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No matter what I got your back (2)

Jeremwood
Word count: 3611
Chapters: 2

It's been about 2 months since Jeremy had been inducted into the crew, and he'd never been happier. He became their main sniper, and his skill behind the wheel meant that he worked with Jack as a getaway driver and helped with transportation of supplies. He loved his job, loved it more now that he had a crew behind him to help if things went to shit.

A crew. His crew. It was weird, as someone who was used to working alone or with people who didn't even know his name, to spend so much time around the Fakes. Gavin and Michael were serious about making him a 'Lad', and whenever he wasn't working or with Ryan, he was with them.

Ryan, yeah, that was another thing he loved about his new position within the crew. He used to only get to see Ryan every couple days, when the crew wasn't planning a heist or making Ryan do side assignments. Now that they worked together, and didn't have to worry about people finding out, Jeremy could be at the penthouse whenever he liked. Ryan could finally hold his hand during briefings, and Jeremy could drunkingly spout how much he loved Ryan to the Lads when they went out for drinks.

It was nice, spending so much time with Ryan at their 'job', but it wasn't perfect. Even though they were together, there was almost always someone else around. Gavin and Geoff liked to barge into their room at the penthouse whenever they pleased. Michael liked to lounge in the living room playing video games, and Jack was almost always in either the garage or their rooftop garden. There weren't many places or times when they could relax, just the two of them.

It got to the point where Ryan finally just decided to go into Geoff's office and tell him that him and Jeremy needed a day off. Geoff hadn't even cared, pushing him out of his office with an exasperated "Of course you can take a day off, take a week off, you guys deserve it. Go, have fun, call if you get into trouble and need us to come,"

So, they did as they were told. They took the week off, and spent half of it in their apartment with their cat, just enjoying not having to deal with the chaos that came from staying in the penthouse.

On the forth day they went to the beach. They went expecting to just swim and sunbathe and have fun, but an hour in they decided that scaring off creepy guys from the women trying to relax was a better use of their time. They helped a group of scared college girls who didn't know shit about Los Santos, escorting them back to their hotel when they asked if they would.

When they got back to the beach, they abandoned their original idea all together and walked hand and hand to the Pleasure Pier. Jeremy loved the roller-coaster, while all Ryan wanted to do was ride the Ferris wheel. They ended up just paying to do both, and got some shitty, overly expensive fair food afterwards.

It was a nice date, and the silliness of it reminded Jeremy of their first date at that 24/7 diner.

"You know," He started, taking a bite of his pretzel, "I don't think we've ever gone on a fancy date before."

Ryan hummed, looking out to the sea, "Well, there was that one time we went to that nice restaurant. We got reservations and everything."

Jeremy laughs, kicking Ryan under the patio table, "Yeah, it was nice until you pulled a gun on another customer and we had to run from the cops."

"He was making fun of us for being gay, you should have let me kill him." Ryan muttered, frowning when Jeremy started laughing more.

"I would've but then some poor busboy would've had to clean up the blood," He said before finishing up his food, crumpling up the wrappers and tossing it into a nearby trashcan, "So, like I was saying, we've never had a real fancy date."

Ryan smiled, propping his chin on one of his hands, "Are you implying that we should go on one?"

Jeremy shrugged, but had a huge smirk on his face.

"Well, that sounds like a great idea. Let's do it."

Neither of them had ever really been to a fancy restaurant, so they called Geoff and asked him where he recommended. Geoff told them that he had it covered, and about thirty minutes after they ended the call with him he texted them a name of a restaurant and when their reservations were.

The next day they went shopping for something nice to wear, at Geoff's suggestion that they probably needed suits, and Ryan had to physically divert Jeremy away from the purple and orange suits in the store.

Still, Rimmy Tim persevered, and Jeremy ended up buying a dark purple suit. Ryan sighed and got a maroon one for himself, but he couldn't deny that Jeremy looked good in his suit.

They took one of Ryan's cars to the restaurant – "Jeremy, no, fuck you we're not taking the Rimmy Mobile" – and Jeremy had to pry the keys out of Ryan's hand and hand them to the valet person himself. That didn't stop Ryan from giving the person his signature 'Vagabond look', which seemed to work even without the face paint.

It's a nice place, but they expected such coming from Geoff.

"Mr. Dooley, Mr. Haywood, please, follow me," The host takes them to a table away from other couples, and they thank him before he leaves. They order drinks – Ryan picks a wine he knows he likes and Jeremy shoots him a surprised look. The two drink that as they wait for their food, quietly and covertly looking at the other couples and making fun of them.

"In front of us, the woman with blond hair and a red cocktail dress," Jeremy whispers throwing a glance in the woman's direction.

Ryan nods, "The one with a bald man?" Jeremy shoots him a finger gun and he chuckles, "What do you think? Personally I'm guessing mid 40s, a broker, maybe."

"For him? Oh yeah, definitely looks like someone we've robbed before," Jeremy pauses as he looks at the woman across from the man, watching her look at her own reflection in the cutlery, "I doubt she works, she looks half his age, probably some sugar daddy type thing. If she does work, she gives me a 'jeweler' vibe."

"So also someone that we've robbed before," Ryan smirks, and Jeremy clicks glasses with him. They go on like that, almost getting through every couple before their food arrives.

It's really good, and they don't talk much while eating, but Jeremy can feel his knees touching Ryan's. After they finish, they find out that Geoff had told the restaurant to put it on his tab when he'd made the reservations, so they didn't have to pay.

They swing by the store and buy a bunch of Geoff's favorite snacks with the money they were going to use to pay for dinner. They leave it in the car so they don't forget it when they go back to the penthouse the next morning, and climb the stairs to their apartment in a content silence. Jeremy rips his suit off and throws it on the back of the couch, running to their bedroom to change into pajamas.

Ryan smiles as he picks up the discarded suit and follows him to the room, taking off his own expensive suit with more care. By the time he's done and changed into shorts and a t-shirt, Jeremy's already tucked under the covers and waiting. Ryan flicks off the light and gets under the blanket. Jeremy wastes no time wrapping himself around Ryan's back, head resting between his shoulder blades. He feels Jeremy kiss one of the scars there, like he always does before they go to sleep.

Yeah, Ryan and Jeremy love their crew. They don't know what they'd do without Michael and Gavin's antics, or Geoff's high pitched laugh, or Jack's caring but sarcastic personality. They love their high profile life, the danger and chaos, love the adrenaline rushes they get from car chases and getting a head shot but. At the end of the day, this is what they live for. The quiet moments shared between the two of them.