#this was so good and sweet and the foreboding feeling was palpable and gaaaaaaah i leed more more more

[deepperplexity]

Day 2 - Restless Waiting

Pairing: Hans Gruber x Fem!Reader

Summary: Unaware of the true nature of her boyfriend's job, [Y/n] bids him a weary farewell before Christmas. Things began to crash and burn around her shortly thereafter.

Tag(s)/Warning(s): goodbyes, sadness, a little fluff at one point, things blowing up, not too much crazy in this one!

Word Count: 2.1K

A/N: And in something totally different! Next on our list is the very handsome, the very suave, and the most polite thief you'll ever meet. Hans! This is my first time writing for him and he's quite soft for his little love so hopefully it's enjoyable! Off we go then!

When Hans told [Y/n] he had another job planned out and that it was to be on Christmas, she couldn’t deny the rush of frustration and worry that pulsed through her veins.

Frustration, because he would be missing another Christmas with her as his jobs, as he so lightly put them, always seemed to take him away from her during the holidays.

But also worry, because while she didn’t know what exactly these jobs entailed of as he never elaborated it on them more than he had to, she knew they were dangerous. He would often times come back with a new bruise here and a new scar there that had her fretting over him asking him what had happened. And all he would say was that it was just an accident. 

Accident her ass.

Also it had to be something unconventional because how else would he be funding the extravagant way they lived? A beautiful penthouse in the middle of a bustling city. Luxury trips as gifts to her for putting up with him missing holidays and important dates as he had once stated. And the purchase of expensive clothes and jewelry that he spoiled her with just because.

She wasn't dumb no, and she had a slight inkling that what he did may have also been on the gray side of the law. But by the time she had figured it out she was too deeply in love with the man standing in front of her to leave.

A man who was readying himself to leave for a job that had been in the making for months. One that was more lucrative than any single one he had done, and one he was keen on making work.

Was it dangerous absolutely. But what job didn't have its dangers, especially one with a payout of over $600 million dollars in untraceable bearer bonds. Oh, the risk and danger was well worth it.

Though Hans did have to admit the forlorn look in his [Y/n]'s eyes did give him pause as he readied himself to meet up with the rest of his crew. Would he abandon such a intricate plan all because of a look? Of course not. But she did give him pause which is closer than anyone has ever gotten to making him maybe rethink his plans.

"Liebchen don't look that way. You know I'll come back as always, " Hans murmured in that accented English that had captivated her when he had first approached her a many years ago. "Do not mar that pretty face of yours with something like that I much more prefer your smile so I can keep it in my memory until I return."

Smile? But for what. He wasn't giving her much to smile about as he finished his preparation, going back and forth between rooms gathering his suitcase and other things before making his way to the front door of their home.

"Oh right I should definitely smile because my boyfriend is going away yet again before Christmas for the third time in a row for some shady business he has yet to tell me about." She muttered under her breath while crossing her arms over her chest looking like a tantruming child.

It only made Hans grin as he stalked up to her, cornering her in between the wall and the door and causing her to cower a little. Not out of fear but at how close he was, so close she could feel his breath tickle her skin, warm with a hint of of the bourbon he had drank earlier on to 'warm oneself' as he said.

"What are you talking about? Have I not given you this beautiful home?" He questioned leaning forward to place a kiss on her forehead. "Have I've not given you the designer clothes and the pretty jewelry that make you smile?" He added as he moved down to kiss her on each cheek. “Have you nothing to to smile about when I take you on trips, and make you squirm in pleasure on the expensive sheet of some bed far away from here?"

Cheeks feeling warm from the closeness and the seductive tone he was taking on knowing good and well she was very susceptible to it, [Y/n] was quick to try and push him away just to get some space in between them.

"H-Hans you that's not what I'm talking about and you know it!" She exclaimed and stuttered out all at once at the very smug face of Hans who seemed to be amused at how flustered she was. 

Damn him!

"I want to spend time with you during Christmas. Together as a couple and maybe even let my parents, who keep asking about you by the way, meet you!" Her words were punctuated with a little stomp and she knew it was a tad childish but she didn't care wanting him to understand how much she was against him leaving.

"I know I know and I will meet them I promise. This job though, it's a big one, if it all goes well it will be the last one. No more holidays away from you I promise you that."

His words dripped sincerity and his amber eyes burned with honesty as he took her hand into his and kissed her knuckles. Usually, the scratchy feeling of his beard tickling her skin would make her laugh, but she was so upset that she couldn't find it in herself to be amused. Only bitter.

"Somehow I don't believe that," she muttered dejectedly as tears began to try and work their way into her eyes betraying the chanting in her head that was telling her to not cry.

Worry was the only thing on her mind as she always worried about him. She didn't know what she would do if something happened to him. It hurt too much and it was the cause of the tears that leaked down her cheeks causing Hans to frown.

"What if something happens Hans. What happens if something goes wrong, what happens if you don't-."

She couldn't get the words out as the thought of him not coming home had her in shambles.

