(Ohmwrecker x Reader) That One Giggle

Thoughtful Thief

I wrote this back in a fangirl phase. Never thought it would get this much attention. Thank you to everyone! And if you are judt reading this, thanks so much for checking it out :)...)

As you clipped the last wire in the box, the siren that had been slaughtering your eardrums ceased its screeching. The police would have been signaled before the siren started up, but you had been prepared. Disabling the distress-signal before the other one had even noticed you had given the police a window of only a few seconds before everything seemed fine. After opening the vault with some tactics you had learned, you were able to be out of the building within fifteen minutes. Lets just say you had a lot of practice.

You casually slung the backpack over your shoulder and walked down the empty street; your mask and top layer of your cover inside the front pocket. Though you broke the law, you still were thoughtful and didn't want to have to hurt anyone unless necessary. You had done your research before this heist, and were lucky enough to find a street with no security cameras other then those inside the back. And you trusted your mask and disguise to conceal your identity. It was only when you turned the corner that you realized a busy street would've helped you more than a barren one.

There was nothing you could change, however, you told yourself. You rubbed one of your eyes with your left hand and suddenly felt yourself collide with a very solid object. You withdrew your hand instantly and glanced upwards. A very handsome man looked down at you with a questioning look. You couldn't help but notice the grey mask that concealed his mouth and nose; the black symbol of Omega dominating the fabric. That symbol looked familiar but you couldn't remember why.

"I know what you did," he whispered, dropping the fake look of surprise. The slight wind ruffled his brownish-red hair that wasn't covered by his hood. This street had quite a few people shopping despite the late hour, and most people would think you two to just be two late-night shoppers. It was around eleven o'clock to be precise; you had planned this time to ensure that no one would be at the bank. 

Ignoring the man, you turned slightly and began walking away. He didn't appreciate that. Grabbing you by the wrist, you almost screamed before remembering that the police weren't on your side. "Please wait." He whispered again in the same soothing voice as before. "I don't want to hurt you," he sighed. "But if you don't agree to come with me silently, I may have to use force." He glanced warning down to his side where the outline of a holster made clear that he was armed.

Something about him calmed you, and you found yourself wanted to go. But then instinct kicked in and you turned away again. It was clear that he was not a cop, but he was still making a clear threat to you. The one day you decided not to bring your handgun was the first time you were stopped. Of course.

"I did warn you," he repeated softly. His voice quiet and relaxed. You were sure that even the people bumping past you on their way to shop would merely believe it to be the breeze. You brushed aside your H/L, H/C hair and thought. Sighing, you realized you had no choice but to hope you were going to be alive the next day. Grudgingly, you walking alongside him towards wherever he was going.

His path became clear as a nice-looking sports car pulled up. Though you didn't know cars that well, the BMW icon on the front proved that this wasn't an everyday cheap car. And it was only when the doors flew up sideways that you understood.

"No." You froze, glancing away from the car. You knew that inside would be at least one member of the Banana Bus Squad. You admired the gang as much as feared them, but all the same you had no choice. You now knew that the handsome man beside you had to be Ohmwrecker, and you fought between moving away or closer. He nudges you softly and you hesitantly climbed into the back seat and him in the passenger. The doors went down and the light masked the driver. It was only when you passed under a street light did the new brightness reveal who was driving...