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a blooming love masterlist

pairing: robert "rusty" ryan x oceans!reader

warnings: 18+ MDNI!!!!

summary: you and rusty unknowingly have feelings for one another, but with your brothers recent arrest the line drawn between the both of you grows thinner by the second.

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#rusty ryan x reader #robert “rusty” Ryan x reader #robert rusty ryan #Robert rusty Ryan x reader #oceans 11 fic

chapter five

pairing: rusty ryan x ocean!reader

summary: you and rusty unknowingly have feelings for one another, but with your brothers recent arrest the line drawn between the both of you grows thinner by the second.

warnings: none for this chapter! but MDNI in general pls and thank u

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You never really thought that watching rich, dumb people constantly fail at playing poker could be as entertaining as it was, but you were having a time.

You and Rusty made it to the club in time, but took a while to enter said club because while you kept attempting to put your lip gloss back on, Rusty kept kissing you, using the excuse that he wanted some too. You both stepped out fifteen minutes after you arrived, and it took you another five minutes to even enter the club, as Rusty couldn't keep his hands to himself. But it was not like you put up much of a fight either; you gladly welcomed the affection, both of you trying to make up for lost time.

"This is my associate, she's going to sit in on the lesson." Rusty introduces you to Topher Grace, one of the poker trainees. Topher looks knowingly between the two of you, quirking his brow before shrugging.

"Fine by me. I always enjoy having a pretty face around." Topher replies, causing Rusty to stop in his steps, both you and Topher turning to Rusty to see the reasoning for the stop. Rusty blankly stares at Topher, your stomach fluttering at the clear sign of anger on Rusty's face.

"Hey, I mean, you're not so bad yourself." Topher jokes, patting Rusty's shoulder before walking away, not noticing that Rusty was not joking around. To ease the tension, you stepped closer and slung your arm around his.

"Easy, tiger." Rusty eased at your comment before turning his head to kiss your forehead.

That takes you back to where you guys were now. You were sitting in while Rusty actively taught the kids.

"Fellas, Fellas!" Topher calls out, grabbing everyone's attention. After getting everyone to look, Topher put down his cards. "All reds." You stifled a laugh as everyone cheered for Topher. The cards were indeed all reds, but did he even have a valid hand? Absolutely not. Turning to look at Rusty, you noticed his exasperated face, watching him rest his face on his glass. You sputtered out a laugh, Rusty turning to you with a tired look on his face. You shrugged in response, amused by the situation at hand.

---

Rusty stood behind you at the bar, both of you nursing a drink in hand. Neither of you has said much, relishing in each other's presence. It's almost as if after confessing to one another, everything else fell into place. No longer were you two toying on the line between friendship and romance; taking that step brought you two a comfort that you could only dream of.

"Longest hour of my life." Rusty groans near your ear before letting his head fall in the space between your neck and shoulder.

"I don't know, I'm having fun." You responded, much to Rusty's dismay.

"I'm glad you're having fun." Rusty grumbles over the loud music, causing you to smile before turning around to face Rusty. Even in the crappy lighting. of the bar, Rusty still took your breath away every time you laid eyes on him.

"Thank you for bringing me here, Rusty." The man in front of you tilted his head in confusion. "As much fun as I am having seeing you stressed out because of those rich degenerates, I really am happy to be here with you. Or spending time with you, I guess." Rusty stilled. He wasn't expecting a confession of that magnitude, hell, you weren't expecting it to you. For once, you had Rusty lost for words. Looking at your eyes and down to your lips, Rusty pulled you closer by the waist and pressed his mouth against yours with enough force as if he was trying to showcase all the emotions he felt through the kiss. You reciprocated, matching his pace.

Pulling away, Rusty grinned while trying to catch his breath.

"I would go to a thousand boring poker lessons if it meant you would be there every time." Rusty joked, kissing your forehead before letting his hands fall from your waist to grab your hand. "Anyways, got a job to do."

"I'm excited." You responded, wiggling your eyebrows in amusement.

Rusty led you through the crowd, and you had a view of his back the whole time, feeling a surge of affection at his care for you. Making your way to the back of the club, the music and people dimmed a bit, allowing you guys to rest your ears. Before entering, you let go of Rusty's hand to adjust your outfit, both you and Rusty making small conversation while walking back into the poker room. The two of you did not notice the extra member at the table until you heard a familiar voice.

