The Black Organization with a Black Widow in it (Gin x oc fanfic)

7: Love & Money

The first time I saw this picture I was like, who is he, and now that I have my answer . . . 🖤🖤🖤

🖤🥃the next day🥃🖤

Alianna's POV:

I put the rose in my hair because it looks good with my black dress and jacket, as for shoes. Black converse in the form of wedges, you got a problem with my look, talk to the gun. I was about to enter my office when out of nowhere, "Grab her!" The girls grabbed me and picked me up taking me to who knows where in the Organization.

🥃🖤in Sherry's lab🖤🥃

"So how did he look?" Kir asked. "Was he nice?" Chianti said, Sherry's question was nice and simple. "Did you have a good time?" I had to breath, I'll answer them fast. "He looked handsome he was nice and we had a great time there are ya happy?" Nothing, until Vermouth literally opened her mouth. "That rose, that rose in your hair," "What?" "He had it on his suit when I saw him," she said. "How do you know?" Sherry ask. "Because I offered to do her hair," like she was doing now because they messed it up. "Now spill the tea, how was the date?" She said. "Look I'll tell you all during lunch back here," I said, "I promise." I went to the door and when I opened it. "Gin," the ladies said. I don't know what scares me more, the fact that he could've heard everything, or that now I don't have to look up so high. "What are you doing here?" I ask. "Well I saw my coworker get carried over here, so I followed." "How much did you hear?" Vermouth ask. "Just the part about the flower," Gin said. He touched it then grabbed my hand, "Now if you'll excuse us we have work to do."

🥃🖤time to take money🖤🥃

I looked around carefully just like Gin said, and I found the money—in the closet with a camera. When I opened it I shot the camera and flushed the tape down the toilet. I checked the case—must be one hundred thousand in here—then left.

🥃🖤in the car🖤🥃

"Did you check the room where the money was in?" Gin ask. "Yes and it was in a closet with a camera, that I shot in the eye and flushed the tape down." "Well done, we might have more work to do in the afternoon, so take a break, I'll find you when we get our mission." "Or I'll find you," I said. I think his cheeks turned pink.

🥃🖤lunch time🖤🥃

I promised to tell the girls about the date and I did, so we had lunch in Sherry's lab. "I saw a picture of the dress, I'm sure you looked beautiful," Kir said. "Really, not a hit of color but black and grey," Chianti said, "that man needs to fix his wardrobe." "From what I saw they were a perfect match," Vermouth said. "I can't believe he mentioned the bombs," Sherry said. "It slipped out of his mouth," I said. "Yeah of course it did," Vermouth said, "now let's talk serious . . . A suite for the night but you have to let him stay a while." They—except Sherry 'cause she has a brain—we're surrounding me. "Girls he was just being nice," I said. "Yeah right he likes you," Chianti said. "He wants you," Vermouth said.
"What I want is for you to give me my coworker back." That voice made all five of us jump. "H-how much of that did you hear?" I asked. "All of it now come on, Raven."

🥃🖤in the car🖤🥃

"So now what do we do?" "Well this is something I can do alone," Gin said, "but I'd like your company." Did I see a smile.

🥃🖤at the top of a building🖤🥃

"You want me to shoot." "Yes, now hurry up and get over here," Gin said. "But—"
"Trust me, with the mastermind next to you, you won't miss." He had confidence in me . . . now I just needed it in myself. "Ok." I got down and into his position, Gin knew I was nervous so he got down and held my hand that was up front, he put his other hand on my back. "If you're straight you'll get a good shot," Gin said. "Now do you see him?" I looked through the scoop, "yeah." "Is he facing you?" "Yes." "Good," my blood was racing, "fire." I did and my blood still raced. "Oh my god, Gin I did it . . . Gin?"
"Behind you." He was his usual self with a cigarette in hand. "Yes you did, Raven, you used a sniper and killed a man on your own," he said. Now that I thought about it, I didn't feel his hand on my back or with my others. "Wait, wasn't this supposed to be your job?" He let out smoke, "I wanted to see how you work with this weapon, in case you have to use one."

🥃🖤in the car🖤🥃

"So boss, now what?" That smile, oh this better be good. "Now, the best part about being in the Organization, Raven. The money." Now that I thought about it, I've been at this place for about half a month. "How much am I getting paid every month?" "You get paid when you get paid," Gin said. "Sorry." Though I was quiet I was anxious. "No seriously how much am I getting paid?" Gin threw the cigarette out, "about what we stole this morning cut in half."

🥃🖤time skip🖤🥃

I had a little case with a lot of money, fifty thousand to be exact. I had no choice, I closed the curtains, opened the case, and made it rain money. I rolled in a floor covered in money—good thing it's clean. Nothing could make this day better.
Knock knock.
"Gin, what are you doing here?" "I came to check on you and see how your first payday is going," he said. I put my hands behind my back. "It's going great." "Really, because I can see ten dollars behind your neck," he said. Shit. He just let himself in. "Hey wait you can't just—" "god this is a mess, and I thought you were nice and clean." Somehow I was happy to see him, then embarrassed, now angry. "Gin what are you doing?" "Isn't it obvious, I'm helping you pick up the money." He had them in three different piles, 10s, 50s, and 100s. I started picking up my money and looking at him every second to make sure he didn't steal. In the end there was a hundred dollar bill left . . . Both our hands touched it.

Gin's POV:

I felt my heart beat strange, when I looked up her cheeks were like the sunset. I looked down, now my face felt hot, I moved my hand so she could take the money. "Thanks for the help, Gin." "Don't mention it," I said. She had this sly look in her eyes. "You know I'm gonna count all this money and make sure you didn't steal." "Hmph, I didn't steal, and even if I did, how much I stole I'll save for me, you, and a bar." It was too late to take those words back. "Oh so that's what you call a second date, at a bar," Alianna said. "I guess I'll take it, but it better be good, Gin."

🥃🖤at Sherry's🖤🥃

"What do you want, Gin?" "I need your help . . . Again."