[Tense... Just like this oneshot.]

TAKES PLACE AFTER TRIPLE THREAT

Requested by @LotusNicola tysm :>

(Sven's 1st person POV, very angsty... It's been a while since I've wrote angst, so hopefully, this will get my angst writing going. If you don't use Miss/Mr, use Mx. Just a warning, it might get kind of tragic. Hope you enjoy!)

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   Those bastards better hurry up with them. I'm not going to wait in this cell for any longer!

   Ever since the Toppats had finally been taken down after years and years of stöld and tricks, many members have been rotting away in prison, such as me. But some other members, such as Two-Ton Tony, Smooshed Sammy, and a bunch of others have tried ceaselessly to escape the prison.

   But this isn't like The Wall. This is Alki Traverse's Prison. The prison is known for it's extreme security and radical military officers in guard. Basically, this is a prison for reincarnated demons from hell.

   ... I've done some fruktansvärd skit before. And honestly, I don't feel bad. It felt almost right in a way, for me at least.

   But there is one thing I regret the most... And that is breaking up with Y/N L/N.

   I've known them ever since I was in 8th grade. We met by a strange occurrence,  (When it is underlined, you can insert a backstory, or leave it as is.) and we've been close ever since. I remember the day they confessed to me back in college, before they enrolled into the military... My heart was beating miles a minute. We were lycklig, very lycklig. Until I joined the Toppats back in 2018...

   They tried to prevent me from joining with everything they've had, but I still persisted. Soon, they were fed up and broke up with me. They left in tårar. I don't know why, but ever since that incident, my heart has felt like there was a gaping, never to be sealed hole punched into it.

   To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if I met Y/N here. They have graduated into an important, high rank. Still, I know that in the end, they would never forgive me for getting this far.

   The door to my cell unlocked, and I looked up to see two military officers guarding the small doorway. It seems whoever who was going to interrogate me has arrived. I just hope it isn't...

   ... Y/N L/N. They walked in with a stoic poker-face, staring me down. I sighed and shook my head. Why did they of all people have to show up?

  "Both of you, exit. Continue your jobs." They said coldly, looking back at the officers slightly. The two of them nodded shouted 'Yes Miss/Mr L/N!' before quickly marching out.

  The two of us locked eyes for a very long and tense moment, before I answered in my usual swedish accent. "You're here to get info out of me, aren't you?" I asked, my guard heightening.

   Oh, I forgot to mention that I'm tied to a chair... Being tied tightly with a rope to a chair just a smidgen on the tight side isn't comfortable.

  They paused before answering. "...Yes. I am. You should know not to disrespect those higher up than you." They said, their voice stern and unfaltering.

  "To be in your presence again L/N, It is an honor, Miss/Mr. L/N." I responded, looking up at them with an frustrated smile.

   I cannot see them as an ally. I must see them as nothing more than an irriterande high ranker. I'm sure they're thinking the same thing. Y/N's always been an emotionell person.

  "First question," They began, not even addressing my small introduction. "Why did you start the Toppat Clan? Are you informed of your clan's history?"

  "Yes, I am informed-- but can you at least lossa dessa rep? They are rather t-" "I shall NOT loosen the ropes on your chair. Now, answer the question."

   ...Well. That confirms they still know the Swedish I taught them during High School. But they have grown so... how do I say it? Rough. I was expecting them to be a little on the careless side, but it seems the military has sharpened their edges and closed off their emotions...

   Det är inte bra. It's not good at all. I'll have to confront them about this.

  "Fine," I spat back, "It all began in 18'o something..."

   Now, I do have the guilty responsibility of telling her an assortment of raids we've done... Maybe some of the major Toppat members' histories... But this was for the sake of the Clan!

   When I was finished with confessing 1/3 of the Toppat lore to them, they simply nodded and paused. For a moment, I thought I saw their aniskte contort a bit. If I'm remembering correctly, Y/N would normally vrida deras aniskte whenever she felt sorrow, anger, or disgust. But very rarely would it be because of anger or disgust.

   But why would they be feeling sorrowful now...?

  "I've told you everything I know," I said roughly to them. "What else could you want from me, a newbie Toppat leader?"

   They flinched for a moment and shook their head. For a moment, I heard them murmur something in Swedish. Too bad for them, I can hear their voice extremely well.

  "Du gör inte kom ihåg mig, do you...?" You do not remember me, do you... Oh, I do, sötnos. But at the moment, I really don't believe you can just easily forgive me.

  I frowned. "I remember you L/N," I began, making them look up at me with a semi-shocked face. "But I'm sure you cannot förlåt mig. I've raided countless banks and other valuable-storing places, and on your side of work, you're completely against that. Förutom, du borde behålla a lugnar beteende."

  "... But I can't. I just can't," They looked down at the floor, hiding their gaze away from me. "Sven... I know this is not the time or place to be saying this, but I have really, really missed you. I know it's been two years but..."

   I raised an eyebrow and laughed, and reached my hand out to them and raised their chin. (I managed to wriggle myself loose while they were lamenting... Don't judge me, I had to get out of that obekväm space somehow.) They looked up at me in shock, their emotions no longer hidden. I also noticed them holding a small sheet of paper... It was an inskrivning into working for the military. Specifically, their militia.

  "Hey, bli inte för upphetsad just because I grabbed your chin. I just wanted you to lighten up, is all." I said smiling at them as I held their chin gently.

  Their face grew a small shade of pink before they slapped my hand away in embarrassment. "O-okay, fine, I was going to ask for you to enlist into the military, since I thought you had potential."

  I sighed nonchalantly. Y/N always been the kind of person to believe everyone could or would be redeemed sometime. "If I enlist, will the Toppat Clan be pardoned for 1/2 of their raids?" I asked.

  They paused for a moment, and nodded. "Yes, I'll can convince the Colonel. I am his Right-Hand General..."

   I got up from the chair, which may have surprised them considering that the ropes had given off the illusion of being tajt, and gave them a small peck on the forehead.

  "I'll think about that then, but that kiss doesn't mean vi är tillsammans yet."

  "I-I think I've had enough time interrogating you! Goodbye for now, Sven!"

   *SLAM*

   They were always easily förvirrad.

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1277 words, hope you enjoyed!