"That's hard to do, switching from TV to film, right?" Both your and Rusty's ears quirked up, a clear face of shock at the guest at the table.

Danny? You took a step forward, ready to embrace your brother, but Topher spoke up.

"Oh, hey, Russ, we got another player...if that's cool with you." Rusty stared at Danny for a beat, shocked to see his best friend, who was supposed to be in jail, at the table.

You stood there in shock, looking at Danny as if you had seen a ghost. Danny looked at you with a ghost of a smile, quirking his brow at you as if he was gesturing you to snap out of it. When Rusty moved, that’s when you snapped out of it, only averting your glare to the blond as soon as he moved in front of you. Rusty turned to you with a smile and a shrug, totally nonchalant. At Rusty's touch, you eased a little bit, moving to lean against the wall.

Looking at the sight before you, you had no idea what to do. On one hand, you were excited to see your brother again, and on the other hand, you were nervous. You knew for a fact that Danny would not take kindly to the fact that while he was in jail, his best friend decided to make a move he hadn't dared to do before his imprisonment.

"Mr. Ocean, what do you do for a living?" Danny and Rusty played poker with the other actors, but halfway through, you began to notice the glances they would give each other, catching on to the fact that their first con after four years was taking place. You scoffed in disbelief, shaking your head at the two.

"That much money, this early in the game...I'm saying he's holding nothing but face cards." Rusty "teaches" the other players at the table. You noticed Danny looked down to hide the smile on his face, and your heart warmed instantly at the sight. Danny was back, and you were just happy to have your brother back.

At Rusty's lesson, all the actors put their money in the pile, going all in. You bit your lip to hide the smile that was threatening to break out. Danny puts his cards down, revealing four nines and an ace. Every actor at the table groaned at the sight, oddly enough, finally understanding the rules of the game at their loss. Pushing yourself off the wall, you shook your head at Danny, who just smiled back at you with a shrug.

---

After their first con in four years, Danny and Rusty were finally able to have a conversation between the two of them without the presence of prison guards or annoyingly rich nepotism babies. Walking to Rusty's car, where you awaited Rusty and Danny began talking.

"How's (y/n) been, Rusty?" Danny asks, hands in pockets. Rusty scratches his neck and looks over at his friend, trying to be subtle in every way.

"She's been good. Obviously, she struggled at first, but I've been keeping her company." Rusty instantly internally cringes inside; that last comment was anything but subtle.

"I hope that's all you've been doing," Danny says with a smirk, but Rusty knows that Danny was as serious as a heart attack.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Rusty chuckles, trying to appear nonchalant. Danny throws his friend a knowing look before scoffing. Rusty couldn't even probe anymore because they had finally reached his car. He almost tripped over himself when he saw you leaning against the car. It's almost as if you take his breath away every time, he thinks. Rusty thinks he covered himself up fine, but the look Danny is throwing him proves otherwise.

Seeing your brother and your secret boyfriend arrive, you instantly stood up straight. Danny smiles widely, and you mimic him before giving your brother a big hug. Danny lets out an 'oof' before hugging you back with as much feeling.

"When did you get out?" You asked once you let go

"Yesterday, Frank told me where you guys were." Danny then pauses before speaking again. "Actually, he told me where Rusty was at; it's funny that I caught you two here."

'Caught' was a very interesting word to use because of the small comment you froze before quickly recovering.

"Oh, Rusty just invited me over, you know, to hang out for my birthday." I mean, it wasn't a lie, really, you guys were hanging out for your birthday.

"Oh, that reminds me." Danny then fishes something out of his suit jacket, and at the gesture, you believe that you successfully conned the thief. "Here, got this in New Jersey." He dangles a keychain in front of you, and you let out a laugh at the cheesiness of it all.

"Thank you, I was really looking forward to a prison keychain, this is a bit better though."

Lost in the moment, you fail to realize the blond man next to your brother, leaning against the car, just staring at you like you hung the moon and stars. Remembering that Rusty is there, you look back at him, but you had to do a double-take because of his lovestruck stare. Your brother, distracted by his receipt slipping from his jacket, fails to notice you hitting Rusty's shoulder lightly. Rusty raises his hands in defence as if he were saying, 'I can't help it.'

"Shall we get going?" Danny speaks up, causing you and Rusty to snap back to reality.

"Where are we going?"

---

"You want to knock over a casino?" You quipped, half in amusement and half in shock at the fact that after four years, your brother didn't want to get a cheeseburger, but he wanted to rob a Vegas casino.

