holy shit where the fuck are you guys cOMING FROM
ahem anyways
this chaotic playstyle is literally me ?? help ???based off of IWillStealYourToes hcs for the request i made ! like thank you so much i literally could not stop stimming during yoga class hegyshvdgbesdf /gen /pos
also sorry if this isn't what you wanted lmao . this originally was supposed to be a standalone oneshot , no request , and it was gonna be a hurt/comfort . however , i decided to transfer it here . again , apologies if this isn't what you were lookin for !
"Alright gang, that's enough bags! Time to get moving!"
Bain's voice rang through your earpiece, but you paid no attention to him as you rushed through the groups of SWAT units, desperately trying to get back inside the vault. Some would call you crazy, in fact, that's exactly what they called you, but you just liked to refer to yourself as ambitious.
To explain that, you were shoving your way through what's pretty much a death sentence to unlock one more deposit box. Sure it didn't seem like much, but how could you resist getting yourself some extra cash? The answer was... you couldn't.
"Good job gang! That should- wait... where's [H/N]?"
You let out a small snicker at his realization before you slipped your way into the vault again, whipping out your switch knife and starting to aggressively jam and twist it into the lock. You knew there wasn't much time, but you couldn't help but get at least one more piece of loot.
However, you jumped when you heard Bain raise his voice through the earpiece:
"[H/N]! We have enough loot! Don't make me pull you outta the fight now!"
"Just one more box! I'll be fine, I swear!" You pleaded, still desperately trying to get the deposit box open. You could feel bullets flying past you and flying directly into you, and it kept catching you off guard, but you trusted that your armor wouldn't break before you got the box open.
Well, it turns out that you were wrong about that, as you could hear the beeping of a flashbang behind you. You were still so determined to get the damn thing open, praying that inside would be yet another stack of cash to be bagged up. Just as you managed to get the small door to swing open, a flash of white blurred your vision, your ears now being filled with an awful ringing.
You finally were pulled out of your loot-hungry daze, finally processing the pain spreading through your body as you tried to recover your senses in some way. Your body slammed against a hard surface, smooth like tile, and it hurt like hell. You thought you heard someone. Bain? Dallas? You weren't sure. You could barely catch a clear glimpse of the man attempting to shake you awake as your consciousness started to fade.
Nothing but darkness.
...
As your eyes cracked open, you were greeted harshly by dark ceiling lit dimly in a blue light. Albeit it wasn't that bright, it still hurt your eyes anyway.
You let out a small groan as you sat up, finally processing the firm surface that you had apparently been laying on. It seemed like a cot? It wasn't exactly comfortable, but it was better than waking up on concrete. Your eyes fluttered open, blinking your groginess away as you looked around to figure out where you were.
However, you were caught off guard by the sight of that all-too-familiar mastermind, his dark and long hair in a tangled mess and his beard disheveled like he had gone crazy.
"Geez-! Bain- you scared me..!" You let out a sigh of relief as you finally managed to process who it was in front of you, your surrounding also confirmed with his identity. Your relieved look quickly morphed back into one of confusion, now seeing concern written all over his face.
"You scared me!" Bain huffed, his voice raspy and weak as he took your hand into his. You could see tears welling up in his eyes, but he still did his best to stay stern. "You nearly got killed back there. Hox managed to get you out in time but... you already passed out by then. I th-thought you were-"
You quickly hushed him as you pulled him into a warm embrace, letting your beloved nuzzle his face into your neck as he sobbed. You rubbed his back in an attempt to comfort him, hushing him softly before whispering:
"I'm right here, love. I'm not going anywhere. You know how strong I am."
"I...I know but...just please. Please be more careful.." Bain brought his hands up to hug you back, his grip shaky as he tried to keep a steady hold on you.
"I promise I'll be careful, love. Promise."
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Money Honey! // PAYDAY 2 X READER HEADCANONS + ONESHOTS
FanfictionDISCLAIMER - I AM NOT FAMILIAR WITH THE PAYDAY STORYLINE , NOR THE BACKSTORIES OF THE MAIN CREW . MOST CHAPTERS WILL BE CENTERED AROUND SPECIAL ENEMIES OR THEY WILL BE VERY OUT OF CHARACTER . I AM WORKING ON FINISHING THE STORYLINE . Alright, I hate...