The Wrongfully Accused - Vi x Fem OC/Reader (Arcane:LoL)

Chapter 25

Dina hadn't seen Vi that morning since she left for a meeting, it didn't shock her though. Before the last job, Vi seemed really distant, but it turned out she was running around making sure the prices were secured and the plan was good to go. Dina sat at their usual spot, eating alone as she waited for Vi's return. As she ate, she saw some guy out of the corner of her eye approaching, he sat in Vi's seat without a care in the world.
"How long have you been in here, pretty?"
He asked, grinning at her as he pulled her tray from her, forcing her to look up at him. She just remained silent, reaching to grab her tray, but he pulled it further away.
"You're the new inmate, right?"
She asked, he nodded proudly and smirked
"My reputation precedes me"
"Yeah, only because you're an arragont little shit. Do yourself a favour and go chat up someone willing to listen to your bullshit"
Dina said, reaching for the tray one final time and grabbing it, pulling it back towards herself.
"What's wrong? You don't like guys like me? Hardcore cons?"
He asked
"I don't know if you got the memo, but everyone here is a con, and I don't like guys full stop. Leave me alone"

Just as she went to reach for her fork, the creepy inmate reacher for her hand, clutching her wrist.
"Come on, let me change your mind. Guy's aren't bad"
He grinned again, making Dina sigh
"If you don't let go of me, you'll regret it. Now get off"
"Awww, is the pumpkin getting mad?"
He teased, standing up, forcing Dina to climb to her feet too as he had a hold of her wrist.
"Nothing like that, trust me. You'll want to let go"
She warned, the guy just chuckled. He opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, a loud whistle came from behind him. As he turned his head in the direction of the whistle, he was met with a closed fist, sending him plummeting to the ground, unconscious from the one punch.

When Dina looked up, Vi was standing in front of her, smiling.
"What took you so long?"
Dina asked, unfazed by the situation she was in.
"I told you, I was taking care of things"
Vi answered, checking her wrapped hand, but only one was wrapped, and it was the one she used to knock the inmate out.
"Only one? You must have been confident about only needing one hand for this"
She said, gesturing to the unconscious man on the floor.
"I didn't have time to put the other on.. Plus, I gotta keep one hand in good shape"
Vi said, smirking
"And why's that?"
Dina asked, raising an eyebrow
"What else am I going to use on you besides my tongue?"
Vi teased, Dina went bright red in response and looked at the floor, hiding her face.
"We're in the middle of the refectory, Vi. Behave yourself"
Vi simply laughed and sat down, taking Dina's tray and helping herself to her food.

Dina sat back in her seat and frowned at Vi.
"I know we're... Exclusive and all, but that does not give you permission to eat my food"
She scolded in a hushed tone, trying not to announce to the prison of their current status as cellmates.
"I'll make it up to you"
Vi winked, making Dina shake her head. Before the conversation could continue. A groan could be heard from next to the table, the guy who tried chatting up Dina slowly started waking up. He sat up slowly, holding his jaw and looking around, baffled as his mind caught up with him.
"Ah, you're awake"
Vi said, turning her attention to him as she threw some food into her mouth
"You have one hell of a glass jaw, kid"
She mocked as he spat blood onto the floor and stood up, he was about to walk away when Vi grabbed his wrist the same way he had grabbed Dina.

Vi applied pressure on the weak point of his wrist, making him struggle and cry out.
"I need you to remember something for me"
He nodded immediately, desperate for her to let go when he realised he couldn't get free of her grip. Vi pointed at Dina as she spoke
"If you ever try that shit with my girl again... Well, let's just say that a sore jaw will be the least of your worries. Do I make myself clear?"
He nodded quickly, whimpering under her iron grip. Finally, she let go
"Good, now beat it"
She ordered, and he did just that. Rushing off to leave the refectory in embarrassment. His ego was surely bruised, but one thing was for certain, his prison rep was destroyed and he hadn't even been there a week.