Danny shakes his head before lifting three fingers. Both you and Rusty did a double-take, caught off guard by the fact that your brother, not even two days out of a four-year stint in prison, wants to rob three banks. You let out a choke of a laugh, suddenly feeling a burst of energy. Rusty mimics your laugh before taking a sip of his coffee.

"Thank god you're back, Danny. I was becoming too much of a proper citizen." You say with a grin. "

"Do you have the plans?" Rusty asks, interrupting you by accident.

"Nope, but I know a place." Rusty nods before Danny stands up. "Just give me a sec, okay." Danny then scoots out of the booth you two were in. Rusty waits for the coast to be clear before grabbing your hand.

"Come here." Rusty mumbles, leaning over the table to give you a quick smooch. Your cheeks instantly bloomed. Glancing around frantically, you looked back at Rusty.

"Rusty? He could be anywhere." You chastised the man infant of you, but the smile on your face completely gave away at the glee you felt from the small kiss.

"couldn't help myself." Rusty grinned, causing you to roll your eyes. Looking to your left, you see Danny come back, instantly pulling your hand away. Rusty chuckled at your panic before leaning back in his seat, not taking his eyes off you. Before Danny had a chance to slip in beside you, you kicked Rusty's leg under the table to stop him from staring. Rusty, though, ignored your attempts to stop him.

"Should we head out? The night is not getting any younger." Danny speaks up as soon as he arrives back at your guys' table. You and Rusty glanced at each other before looking back at Danny with a nod.

Rusty took the initiative to pay while you and Danny left the diner. Brushing some stray crumbs from your shirt, Danny looked at you quizically.

"So...you and Rusty." You froze instantly, not even being subtle with how shocked you were by the comment.

"What about me and Rusty?" you nervously laughed out.

"I don't know, you tell me. You guys seem closer." Danny points out amusingly.

"Well, I mean, we are closer now." That wasn't a lie. "He's been making sure I've been doing okay over the past year since he moved to L.A." Also not a lie.

"That's good to hear," Danny comments reassuringly before looking down at his shoes. "You know, Tess always thought you guys would get together at one point." You blinked twice before glancing inside the diner to look at Rusty. You smiled softly, this not missed by your older brother.

"Speaking of Tess, have you heard from her?" Danny chuckles dryly, putting his hands in his pockets.

"She sent divorce papers if that's what you're asking."

"Did you sign them?"

"Nope." You let out a laugh at the small comment, and Danny joins in.

"She's going to hunt you down, you know?" You warned Danny jokingly.

"Oh, I'm hoping for it."

"Sir? How would you like to pay?" From inside the Diner, Rusty was lost in a trance, looking at you laugh. Turning back to the waitress, Rusty gave an apologetic look before mumbling, 'cash.' Telling the waitress to keep the change as he walked towards the exit, he really couldn't stand not being there while you laughed and smiled; he needed to hear it, or he would go insane.

"Sorry for taking so long." Rusty was about to reach a hand to your lower back, but pulled his hand back in time, clenching it twice to calm himself down. You smiled back at him, Rusty immediately melting on the spot. Maybe it was the fact he was absolutely tired, maybe it was the fact you looked absolutely breathtaking even under the crappy light the diner sign offered, or maybe it was everything combined, but Rusty realized then he would rather die than not have you in his life.

You shivered slightly, the night breeze slowly getting to you. Rusty, noticing, instantly took his suit jacket off and handed it to you.

"Here." You blinked, glancing between Rusty and the jacket. You opened your mouth to protest, a blush coating your cheeks. But Rusty shook his head while draping the jacket over your shoulders. "No ifs or buts." You smiled softly and thanked your man quietly.

"Okay, lovebirds, let's get a move on." Completely forgetting your brother was there, you quickly glanced over to see that your brother had a small smirk after making the comment. Rusty shrugged while you stood there half in shock and half in embarrassment.

Not even three hours after seeing your brother were you and Rusty were about to be found out. Hell, you had an inkling your brother already knew about you and Rusty from his small questions and comments. Yet, you felt no shame; rather, you felt happy knowing that these comments weren't made with anger, but rather, Danny was nonchalant.

Rusty noticed it as well, but if you asked him, he could honestly give less of a fuck. He was too in love with you to pretend he wasn't. Being anywhere near you, Rusty couldn't stop doting on or looking at you. He's yours now; he can't go back to pretending he isn't.

