Dangerous game, Dangerous life || Jeremy x Reader Insert
A/N Not my best but I needed to get the idea out of my head :)
Pairing: Jeremy Dooley x Reader
Warnings: Injury, violence
Word count: 3168
Summary: You find yourself liking a certain member of the Fake AH Crew and he has terrible fashion sense
You were a new member for The Know crew and you were still considered a rookie, a highly skilled rookie but inexperienced none the less. You were recruited by Ashley, who seemed to know everything there was to know about you and didn’t seem to have a problem in threatening you to join.
You were a bit sceptical that Jinx, The Jinx wanted you to join the crew. You had your talent in hacking and sniping, but that’s where it ended. You had no idea what it took to be in a crew but there wasn’t really much of a choice at the time.
It’s not like it was against your will, you were amazed that they even heard of you but you were excited you were able to be a part of the crew. With Los Santos being a big city, there was plenty of space to wreak havoc. Which the Fake AH Crew took advantage of. There were several crews that were all linked and had treaties and what not and Los Santos was big enough to accommodate for all of them.
This crew was different though, they didn’t go and make ridiculous heists like the Fake AH Crew did. The Know were Intel. They knew everything there was to know in Los Santos, if a crew wanted to know something they would go to The Ladies but not without a price. They weren’t a charitable crew, if you wanted something, they wanted something in return.
It had been a few months since Jinx recruited you (in which you also learned her name was Ashley), and you had climbed to the top in the crew. You worked hard, you improved your hacking skills (Meg liked to joke that you reminded her of Gavin) and even took up some other trade skills. Ashley now used you more as backup or a body guard for when she had meetings with other crews.
Speaking of, Ashley and yourself were actually on your way to a meeting with the Fake AH Crew. They wanted Intel on a new crew rolling into town from Italy who had quickly set up their own homey little drug ring. The Fake AH normally let small crews do as they please but this crew, you had found, was different. They were bringing a new drug into the market and it wasn’t pretty.
Parking in front of the mall, you parked the car and got out. You opened Ashley’s door for her and shut it behind her. You were nervous, this was one of the busiest places that you knew of in Los Santos and it didn’t help that it seemed to be at its peak.
You followed closely behind Ashley, taking in as much detail as you could and keeping an eye out for anything suspicious. Ashley loved your ‘Eagle Eyes’ as she so fondly named them and was one of the reasons you often escorted meetings as backup. You seemed to be able to notice the tiniest of things and react with precision.
The food court was just as busy if not more as the rest of the mall. It was just before lunch so people were coming in by the dozens. Ashley sat at a booth and you sat at a table not too far off that had someone’s scraps on it. It was too suspicious to sit by yourself on a clean table.
You knew the members of Fake Ah so it wasn’t alarming to watch a bearded man in a suit sit across from Ashley. What was alarming was to watch what seemed to be his backup, sit on my table. He wore a monstrous bright orange shirt, paired with a purple suit jacket and brown pants. It was the opposite of blending in and it made you twitchy sitting so close to him.
“Hey,” He grinned, “I’m Jeremy!”
He held out his hand and you glared at him before looking around the room once again. You saw Jeremy try to speak again but something else caught your eye. You held up a hand to shut him up and focused and the group of teenage boys that were boisterously hanging around the outer edge of the food court.
All of them were keep an eye on Ashley and Geoff, glancing at them every few minutes and trying to move slowly towards them. You whistled a tune to signal Ashley and stood up, ready to follow her outside and get her to safety. These boys were up to something and it wasn’t to hit on her or ask for her number, this was a different kind of nervousness.
Jeremy asked what was wrong but before you could reply one of the boys had uncovered a gun and was taking aim at Ashley. Without thinking, you grabbed your own gun, aimed and shot him right in the head.
Screams had immediately erupted and people started stampeding towards the exit. The rest of the group had fled and you immediately checked over Ashley, making sure she wasn’t hurt. Seeing she was fine, you scanned the surroundings and found an exit. Pushing Ashley in that direction you turned to see Jeremy and Geoff chasing after the teenagers.
You turned and followed Ashley until you got outside, then you pushes Ashley behind you and cautiously walked to your car. You opened Ashley’s door with a grumble, “This is why I don’t like busy places,” Ashley just laughed.
On the drive back to the penthouse where most of the crew resided, Ashley decided to strike up conversation. The topic wasn’t one you really liked.
“So Jeremy seemed to like you,” Ashley hinted.
You scoffed, “What he wore made me twitch, I wouldn’t be surprised if these guys found you solely because they could spot him a mile away.”
Ashley just laughed and dropped the subject, she won’t be making jokes for long. As soon as you got to the penthouse, The Jinx would take charge and find out who had the balls of steel to try and make a hit on her. Once the crew found out though, there would be hell to pay.
