Ballroom Distracting / Sly actually cares about me...?

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Sly knocked on the large, wooden door, a slot for a pair of eyes opening as a man spoke. "Do you have your tuxedo now, sir?"

"Of course, I'm here to dance."

"And the lady?"

"I'm the main event dancer, outfit in all." Y/n answered.

"Then come on in!" The slot closed as the door opened, the two entering only to be taken in separate directions.

Y/n was taken by a couple hairdressers in the opposite direction of Sly before being taken into a room. "Do you have your costume?" A hairdresser asked.

"Uh, yeah." She(He) pulled the outfit out from in her backpack.

"Then feel free to get all dolled up for the master!" One of the girls giggled.

"Uh... Yeah, sure..."

"But don't take too long, you'll be going on soon."

She(He) waved it off. "I'll be ready soon." The hairdressers then left.

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Y/n stared at herself(himself) in the mirror as she(he) was dressed in her(his) (color) outfit. It consisted of (color), laced pants that were a bit flared at the bottom; a (color), laced sash tied around her(him) waist; a solid (color) halter top, her(his) entire midsection exposed; and silver bangles around her(his) wrists. Y/n quickly searched around until she(he) found a solid (color) cloth. Grabbing the cloth, she(he) tied the fabric around her(his) head to cover her(his) nose and mouth, only showing her(his) eyes as the cloth wasn't made of a see-through material. Once she(he) was ready, the ebony girl was led to where the other dancers were, who were dressed in either red or blue. When Y/n was in position, she(he) quickly stretched her(his) arms and legs before running her(his) fingers through her(his) hair, ruffling it a bit to give a semi-messed up look. Suddenly, Y/n heard Sly and Bentley in her(his) earpiece as she(he) listened.

"Your disguise is working perfectly, Sly; no one will recognize you in that outfit. Now during the heist you'll have to distract Carmelita, but first, you need to impress her because she's very picky with her dance partners."

Sly fixed his bow tie. "Alright, I think I know just the girl for the job."

Y/n peeked around, gazing at Sly before her(his) eyes scanned around the room, until shocked in her(his) eyes. Seated in his throne chair, looking rather bored as he waited, was the Indian tiger, Rajan. Y/n quickly turned away, pressing her(his) back against the wall a as she(he) gripped her(his) arms. Images of her(him) and that tiger flashed in her mind, she(he) shaking her(his) head to try and regain her(his) focus, but she(he) couldn't stop her(his) trembling body.

"That it, I can't do this." She(He) said.

"Y/n, what's the matter?" Came Sly's voice on the other line.

"It's him."

"Rajan?"

"Yes, Rajan! The bastard that almost took advantage of me!"

"You never told me that... Look, we don't have time to go about this, you're going to have to do this, Y/n."

"I can't, he'll find out its me."

"Is your face covered?"

"Yeah, but what does--"

"You'll be alright, I promise. He won't find out it's you."

"But, Sly--"

"Just trust me. Have I ever steered you wrong?"

"Well, I haven't really known you long enough to know..."

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