Authors note: mom helped me with this one cuz I had absolutely idea on what prompt to do, thank you so much to my mother for helping me with this. I don't know if this will be long but hey, maybe this will be long asf maybe not lol
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The heist was supposed to be a quick in and out at the jewelry store, get in, steal all you can by the time the getaway shows up, get out, it did not end up like that, it ended up with you having more than a little blood on your hands because you happened to bring a flame thrower and m1 Garand. the heist was only you, jimmy, jacket, and Hoxton, normally Houston wouldn't let you bring either of the weapons you brought, but today he had no control over it, he wasn't with you guys. what started as a quick in and out ended with 10 civilian casualties, over 100 police casualties, and jacket's tape recorder getting busted.standing on the desk in the office lighting cops on fire seemed to be your favorite thing today, there were like 4-5 dozers laying, dead, in front of you. until of course, you got shot in the shoulder, falling back, you quickly stood up, running back up to the office to fix your shoulder until of course, the getaway showed up, which forced you all to grab all you had and run. on the way out at least 8, more cops died at your hand. when you got back to the safe house, Houston immediately runs over
"what the hell happened? why are you bleeding babe?" he says, concerned obviously he was, you had been shot.
you smiled softly "got a little too crazy today" was all you had said before he dragged you off to fix your arm up.
you sat there, watching him while he fixed your shoulder and any other small wounds you may have gotten from the heist, he was quiet, a bit too quiet for you to be comfortable, so you did the only thing you felt you could, crack a few dumb jokes. Even with your jokes you still felt uncomfortable, so you eventually stopped talking, silently looking away. he sighs softly
"hey...listen, ya gotta be careful, what happened out there could have gone so much worse than it did, and I don't want you coming back in a body bag, ya got it?"
you chuckle softly and roll your eyes "yeah sure"
Houston sighs softly, finishing patching up your arm "I'm serious, tone it down a bit, yeah? if not for you then do it for me"
You smile softly and kiss his cheek "alright, but only for you"
(Houston is one of my favorites-)