Meg of course was furious, she immediately called Gavin and asked if Geoff and Jeremy ended up catching them. When he said they had caught only half of them Meg was out the door with her collection of knives slung on her back. Ashley asked you to escort her, slightly on edge that they might try her as well and you followed with no complaint.
Meg was waiting in the lobby, she must have known Ashley would send someone but she wasn’t waiting patiently. Tapping her foot, the minute she spotted you she got into the passenger seat of your car.
Driving to their headquarters was a little nerve wracking for you, you never really entered another crew’s headquarters and it was strange. As soon as the car was slow enough, Meg jumped out, not even stumbling and stormed into the building.
She didn’t even have to ring the doorbell, the door was already open and the purple haired assassin stormed through. She was on a mission and whoever got in their way would surely die a slow death. Her eyes flamed with rage and her fists shook with energy that was waiting to be relinquished on the person who dared hurt her best friend, her sister, her leader.
You were glad that Geoff had someone that Meg could take her rage out on otherwise she would have been a ticking time bomb until we found out who they were. You had a strange suspicion though, there’s only one person who would want to stop that meeting. Ashley was there for Intel about one crew and one crew only.
The question was how did they know? You would have to search the penthouse but in the meantime you told Ashley not to talk about anything important in the Penthouse or do any intel research. You made sure to write a note because anything could be bugged. Although if the Fake AH Crew did their job right, you won’t have to worry about it for long.
By the time you got to the floor where the crew resided in, you could already hear screams. Walking in you saw Gavin smiling wildly, “That’s my girlfriend,” He stated proudly.
You smiled and laughed softly bringing some attention to yourself. Gavin spotted you and waved, “Oh hey! I thought Meg would be too fast for anyone to come with,” Gavin said.
“Jinx is a bit tense and doesn’t want anyone alone,” You explained.
Gavin nodded, “Thanks.”
Jeremy walked in at that moment and stopped when he saw you, “Hey, what are you doing here?” He smiled.
His grin was pretty infectious so you smiled back now that you weren’t focused on protecting anyone, “Stopping Meg from creating unnecessary casualties on her way here,” Jeremy laughed and the sound made you feel a bit giddy.
After a while Meg returned a little more bloody than when she arrived but the hard glint in her eyes was gone, it was now replaced with a satisfactory glimmer. She found Geoff and they went into the office, probably to relay the information she had extracted.
Meanwhile you and Jeremy had really hit it off. You both became pretty consumed in the conversation of games and other things you had in common. Despite his atrocious fashion sense, Jeremy was a pretty cool guy.
You were both sitting on the couch together and it wasn’t until Meg cleared her throat from the doorway that you realised how close you two were. You jumped up and stammered if she was ready to leave. She replied with a perky “yep!” and headed to the door.
With a small wave and a smile, you followed Meg out the door and to your car. Once you were both in, you started driving back to the penthouse where your own crew resided. After a moment of silence though, Meg seemed to strike up conversation.
“So you and Jeremy seemed pretty cosy.”
You focused on the road, trying your hardest to hide the blush that you felt coming up from your neck and over your cheeks, “He’s a nice guy,” You mumbled.
Meg laughed, “Please tell me you at least got his number.”
“What? No! Why would I get his number?”
“Because you two obviously like each other!” Meg exclaimed, her voice going a higher pitch as well as a higher volume.
Staying silent, you tried not to look at Meg who was obviously staring you down. Then out of the blue she whipped out her phone and started tapping away, this instantly made you suspicious. You finally looked at her, “What are you doing?”
“I am doing what you were to pussy to do!” She replied.
Your eyes widened as you tried your hardest to keep your eyes on the road. Thankfully you came to an intersection and the lights were red. You immediately launched over to grab her phone but she had dodged out of reach, “Too late! I just texted Gavin to give Jeremy your number, you can thank me later,”
“I think I preferred when you were too mad to talk,” You grumbled.
Arriving at the penthouse, you exited the car and entered the building without another word to Meg. She cackled behind you but you ignored her and went to your office. Unfortunately Ashley stopped you half way, “Hey, how did it go?” She asked.
“She got the information and it was the new crew that just came to town. Geoff and his crew are going to take care of them,” You reported.
“And our little escort was chatting a little somebody up while I was busy,” Meg sang as she walked past.
Jon, who was walking past, seemed to hear what Meg said, “Ooh! Who was it? Ryan? Trevor?” He teased
“Little Jeremy Dooley,” Meg said.
Getting more and more embarrassed, you decide to just turn around and leave. A chorus of laughs being left in your wake. You weren’t terribly mad, it was almost a part of the job description to be teased and made fun of. You never took it to heart but you were nervous about Jeremy having your number.
Coincidence seemed to strike as your phone went off and you checked to see you had a message from an unknown number.
Hey, this is Y/N right? Gavin gave me your number, hope that’s cool?
You smiled to yourself and typed out a reply. From then on it was smooth sailing. You and Jeremy seemed to constantly be messaging each other, with a few phone calls here and there. He also liked to drop the occasional pick up line.
