3rd Person Point of View
Angelo and Y/n made it to the coast of the United States. They planned to take a boat trip to the England. They set sail on an abandoned ship and took off for London. Y/n walked up to the main deck and set his arms on the rails. He smiled to himself and put his shades on, taking a whiff of the salty air.
He walked to the room and laid down, falling asleep shortly after. Angelo walked in and told Y/n they arrived.
"We're in London, baby!" Y/n exclaimed, grabbing his duffel bag of guns.
"Nope. We're in Worthing, about an hour and a half away." Angelo denied. "By car, that is."
"Merda." Y/n cursed, kicking a rock. "We can call an uber."
"Already ahead of you." Angelo said from his phone.
The uber arrived and took them to London. Y/n and Angelo thanked the driver and exited his vehicle. Y/n stretched and accidentally hit someone with his bag. "Watch it, cabrão." The woman said. Y/n apologized instantly. "Found him." She quietly said into something in her outfit.
Angelo walked the opposite way. Y/n caught up to him and looked back. "I think we're known here, too." He said cautiously, checking behind him every now and then.
"Why?"
Angelo looked over and saw nobody familiar. "That woman, she said "found him" to something on her." Angelo laughed and hit Y/n's shoulder. "I'm not joking, Angel. She gave me the dirtiest look I've ever seen from a female."
Angelo howled in laughter, drawing more attention the longer he laughed. Y/n facepalmed and looked around. He saw the girl he ran into shooting daggers at him. "Merda, we need to go now!" Y/n and Angelo sprinted down the street, barely missing passersby who blocked them. Angelo found an alleyway and dashed in it. "No! This way!" Y/n yelled, seeing the woman running. "Hurry!"
Y/n's Point of View
"Y/n, where are you going?!" I hear Angelo say from behind. I look at my bag. "Y/n?"
We stopped at a hotel and walked in. "Cover yourself or something. I'm going to the pool." I say, quickly moving to the door. I take my clothes off and dive into the water, feeling the heat of the water building up. I take a peek and see Angelo talking to the woman with a disguise on. "Classic Angelo, always got the shades, wig, and beard on you."
Angelo pointed to the stairs that led to the other side of the hotel. The woman ran down the hall and opened the door. He walked into the pool room and chuckled. "Automatically went to the pool."
I give a light chuckle and swim out. "Go get a room, we need to hide it out today."
He nodded and left while I dried myself off. Angelo came back with a keycard and tossed it to me. I grab it and walk to the elevator. I look back one last time and saw the same damn woman from earlier.
"Merda, again!?" I run up the stairs, Angelo shortly noticing that I left. I make it to my room and unlock it. "Whew, why am I all of a sudden being hunted, again?"
*time skip to dinner*
I met up with Angelo and walk to the elevator. We go to a fancy restaurant down the street, because who wouldn't on the first day of arriving in London? We order our food and joke with each other. Our conversation was interrupted by a blonde woman.
"Hi. My friend over there says you're cute." She said to Angelo, pointing to a Latin looking woman who was blushing.
"Oh?" Angelo said, waving to her, making her blush even more. He walked over and introduced himself. "Ciao, tesoro." I hear him say.
I snicker at his stupidity, making him turn around. "I'm sorry, continue." I wave him off. "I'm sorry, the name's Y/n." I greet the blonde girl.
"I'm Monika. I assume that he's your friend?" She asks, pointing to Angelo holding the other woman's hands.
"Yes ma'am."
"He is very polite. Here, have this. It's her number. Give it to your friend." Monika slipped me a piece of paper. "Come on, Elena. We need to find some stuff at the store."
Elena I assume, looked sad that she had to leave. Angelo walked back and flashed a paper with numbers. "Big Papi's still got it. Heh heh." He chuckled and brought his phone out.
"You're not Big Papi." I laugh, clearing my throat after. "Weird, the blonde one gave me a piece of paper with different numbers, but she said it was Elena's." I say, showing him the paper.
"Nah man, I think she likes you." Angelo teased, getting a chuckle from me.
"Whatever. Let's go, I'm done." I respond, slipping my card into the bill book.
Angelo and I left the restaurant in search of something to do. We ended up walking around the city, taking in the view. "It's beautiful, I feel like we're kinda having a moment, y'know?" Angelo says, wrapping his arms around me.
"Man, get off me. I'm not Elena." We both chuckle and continue on our trek. "This, was a weird day."
Angelo sighed and laughed. "Hell yeah it was."
"You were the one who started my day." I playfully punch his arm.
"Yeah yeah, my bad." He sarcastically said.
We walk back to the hotel and head to our rooms. I decide to text the number Monika gave me.
Y: "Hey, this is Y/n. I see you gave me the wrong number?"
??: "Monika told me a lot. Like what you wore, ate, and the hotel you are at. I can also see you."
Y: "I'm sorry, what?"
This number has blocked you
I look around and see nothing that can be used to spy on me. Then I remembered, IP address. How can I forget about the IP? I am a damn hacker for crying out loud. I lay down and fall asleep with suspicion clouding my mind. A ping woke me up.
"Merda." I say as I get another text saying 'we are coming for you'.
I set my phone down and go back to sleep.
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Hard To Crack (R6S Caveira x Male Reader)
FanfictionFirst, a mafioso with no kills in his name to a changed man with two self defense kills. This is Y/n Amato, a man who hates what he works for, the Amato family mafia. When they get discovered in London, Y/n and his best friend, Angelo try to escape...