x reader fics -> Late-night stories

Edit 20/06/2026 Now on AO3 as well

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