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TAKES PLACE A YEAR AFTER CLEANED 'EM OUT
+small au where reader is Henry's partner in crime

Requested by @iiKarmaPawzz , tysm :>

(Henry and Y/N go on another heist to rob a 'rich, abandoned house' in the forest. But they get caught in the rain. Henry feels at fault for this, for some reason... Your 1st POV, more sentimental than angsty, slight fluff. Hope you enjoy!)

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   Well, looks like today's heist was ruined. Again...

   I'm Y/N L/N, and Henry Stickmin and I have been partners ever since he helped me escape from prison. I was arrested for Y/C, (Your Crime -- Nothing too extreme) and Henry felt bad, so he broke me out as well.

   It's been sooo long ever since I escaped from there... Man, I can't even remember who arrested me. I think it was... Bave? Sbeve?... But that's not what I'm going to be talking about.

   Ever since we did our biggest heist ever a year ago, our heists have gotten more and more... boring. Henry is usually the one who decides the heists, and honestly... our lamest heist ever was a week ago, where we stole a single dozen pack of Bubsi from the local Darged.

   Honestly, I feel like Henry's gotten soft. Every single big heist we've attempted after the Toppat-Clean-out were all canceled due to weather! And this mega heist we were planning... Ugh, we were going to raid a mansion that was confirmed on the news to have MILLIONS stashed from Toppats! He must've known for this to happen.

   Right now, I was just staying dry under one of the trees. There was a forest that surrounded this mansion, so luckily, we had a little shade from the rain.

   The pounding, clear rain fell to the leaf-filled ground below me, the mud dirtying my shoes, and occasionally pelting my outfit. Although relaxing, it also felt dejected. I felt like the heists from before were nothing but a memory of the past.

   I sighed, and looked over to the taller male next to me, who had wistful poker-face, his eyes far-away and foggy. It looked like he was thinking hard about something.

  "Henry," I began, immediately grabbing his attention. "You knew it was gonna rain, didn't you?"

  "...Yes. Sorry, this is my fault."

   His voice seemed so... full of regret. Why does he even feel bad?! He's been doing this constantly right under my nose!

  "Why Henry," I snapped back, absorbed within anger. "Why have you been holding back on our adventures?! Is there something wrong, or are you giving up as a thief?"

  "The police know where we live."

  "What? But we hid it so carefully..."

  "The reason why I've been holding back is because I don't want you to get caught... And I wanted you to give up thievery out of boredom. But... you're a lot more persistent than I thought."

   So that's why. But I just... I can't give up thievery! I enjoy it so much, especially with him. I don't care if I get caught, I don't even care if we go back to The Wall! I just want to have fun with Henry...

  "I don't care if we get caught red-handed!" I blurted out without thinking.

  Henry turned to me, his face shocked. "You don't...?"

  I smiled determinedly at him. "Of course I don't. Henry, you mean a lot to me, a lot. I'd rather give up my ability to speak than to stop doing heists on evil organizations and abandoned buildings! But only those!"

   Our eyes were locked together for a very long, but also short, tense moment. It felt like Henry had finally understood. Suddenly, he gripped my hand tightly.

  He sighed and smiled at the abandoned building. "Fine, but if we get arrested doing this,  then you're breaking us out."

   I gave him a wide, happy grin.

  "What's with that cute smile?"

  "Thank you, Henry!"

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661 words. Hope you enjoyed! (🖒^^)🖒