◇ The Thief ◇ 2p! Hetalia x Reader

▪ Chapt. 1 ▪

- Female Criminal -

A girl was walking down the streets of Rome, Italy. A beautiful capital it is. Fascinating architecture, interesting history, delicious food, all of that. But you weren't roaming around just to enjoy the view. Well, for now that is.

You passed by many tourists and locals; all doing their own thing. It was quite noisy in the streets, making your mind buzz. Your (h/l), (h/c) locks are hidden under your thin, (f/c) hoodie. A black jacket rested over your hoodie and white tank top. You wore black and grey camouflage cargo pants with worn out (2/f/c) converse.

You spot what seems to be a couple, arguing with each other. The two were blaming each other over who knows what nonstop. There was no break in between them It was just going on and on. The people around the angry couple did their best to avoid the heated argument.

You look left and right to see if anyone was watching you. No one paid any mind to you. You casually walk to the two and nudged shoulders with the guy. You walked right past him like nothing happened. The man turned to you as you kept going. "Hey! Watch where you're going, pal!"he shouted angrily. You turned around, walking backwards, and simply shrugged. "Sorry, man."you 'apologized.' He just huffed and turned back to his girlfriend.

You turned back forward, pulling a small leather item from your sleeve. A wallet rested in between your fingers. A small victorious smirk played on your lips. Another wallet taken with no worries.

"Where's my wallet!?" You could hear the man, who you 'accidentally' bumped into, shout in the distance from behind you. Your hands shoved themselves into the pockets of your pants. You kept it casual and held onto a calm appearance, keeping your normal walking pace.

Question: Why couldn't you just get a job?

You did what you could get. But it isn't the best paying job. Working twice a week, Tuesdays and Thursdays; and get paid five bucks an hour. You only work on afternoon shifts. If lucky, you work extra hours when you're needed. Your job is at a small coffee shop; not very popular you might add.

Suddenly, something caught your eye. Two men were arguing this time. Insults and strings of curses being thrown at each other. One was a tan, well-built man with piercings. His hair was auburn with a cute distinct hair piece that stuck out of place. His aviators shaded over most of his piercing, velvet eyes. He wore a white tank top, a dark brown bomber jacket, jeans, black boots and gloves. The other guy is light skinned and had his dirty blonde hair pulled back in a messy ponytail, a stubble on his chin. A curl stuck out of place and hung up and over his face. Shades also rested on his nose, hiding his dark violet eyes that showed he didn't give a damn. He wore a shirt, red flannel, jeans, and brown boots.

This seemed like another good opportunity to steal from another victim, no matter how tough or scary they looked. You took a breath before getting into action. You pulled out a different act. It was called the fake panic act.

You run towards them, acting like someone was after you. Your breathing was short and quick. You bumped into the auburn haired and knocked him over. You fall on top of the guy like he was your cushion. "What the fuck!?"he exclaimed. You looked down at him with a surprised look. "Oh, sorry! Didn't see you there!"you panted. As you try to distract him, you sneakily pick pocketed him.

The male gave you a grin, showing a tooth was missing. "Well, what's a doll like you running around?"he flirted. Pink dusted your cheeks. You felt slightly uncomfortable, to be honest. Your head turned to many directions. "Uh..Gotta go!" You patted his chest and quickly got up on your feet. You run off down the sidewalk. You flexed your (s/c) hand, remembering how muscular that guy's chest was. "Damn.." Then a grin appeared on your face once you thought of the fact you could have a lot of cash on you.

What you didn't know is that a pair of crimson eyes were staring at you with interest.

-Timeskip

You let out an exasperated sigh as you entered your small apartment. You take off your jacket and hanged it on the end of the couch. You dropped yourself on the sofa a stretch out across it. A small sigh escapes your mouth. You reach into your pockets and pull out the two wallets you stole. "Let's see what payment I received today." You said to yourself in a quiet, enthusiastic voice.

You looked through the first wallet you stole. There were some payment cards and an ID card. You toss those aside in a small plastic bin that are filled with other cards, rested on top of your coffee table. You were gonna toss those out later. You had to take precautions. No one would be able to track you if you didn't use them. And you also didn't have their codes. Being caught wasn't an option. There was a total of eighty-six bucks in cash from that one wallet. Now it was time to look through the other wallet you stole.

Once you opened it up, you frowned. "What in the world..?"you mumbled. You turned the wallet upside down and shake it. Three bills fell out. You picked up the bills and scanned them. Three dollars total. "Is this guy broke? Who is this?"you asked yourself. You pulled out the guy's ID card and investigated the information.

"Well Allen Jones, I gotta admit, you don't look half bad. But you need to work on the money problem, buddy." You tossed the ID and wallet aside into the bin. You plopped back down on the couch, resting your arm over your forehead. "What a long day.."you muttered. Your (h\c) orbs shut closed and let your mind drift to the unknown.

Allen's P.O.V.
I walked down the streets of Rome, alone. Matt was getting on my nerves. I was close to bashing his head in. "Why the hell did Luciano make us even come here?"I grumbled. Suddenly, something appeared in my mind. Something wasn't right. I placed my hands over my pants. Then I pat myself down everywhere, my eyes scanning the area. My wallet was gone. I couldn't help but feel pissed off. I raked my hands through my hair in frustration, my blood boiling. "Son of a-!"

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