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Sad Sickness (2pPoly!BBS x Freader)

This was requested by @Purplepuma11.

People: Evan, Jonathan, David, Lui, Marcel, Brian, Brock, Tyler, Craig, Luke, Ryan, Bryce, Freader.

Word Count: 5012

Sorry this took so long. But it was a really good prompt and I had too.
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~*^Third Person^*~

Everyone sat in the living room as they continued to fill their duffle bags of weaponry. Gun clips were tossed between the males and shoved into the bags. Their female lover watched as everything went down. They had been planning this heist for a month. And during that month, the younger female had continually asked to join them on the heist. She just didn't want to be alone for the two weeks that they would have to lie low. Of course, considering the fact that she was merely a thief with no proper training when they found her and made her one of their own, they refused to let her join. They said it was for her safety. They were training her, most definitely. But it was slow going. Due to her male lovers heists and missions interfering. She would secretly train when they were out, but she wasn't as motivated. She was skilled with knives, but not her fists or other weapons. She let out a huff as Marcel leaned over the couch and kissed her temple, but smiled none the less.

"You don't need to worry, (Y/N)," he said happily, "we'll be fine and back before you know it." She nodded, and said nothing. Marcel tugged playfully on the shoulder of her back V-stomach cut crop top. She pinched the bottoms of her booty-shorts then her thigh high black socks. It was one of her favourite outfits, and one of her male lovers favourite outfits on her as well. She wasn't hesitant when it came to letting a little skin show, and the males loved it. She had a long torso and legs. As well as some a bit above average sized breasts. With (S/C) skin, high cheekbones giving her face definition, a small nose and full lips, the males weren't hesitant when it came to taking her in either.

They all knew about her past. Her parents were killed by a gang when she was fourteen. She found her way into the criminal league at sixteen and became a thief to survive while looking for the people who killed her family. She had attempted to steal from the BBS at one point, at the age of nineteen, but, of course, they caught her. And had easily fallen in love with the scared (E/C) doe shaped eyes that had watched as they holstered their guns and threw her over Luke's shoulder. And to have then claimed her as one of their own. She had been nervous at first, of course. But they quickly made her comfortable, showing her that they would not touch her— unless she gave them permission. She quickly got used to their behaviours. And quickly found out she actually liked them.

Evan came out of their gun room, carrying an LMG. (Y/N) then knew the importance of this heist. They never carried LMGs or any big guns like that, maybe some decent sized sub-machine guns, but nothing this big.

"What bank are you guys hitting?" Came (Y/N)'s melodic, smooth, slightly high pitched voice. They all looked between each other. They hadn't realized they forgot to tell her about their target establishment.

"Maze Bank." Luke confirmed. (Y/N) sat up straighter at this. Maze Bank was one of the most successful banks in Los Santos. They would have a major gain from this hit. Jon stood up and walked into the gun room, quickly coming back out with a AK-74N. Bryce went in after him and returned with an RPK-74N. Ryan went in next and returned with an AKS-74UN. One of their biggest hits, yet one of their most dangerous. That's why they were a lot more demanding that (Y/N) stayed back this time, because of how dangerous this would be. Craig saw the worry etch its way across her face.

"We'll be fine (Y/N). Most of their interns have finished working there," Craig reassured her, "there will be less guards, which is one reason why we planned it for today." (Y/N) sighed, but nodded.