#he was never book smart hes money smart makes him more intellegent

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Self Protecting | Rio

Requested by anon: Helloo!! Can I ask an imagine of la casa de papel where the reader is part of the heist and she has the name of a famous city (New York maybe?) and Rio or Denver is in love w/ her, but she is really intelligent and quiet and don’t want to have something with him because she doesn’t want to get hurt or something?? Thanks!! xx

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: spoilers of the Money Heist / La Casa De Papel, swearing, fluff Note: not my gif! sorry for possible typo’s!

This took me wayyyy to long, I’m so so sorry!!! I changed the name to Bali, because I feel like it fits more into the story and might be easier to pronounce in Spanish, hope you don’t mind! Hope you enjoy it, love!

Much love, Mer xx 💕

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3 months. That’s how long you’ve been stuck with this group of complete criminals. You felt way out of place. You were a criminal, sure, but you did petty crime and no one ever knew about your work. And they wouldn’t ever know about you.

You were a smart kid - being only 20 years old and making you the youngest of them all. You were an outsider, you always have been. You had a fascination for psychology. You knew human beings from the inside and out, without even needing to know them. People were open books, whether they closed themselves off or not. It made you perfect in your criminal forte. Manipulating, finessing and masterminding your way around others around you was your second nature. You made millions of euro’s already, but you never kept any of it. You always donated it to charity or other good causes. It wasn’t criminal money, not in the slightest. You made your money as a conduit. You got hired by certain people who wanted to get something from others, without interfering. You enjoyed it, but it has never been the dream. Your parents didn’t raise you to be a criminal. They taught you to be honest and good to the world around you - which you still are (by donating basically all of your money) - but you were caught up in the criminal world. And once you get in, you never get out. Sadly, your parents passed away in a car accident. They were hit by a drunk truck driver, dying almost instantly after the hit. So you were on your own. And you were managing just fine.

That is until El Professor showed up at your doorstep. He told you the plan, about robbing the Royal Mint of Spain and how much he needed your capacities in the field. He had everything stippled out, sure, but he needed a backup. So you said yes. You had nothing to loose anyway.

So here you were, in the Royal Mint of Spain, trapped like a mouse in a box. You had the winning hand, of course you had, but every single time something went wrong, you regretted your decision. You had been quiet from the beginning, focussed on your goal and not letting you get destracted by anything. The group noticed and the girls knew why, you’d told them when you all stayed at the mansion. You were doing your thing and they were doing theirs.

You were sitting in one of the office rooms, keeping the connection between El Professor and you secured while the others were doing God knows what. Occasionally you heard a gunshot, followed by Nairobi shouting loudly at, most likely, Berlin. They stormed in, Tokio and Rio following suit. Berlin’s face was as calm as if he’d taken a 6 month vacation to the Bahamas, while Nairobi’s face was red with anger as a tomato.

“Why can’t you just stick to the goddamn plan, Berlin?! Huh? You just have to be the macho and show how much ‘power’”, she out airquotes around the word, “you have?! This mission wasn’t about hurting anyone!!” She yelled at the top of her lungs. You clenched your eyes shut and tried to focus on anything else but the yelling.

“Nairobi. Calm down. All will be fine. El Professor gave me instructions and I simply followed,” Berlin told her. That only seemed to anger her more, as she stormed towards him. She was held back by Helsinki.

“Berlin,” you said. No one responded or even looked at you. “Berlin!” You said, but this time louder. All of them snapped their heads towards you. Rio’s head hadn’t moved, which signalled he had already been staring at you. You blushed a little, but continued.

“We were given strict instructions not to hurt anyone. There would be no casualties and no dead men. And look what happened. One man got shot, a woman got shot in her leg because apparently you thought she was a danger when she clearly was not and you are slowly dying too! This isn’t a time to fight or do anything else El Professor told us to do. He has a plan and we made a promise to follow it. Step by step. If you can’t do that, which I think you can’t since you’re clearly too selfish, then you should step outside these doors and let us do the rest. They already know who you are anyway. Now PLEASE, can you all shut up?! Some people are trying to work here.”

They all gawked at you. This had been the most you ever talked since all of you came together. Besides, you stood up against Berlin. No one dared to do that. Not even El Professor.

“Berlin, she’s right,” all heads turned to Rio, who seemed to be scared shitless at this point, “El Professor had everything planned out and now everything has gone to shit because we didn’t follow his orders. From now on we should stick to the plan.”

Berlin raised his eyebrows, surprised at the sudden confidence boost you had apparently given him. From the beginning he knew Rio had a crush on you, but now he knew for sure.

“Rio. Sweet little Rio,” his sinister voice made your skin crawl, “now is not the time to protect your little girlfriend. El Professor also said no personal relationships, remember?” He stepped towards Rio, but was held back by you grabbing his shoulder.

“Enough, Berlin. Go fuck that skank that’s waiting in your office. Might clear your head,” you hissed. You liked Rio. Maybe a little more too. His innocent smile made you fall in love with him since the first time you met him. But you were scared that you’d get hurt.

“My, my.. Bali. This isn’t what we’re used to seeing from you. You got your lady days? I understand that it’s hard, but you have to control your temper. Don’t want to leave with a bullet in your head,” he pointed to the gun that hung in the hollister around his neck.

“Soothes my soul to know you’re not far behind me,” you smirked, completely breaking Berlin’s act to scare you. You weren’t scared easily.

The crowd behind you wow-ed and hissed at your burn and Berlin snarled. He turned around and quickly left the room. Once he was out of ear and eye vision, the room burst of laughter. You couldn’t help but smile at your little victory too. The group congratulated you on your win and left to go to the hostages again, but not Rio. He stayed behind, which his hands awkwardly in his pockets.

“Thanks for defending me back there, Rio,” you sincerely thanked him. He smiled at you and nodded.

“Of course. That’s what friends do, right?” he said, stepping closer to you. You nodded and turned around again, focussing on the computer.

Your heart ached when you heard him say friends, but you knew this couldn’t happen. I’d hurt too much if you lost him. You heard him sigh and sit down next to you. You heart beat heavily in your chest, but you tried to stay calm.

“Listen, Bali.. I know you’ll never think of me that way, but in case all of this goes south I want you to know I like you more as a friend. You’re an incredibly intellegent woman and I-“ you cut him off by holding up your hand.

“Don’t, Rio,” you whispered softly. You lowered your hands again and fiddled eith them in your lap.

“I do too, but we can’t.. not here and not in this situation. I can’t do this. Something might happen to you and I’ll be all alone again and I just can’t handle that heartbreak again. I want us to work, I really do. But not right now. I’m- I’m scared, Rio. And I don’t want anything to happen to you, so we can’t do this.” You stated. You lifted your head to see a soft smile on Rio’s face.

“What, you dork?” You giggled.

“When we get out of here we’re gonna buy an Island and we’ll give the rest to charity and we’ll be together. We’ll make this work, Bali. We can do this. Together.”