Romance o' Youse's || Yancy x Reader

Chapter Two

You woke up at around seven-thirty in the morning not being able to get back to sleep. You were thinking about Yancy and what that girl said. Maybe this whole thing was a trap, or maybe she really just didn't want you getting too involved with Yancy fearing that he may hurt you. Should you even try to stay close to Yancy? You felt that the more you got to know him the more you'd end up falling for him. Why did you always have to fall for the worst guys?

After thirty minutes of contemplation it was finally time for everyone to get out of their cell. Around this time you always took a shower and the showers had been your least favorite part of the day.

You grabbed your towel and made your way to the showers just like every morning. Hanging your towel up and stripping down your clothes you turned on the water. While waiting for the water to warm up you usually just tried your best to not make eye contact with anyone  but this time you glanced up only for a second and saw Yancy but only his torso because of the convenient dividers. He had a good physique... Anyways after the shower you felt much more refreshed.

Later you got breakfast and saw that there was an empty seat beside Yancy. Perhaps he was saving that seat for you? You made your way up to the table with your tray. "Is this seat taken?" You asked gesturing to the empty seat beside Yancy. "Nah, I saved it for youse," he answered. You couldn't suppress your smile. "Thanks, Yancy."

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Outside in the yard You were all playing charades. The rest of you were leaned up against the wall while Sparkles acted out what looked like an animal, maybe a dog? Words were being called everywhere.

"Tuba!"

"Christmas caroling!"

"Zombie?"

"Times up!" Bam Bam announced.

"It was a Colonel Sanders," Sparkles said disappointed, resuming his spot on the wall.

"(y/n)'s turn!" Bam Bam announced.

You panicked, why did this make you more anxious than anything else in prison? You hesitantly grabbed a slip of paper from the top hat.

"love"

Love? How were you supposed to act out an idea? You hate charades...

You dropped the paper and started to make a heart shape with your hands over your chest.

"Heart!"

"Heart burn!"

"YouTuber!"

You continued, this time putting your hands over your real heart and smiling like a goof.

"Heart attack?"

"Death!"

You suppressed a laugh and caught a glimpse of Yancy who was chuckling happily, the harshness of his persona almost seemed to melt away. This made you feel a sudden warmth overcome you as a smile began to form on your face forgetting that everyone else was watching you in that moment.

"Love!" Jimmy finally called snapping you out of it.

"You got it," you said resuming your place beside Yancy. He laughed softly "Youse was real cute up there," he said quietly to you as if he didn't want anyone else to hear. This caught you completely off guard, so much so that your cheeks turned red and all you could do was hide your face.

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The lunch wasn't so bad today, but you weren't so hungry, not with all these stupid feelings flying around in your stomach.

You tried to focus on Tiny's intriguing story of how she- what was the story about again? You just couldn't stop thinking about how Yancy called you cute.

You weren't aware of it but Yancy was starting to develop the same feelings for you. There was something about you that made Yancy just want to be around you, he liked you a lot. It wasn't just because he found you to be beautiful and/or handsome, it was everything about you. From the minute he saw you there was a tiny spark in him that he hadn't felt in a long time, but these feelings were scary to him too.

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It was time for work and you had cleaning duty but no one had told you where the cleaning supplies were. The prison guard just gave you the keys to the janitorial closet and walked away before you could even ask where it was. Luckily Yancy happened to walk by. "Yancy, do you know where the cleaning stuff is? I can't find it."

"Yeah, I'll show youse, c'mon."

Yancy lead you down the hall. The halls were long and confusing, every hallway looked the same to you. Nothing more than yellow brick decorated each wall, only adding to your confusion. Walking down the hall people gave you strange looks which must have been because you were with Yancy, though you weren't entirely sure why. Yancy finally stopped at the closet, the paint on the sign of the door that should indicate what it was was all but worn off. "Here it is, youse got the keys?" Yancy asked turning to you. You nodded and unlocked the door. "Thanks Yancy," you said smiling up at him.

You had such a cute smile.

"No problem, see youse later," Yancy said as he walked away until you called out, "wait, can you please get this spray bottle down for me? I can't reach it."

Yancy walked back in, "Sure."

The bottle was full and up on a high shelf. Even Yancy was struggling to reach it, he planned to push the bottle down and catch it with his other hand but instead it fell right onto your face.

"Ow," You involuntarily let out before laughing.

"I'm sorry, is youse okay?" Yancy asked less amused and a little more concerned.

"Yeah, I'm good," you reassured him smiling up at him.

"Youse's lip is bleeding," Yancy said feeling more guilty now.

"Hm?" You touched your lip and looked at your finger. "Oh, but I'm okay."

This didn't seem to make him feel much better.

"How bout youse land a punch on me and we'll be even stevens."

You laughed. "I'm not gonna punch you, you're my friend."

"C'mon, we'll be stevens, here just punch my arm." Yancy showed you his arm.

"Yancy-"

"And don't youse hold back on me!"

"Ok, fine, I'll punch you if it makes you feel better."

You half-heartedly punched Yancy on the bicep.

"C'mon (y/n), youse can do better dan dat, give it all youse got."

Yancy looked at you with a ready expression on his face and a playful grin.

You decided to land a good punch on him this time.

Yancy drew back and rubbed his arm, a sudden gleam appeared in his eyes as he smiled at you. "Youse pretty strong, I wasn't really expectin' that from youse."

"There's a lot of things you don't expect from me, Yancy," you said playfully. "Anyway, I better get back to work before I get in trouble," you picked up the spray bottle and your catty. "Thanks for all the help, see you later."