Tom Holland Imagines

The Heist//T.H. 2

This is basically an explanation of how Tom and Y/N got involved with the heist on the Royal Mint of Spain so it's a prequel to last part :))

It was idiotic of you to walk the streets of London without any cover other than some cheap disguises, especially after you had both helped with several cyber-attacks to bring down a powerful chain of corporations.

Sure, the chances of someone tracking you two down were slim to none. You had been extremely careful to do your part without giving more information than needed. Even then, you shouldn't have risked anything, especially with the knowledge that the Interpol was looking for everyone responsible for those attacks.

You looked like an ordinary couple though. Anyone who noticed Tom and you would just think you were a young couple in love, which you were, but you were also criminals.

"Just don't let go of my hand, okay? Everything is fine," Tom tried to coax you. He gave your hand a squeeze and pulled you closer to him. Tom had always been the calm one, he never let himself overthink everything, at least not in the way you did. That kept the two of you grounded.

You walked down the street, illuminated only by the streetlights and invaded with the quiet murmur of noise inside the pubs and shops that were still open that late at night.

It was a peaceful environment to try and let go of the thought that you could be arrested at any second because thinking about it served no purpose. Both of you knew taking down those corrupt corporations was the right thing to do, you didn't regret what you had done, not one bit.

Out of the corner of your eye you spotted a red SEAT Ibiza that was just too hard to miss. If your memory wasn't failing you, that car had been following you just two days before. You squeezed Tom's hand and put your mouth to his ear, "There's a car following us," Then you kissed his temple to make it less obvious.

"Kiss me," He responded and cupped your face with his hands. Tom connected his lips to yours in a slow yet pleasurable kiss. He held placed his hands on your waist as he deepened the kiss.

After a few seconds, Tom pulled away and rested his forehead against yours, "Is the car still there?" He whispered. You discreetly looked behind him and gulped at the sight of the car, "Yes and they've stopped the car as well. Whoever that is, they're definitely following us."

Tom kissed your forehead and wrapped his arms around your body. You nuzzled your face on his chest, "It's okay, just remembered the plan, okay?" You nodded against his chest. He let you go and grabbed your hand instead.

He had made you memorize several plans in case you were ever persecuted or found by the police, whether you were together or not.

You were debating on going up to the car to see who the person following you was, but before you could, the window slowly rolled down. You could make out the features of the man inside the cat thanks to a nearby streetlight. He was wearing a suit and wore glasses. The mysterious man also had a beard. He beckoned for the two of you to get closer. You heard your boyfriend start to breath heavily as he slowly reached for the gun he always carried around.

Once you were both close enough to hear the man clearly without him having to shout, he spoke up, "Identity theft, highly illegal cyber-attacks, breaking into the Interpol's private documents. Tom, Y/N, these crimes could land you in jail for many, many years."

You immediately picked up on his accent. It was clear to you that he wasn't British, the man was probably Spanish or even French.

Tom pulled out his gun after looking for anyone out in the street that could see. After confirming that the coast was clear, he pointed the gun at the older man, "What the fuck do you want from us?"

You noticed the man was not a cop. He was not trying to defend himself and hadn't taken out a gun of his own. Instead, he kept his cool and raised both of his hands so Tom could see them, "I want to offer you guys a deal."

"What kind of deal?" You spoke this time.

"Wouldn't you like to earn 2.4 billion euros?" He questioned and proceeded to tell you his intricate plan, "Right now, I only see two options. You can accept this deal or get arrested and get out of jail when you're 70 years old. What will you choose?"

"We'll do it."