"My love, mein Liebchen," he pleaded as he kissed the top of her head and went to wipe the tears that had escaped. “Do not cry you know I do not like these tears of yours they upset me."

"Good because at least you know how you're making me feel," [Y/n] whimpered out as she tried to meet his eyes but failed as she let out another sniffle.

Whilst his heart did not enjoy seeing her upset, he knew what he had to do and even if it made her sad, too much was riding on him and his leadership. Because who else could come up with a plan as intricate and detailed as him?

"I promise I will be safe and that nothing will go wrong. Have I ever broken a promise between us?" He asked pulling her into a tight hug that had her shaking in his hold as she felt far more afraid than usual but was unsure why.

"Liebchen?"

"No you haven't but what if...what if something does go wrong? You always come home with bruises or scars when things go right and I just-."

"Hush enough of that," he interrupted just as [Y/n] voice cracked and she buried her face into the soft fabric of his shirt. His hand rubbed comforting circles on her lower back as he tried to calm her and it seemed to work as she began to be able to catch her breath again.

"Nothing will go wrong I promise. It is the holidays and what is it that you Americans always say, Christmas is a time of miracles no?"

Letting out a pitiful laugh and a sniffle before looking up at him with red rimmed eyes, she nodded but not without saying,

"We do but I also don't want to bet your return on a miracle they don't work sometimes."

His chuckle was deep and a bit nasally yet it vibrated in her body and made her stomach do little flips just at the sound of it.

"No miracles then, I will make sure we do not need any. But I must go now my company is waiting for me and we cannot be late."

Even if she begged him to stay she knew he would go as that man was stubborn and had a strong will that drove her crazy at times. Yet it was something she had grown to love as she knew he would do anything for her if she asked. Well anything but staying behind from a job...

Sighing she nodded and unhanded him still giving him a worried look.

"Promise me you'll be safe?"

"Yes of course especially when I have you to come home to." He affirmed confidently right before leaning down and planting a kiss on her lips as if sealing the deal.

The squeak of surprise that left her transformed into a tiny moan as she pawed at his front sighing as he deepened the kiss by bringing a hand to the back of head and putting light pressure on it to bring her closer.

There they stood for what felt like forever kissing and whispering soft words that only the other could here. And they exchange those words and lines, one being,

"Ich liebe dich mien Liebchen," whispered passionately in a soft husky voice by Hans as his amber eyes were trained on her for a moment before he pulled away from her embrace.

It made her a bit sad no longer being enveloped by his warmth. But she watched quietly as he gathered his bags and walked out the door into the elevator that serviced their building.

Turning around, he gave her a tiny smirk that had her heart leaping. And when the chime of the elevator dinged and the doors began to close she waved at him until they were parted by the heavy steel doors. Yet [Y/n] couldn't stop the queasy feeling in her stomach that lingered long after he was gone a little sigh leaving her before she whispered,

"I love you too sweetheart."  While looking forlorn at the emptiness in between her and where he had been before closing the door to their home.

It was Christmas day and she had paced around the house many times, waiting restlessly on Hans and his call.

Though once the clock struck 9pm and there was no word from him she knew something was wrong as he had promised to call around that time. And he never broke his promises.

As to distract herself from the thoughts she decided to turn on the TV to put on some sappy Christmas movie even if it made her sadder knowing that he wasn't with her.

Though that quickly changed when the TV turned on to a black and white photo of the man she had been waiting for to call. The sheer surprise and confusion had knocked her down onto the sofa and the words that were being said by the female news anchor only confused her more.

There were hostages being held in some building that was far from where he said he would be. And he was the leader of some terrorist group doing the hostage taking. And something about being in a terrorist group while he was in Germany but being kicked out?

What what what? She felt as if her mind was spinning as his picture stayed burned in on the top corner of the screen as the newscasters talked about some  Helsinki syndrome or some other.

All while [Y/n] mind continued to spiral. Her Hans? A terrorist? Holding people hostage? No that wasn't him. It couldn’t be him.

"No no this has to be some kind of joke," she whispered to herself as she tried to change the channel wanting to ignore what could not be ignored.

Yet each channel she turned to showed the same news story even on children's programming did the news interrupt as it was the biggest story of the year.

Hopping up from her seat,she began to pace anxiously. Her mind tried to tell her that it was a mistake and that it was the wrong person they were talking about. But unfortunately, her attention was taken back when the newscasters began shouting and she whipped her head back just in time to see an explosion on the top of the building.

The shout she let out could probably be heard by her upstairs and downstairs neighbor as she stared at the TV in dumbfounded awe.

"Oh my god that were people up there they've just killed all those people good lord!"

Shouted the newscaster as they all screamed and shouted over one another. But the only thing [Y/n] could comprehend as she watched the flames engulf the top of the tower causing some of it to crumble away was that her relationship was beginning to crumble just the same as the tower.

A/N: Heheheh will Y/n ever find out the truth about her beloved Hans? Who knows stay tuned (i hope!) Let me know how we are feeling about this story friends! until next time👋💖

Tag: @deepperplexity