((Fuçk it man. New one. I can't help myself. Also, the heist where Mark is robbing in this book has no relation to the one in the video. Also, I might make a one shot if you guys want of Heistiplier x reader. Enjoy :3))

Meeting him:

You were working as a nighttime guard at the Heartwood museum. Home to the oldest, and expensive, Red ruby on earth. You were tasked with watching it every night, and your being honest. It's rather boring watching a large ruby every night, you have nothing else to do. And sadly, you were the only guard on this end of the museum. The others in different exhibits.

You felt yourself falling asleep, your head tilting back as you lean on a wall looking at the ruby. And soon, you felt yourself drift off.

Strangely, you hear silent whispers once you did. And soon a loud crash as the alarms blare off the walls. Opening your eyes you see a man dressed in all black cursing as he held his side, glass on his stomach. And soon you both meet eyes.

You quickly realize who this guy was. He was Mark Edward Fishbach. A famous robber who's gotten away with stealing a lot of things. And you had him right where you wanted him! B-But, they only gave you a flashlight and walkie talkie.

You point the flashlight at him to try and blind him. But he just continued to curse at some man named Ethan about ruining it. He turned to you once you picked up your walkie talkie, right as you were about to call for the other guards for an emergency.

Mark walked over and grabbed the walkie talkie, slamming it on the ground and breaking it with his foot. He stares into your (e/c) eyes before whispering a sorry and bashing something across your head.

Your body fell limp as Mark quickly yelled at Ethan to grab the jewel and go. Mark turned back to you. Biting his lip and leaving a note behind on your body. Leaving with his partner as the guards run in and find you.

Second meeting:

You walk along the large and long hallways toward the security cameras. Since you've failed to stop the man named Mark from stealing the jewel. You were sent to camera duty for the rest of your life in this job. It wasn't your fault! They didn't give you a gun or taser to stop him! All you had was a stupid flashlight!

You didn't care. You liked this, at least now you have a comfy chair to sleep on. You close the door behind you and sit at the desk, pulling up a report of Mark on another tab so you could learn more about him.

"Huh, guess you like me?" A voice said from behind you. You turn around to see that Mark guy covering your mouth so you wouldn't scream. "Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to....apologize. For smacking your head with the blunt of my dart gun. I didn't mean to hurt such a beauty as yourself."

You felt your cheeks heat up. Why was he flirting with you? And he had a dart gun!? Why he didn't he use that on you instead of hitting you with the blunt!? You slowly remove his hand from your mouth. "Then why didn't you use the darts?" You spat.

He sweats nervously. "I-I panicked. I mean, the alarm was going off. I had glass in my side, and the guards were running toward us. So I just told my partner to get the jewel and get out of there while I dealt with you. I am so sorry. Any way I can make it up to you?" He offered.

"Well, can you bring the jewel back?" You say, still a bit ticked off at him. "I almost got fired because of that. Plus, one more strike and I think I will get fired and kicked out."

He gives a series of nervously laughter. "Uh. Already sold it to the highest bidder on the Deep web. Too late. But! How about a coffee date huh?" He offers instead. Giving you his number. "Catch you later cutie." He winks before leaving through the vents.

"What the fuck." You mumble.

His thoughts about you:

'Oh my god. Why the hell did I hit her pretty head? I have sworn to myself that I wouldn't hurt women. But look what you go and do Mark! God! But, she was so casual about me talking to her. And I just hope to god she doesn't call the cops on me. Even if she did. I made it where they can't trace my phone number. That's not even my real number anyway.'

He finds out your going on a date:

Mark had done a full background check on this guy. And he spent most of his nights looking at this guys past relationships. His friend Ethan was wondering what the hell Mark was doing since Mark kept looking on his computer while eating a ton of chips and drinking soda. Mark only telling him it was research.

Right before you went out to meet him. Mark stopped you and slammed a whole novel on your table at how much he learned about him. You were confused to mark had to give you the rundown of each little page.

In the end, you didn't go on the date and hung out with mark instead.
"How many nights did you stay up researching?" you ask him.

"Let's just say I need a three day long nap."

He asks you out:

Mark set up a small date at his place. He still didn't trust you so you had to wear a blindfold when he brought you to his house. He took off the blindfold and you saw you were sitting in front of a table with your favorite foods. And even some takeout foods like pizza, and even Chinese food.

Mark smiled bashfully at you. "I-I have something to ask you...If that's okay! I mean. I-I don't have too if you don't want too!" He gulps. Rubbing his neck. But jumped as his friend Ethan entered the room. "He wants you to be his girlfriend. God you're so nervous when asking her out!"

"E-ETHAN!" Mark yelled. But turned to you with a smile. "I really do want you to be my girlfriend. So...Care to be my partner in crime?"

"Of course, Mark. But I'm not doing any heists with you. I'm a guard."

Cuddling:

Mark and you would cuddle often. Mark was such a huge cuddler you couldn't even escape the love he gives you.

He likes to watch heist movies. To maybe even write a few ideas down for himself. And he really enjoys spending time with you.

His weird kink:

Hotdogging: The Dom(normally male), rubbing his cock between the subs (normally female) ass.

You never knew Mark had this kink until it was the first time you two had sex. He kept rubbing his cock on your ass without moving any further.

When you asked why he didn't go any further. He admitted to you he liked rubbing is cock between your ass.
You understood why he liked it.

You cook for him:

Mark was exited to finally taste your cooking. He waited for you to fix the homemade pie you were baking. But freaked out once you had burned it.

Mark laughs this off. And you both ordered some pizza. Happily eating it instead.

Opposite gender:

Mark loved being a girl! Mostly, because his body was a lot more slim to climb through vents. And he could pick pocket men a lot easier since he would distract them with his new breasts.

As well of easily tricking guards. He loved it so much he was sad it had to go. But he was also glad. Those breasts were a pain.