Helsinki | Levi x Reader

Helsinki

The first time Levi sees you is on the subway on his way to work. He can't take his eyes off you; the way the black bodysuit you're wearing clings to your skin, the way your thigh high boots squeeze your thighs just right. But that's not what captures his attention most – you're pickpocketing people.

He can't spot any chrome on you, but you do have an undercut and he immediately pins that you're a Netrunner. It doesn't make sense why you would be pickpocketing people if you were. He watches you work, silently walking by unsuspecting people as you grab something out of their pockets, even sometimes ejecting their chipware if they're oblivious enough. He hopes you're not brave enough to come near him, but he wouldn't blame you if you tried.

You seem daring enough to approach someone who appears to be a regular corpo minding his business on his way to work, but Levi is anything but. He remembers being in your position a few years ago, only owing his success now to Erwin after he got caught trying to eject his chip with no chrome to help him out. Erwin had spun around immediately, using his Gorilla Arm to pick up Levi like he was a rag doll before he could even get the chip out.

Now he was on his way to work for the man.

You make a sudden move that catches Levi's attention. You're moving to get off the subway and he ignores his urge to follow you, to see what you're going to do with everything you've stolen, but he remains in place – he has work.

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You hop out of the subway doors, landing on the platform and pushing your way through the crowd of people waiting to get on. It was a busy travel day – perfect for looting to sell to the big guy. Managing to snag a couple chips should ensure that he's happy with you, that he won't skimp out on the Eddies he owes you so you can actually pay rent this month.

You look around before sneaking through a back alley to avoid the cameras all over the streets. This is one of the only dark zones you know of and it just so happens to be where Kenny is located and waiting for you. You slip through the metal door after scanning your wrist, ensuring you're not being followed.

"About time you damn brat," Kenny rasps from the other room. You roll your eyes, ignoring the attitude you always receive when you know he'll be happy to see you anyway.

"Managed to snag a couple chips," you state, emptying your pockets on the table in the middle of the room. A couple chips, some corpo wallets they still carry around, and some small knives you managed to grab off of one guy. Kenny comes up behind you, placing his hands on your hips so your ass is rubbing against his crotch – you refrain from kicking him in the balls, used to how handsy he gets when you visit.

"You really earned it this time, doll," he rasps in your ear, tucking a strand of your hair behind as he does.

"You owe me five thousand eddies, Kenny," you state, turning around to face him. He puts his hands on the table behind you, closing you in his arms like a cage.

"You're gettin' greedy now, aren't ya?" He smirks down at you, his face merely inches away from your own as his Kiroshi Optic Eye stares back at you.

"It's just what you promised," you state plainly, managing to hide the attitude that wants to creep forward so badly.

He sighs and backs off of you – you release a quiet breath you didn't realize you were holding. He turns around and rummages through a metal bin in the corner of the room, but you can't tell what he's looking for.

"I got a new Netdriver for you," Kenny states. You internally groan, knowing immediately where this is headed. "Arasaka Mark Four. You know this shit is hard to get." He turns around to face you, a small red chip between his fingers like he's holding a cigarette. "I'll give you four and you'll do some netrunning for me to get two more."