You were currently talking with Meg and Ashley when you phone buzzed. You picked it up and immediately laughed.
Are you a magnet? Because I’m attracted to you.
Meg peeked over your shoulder and made a high pitched “Aw!” which made you quickly hide your phone from their line of sight.
“You know, I don’t think I’ve received a thank you yet,” Meg stated.
You scoffed, “For giving away my number without permission? Meg Turney you are quite the human being,”
“Thank you!”
The next day you were on your computer, going through some notes you had collected when Meg burst in. She looked alarmed, “Jeremy… Gavin…” She managed to get through her puffing and panic.
Without thinking, you launched yourself after her and got into the fastest car in the garage. Speeding towards the Fake AH Crew, you glanced at Meg, “What happened?” You asked.
“I don’t know, Geoff just called me saying they were taking care of that gang when this explosion happened right beside Jeremy and Gavin and they were hurt pretty bad,” Meg started to cry.
Feeling your own chest tighten, you grasped Meg’s hand and squeezed it tight. She squeezed back but continued to cry silently, “It’s going to be ok,” You tried to tell her but you weren’t sure if it worked because your own voice had caught in your throat.
It was fair to say you had become attached to Jeremy. He made you laugh even if it was at the expense of making himself look stupid, he always made sure you were ok after coming back from a meeting and you were pretty sure you liked him more as a close friend.
You were too pussy to ask him out on a date and this was fate coming to bite you in the ass. It was then that you swore to yourself that as soon as Jeremy was better you would ask him out. If he survived.
Your hands tightened on the wheel, no, he would survive. You don’t know how bad it is, it could be a few scratches. He might have just been knocked out. You prayed it was something that small.
Breaking nearly every road law known to man, you made it in no time flat. Rushing into the penthouse, the elevator felt like it took eternity to reach the floor where Jeremy and Gavin were on. Rushing in, you saw Geoff and Jack, standing in front of the hallway where you assumed Gavin and Jeremy were.
Geoff stopped Meg from storming in there, “They’re still operating,” HE said softly.
“Operating?” You repeated, the situation actually sinking in.
Your legs seemed to collapse but Jack was close enough to catch you. He sat you down on one of the chairs and crouched in front of you, she put a hand on your knee. You looked at her and she smiled, “They’re both tough, they’ll make it through this. They’ve been through worse,” She comforted.
“What happened?” Meg asked.
Geoff sighed and sat down next to you, “We went to take down that crew that you helped us with and everything was going fine until one of them pulled out a bazooka. Aimed them right at Gavin and Jeremy, he was one of the last guys so they must’ve thought they could take one of us down with them,”
“But they’re gone? None of them ae left?” You asked.
“We killed every last fucker there was,” Geoff replied.
You nodded and just covered your face with your hands, wanting this to be some bad deem but you know it wasn’t. It was too real to be a dream. Hearing a door open, you looked up to see Caleb coming into the room. Geoff stood up, “They’re fine. They had some shrapnel and I had to deal with some internal bleeding but they’re good now.”
Everyone in the room seemed to exhale, removing the weight that seemed to be on everyone’s shoulders. Meg instantly, without a single word, stormed into one of the rooms which you assumed to be Gavin’s. You weren’t as eager, anxiety was eating away at you. Should you go see him? He probably wasn’t even awake but you needed to see for yourself that he was okay. That he was going to be fine.
“What are you waiting for? An invitation?” Geoff asked and shoved me towards Jeremy’s room.
With the decision being made for you, you started walking towards Jeremy’s room. You entered the room and saw Jeremy. He was pale and had an oxygen tube, the machine next to him beeping rhythmically. You walked forward and sat down in a chair that was positioned beside the bed.
You looked down and gently grabbed his hand. It was cool and it almost made you panic with how cold it was but his breathing and the machine across from you assumed he wasn’t dead. Intertwining his hand within yours, you took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to calm yourself.
You had been so worried, from the moment Meg burst into your room until now. Anxiety had its firm hand on your heart for the duration of the dive and it wasn’t because of your crazy driving. Leaning forward you rested you head gently on your hand that was joined with Jeremy’s.
Feeling Jeremy squeeze your hand made you shoot up out of your chai and see that Jeremy was awake, but barely. He tightened his hold on you hand and smiled and without thinking, you jumped up and clasped Jeremy’s face between your hands and kissed him.
You heard him groan in pain and you pulled back, “I’m sorry!” you blurted but Jeremy stopped you.
“Its fine, I’m just a little sore. I could get used to waking up like that thought,” He smiled weakly.
You blushed, “I was worried,” You mumbled and started to pull way when Jeremy reached up to lace his hand on the back of head, stopping you.
You could easily overpower him at this state and just pull away but you couldn’t. Not while he looked at you like that, “I’ve been dreaming of that for weeks, you’re not getting away so easily,” He mumbled and pulled you forward into another kiss.