Danny, on the other hand, definitely knew you guys were together, but he was just waiting for you two to tell him. He's not going to pry, but he will tease the two of you into confessing your relationship to him. At first, was he angry that his best friend made a move on his sister when he was eating shitty prison food? Yes. But was this also a long time coming and something he was rooting for? Also yes. Right now, Danny would play the fool and watch the two of you fail at hiding your feelings for each other.

#robert rusty ryan x reader #rusty ryan x reader #oceans 11 fic #brad pitt x reader

chapter four

pairing: rusty ryan x ocean!reader

summary: you and rusty unknowingly have feelings for one another, but with your brothers recent arrest the line drawn between the both of you grows thinner by the second.

warnings: none for this chapter! but MDNI in general pls and thank u

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a/n: sorry guys I basically work full time and have gone back to school so I'm sorry for the wait!!!

You woke up around 4pm to hear your house phone ringing again. Rolling around in your bed, you caught a glimpse of the clock near your bed, reading 4:30 pm in bright red numbers.

You immediately sat up, the drowsiness you felt a second ago fading into shock. Swinging your legs over, you didn't even get up from bed before someone called you. You unplugged your phone before picking up, not even bothering to see who was on the other end.

"Hello?" You groggily answered.

"Did you just wake up?" Rusty questioned at the end of the line. Hearing his voice, you instantly awoke, suddenly remembering last night. You coughed just to give you time to answer.

"Yeah, it's almost as if someone took me out at 2am." You sarcastically responded. You heard Rusty chuckle on the other end of the line.

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to grab something to eat." At Rusty's proposal, you suddenly grew insecure. After last night, there was no definite label you could put on you and Rusty. Was last night a fluke, or was it the start of something greater? You needed to be straightforward with Rusty to get to the bottom of your own question.

"Like a date?" You asked, holding your breath for an answer.

"Yeah, exactly like a date." You sat up at his answer, feeling all the stress go away.

"Okay, yeah, that's cool." You mentally slapped yourself for your own answer.

"Great, pick you up in an hour?" You agreed, and both you and Rusty ended the call. You jumped up from your bed and did a little dance. Finally, after so many years of doubting not only your feelings but Rusty's as well, you now have sort of solid proof. After your little celebration, you started getting ready, rushing a bit here and there. In your hurry, you did not see your answering machine light blinking. You didn't even catch it when you were heading out the door to meet up with Rusty.

Stepping out of your apartment building, you're met with a sight straight out of a movie. In the parking lot of your building was Rusty, leaning against his car and smoking. You swear you felt your legs buckle at the sight. Rusty wore one of his classic suits and sunglasses, looking incredible.

Walking towards him, Rusty looks up, finally seeing you approach him. Rusty almost drops his cig from his mouth when he catches your appearance. You decided to wear your hair down today and pair a camisole with a skirt and some see-through black tights. Your boots made soft sounds on the pavement as you walked towards Rusty. If possible, his eyes would have bulged out of his head, breaking his glasses.

"Don't you clean up nice?" Rusty grins, making it evident that he was ogling you as he looked you up and down. You shrugged, a slight blush coating your cheeks at the compliment.

"Heard I had a date to go to, wanted to knock some socks off." You tried to nonchalantly reply, but couldn't help but smile at Rusty's grin. Rusty takes a breath from his cig, never taking his eyes off you.

"Want to finish it?" Rusty proposes, holding the cigarette towards you. You widened your eyes a bit at the proposition before nodding softly. Feeling brave, you took a step closer and grabbed Rsuty's wrist, bringing the cig closer to your lips before taking a puff. If you listened closely, you could hear Rusty's breath hitch at the sight, his eyes never leaving your face. Your heart was beating widely in your chest at your bravado, noticing how Rusty never looked away as you finished the cigarette. Feeling a new surge of confidence from Rusty's stare, you trailed the hand that grabbed his wrist to hold the small bud from his fingers before stepping back to blow smoke away from Rusty. Rusty, in response, leaned closer to you in the car, resting his hand on his fist with a silly smile. Stepping on the bud to put it out, you looked back at Rusty, relishing in his stare.

"What?"

"Nothing, just thinking that was the hottest thing anyone has done." Rusty shrugged while you laughed in disbelief.

"I highly doubt that, Rusty, but thanks for the confidence boost." You poke while grabbing the car door handle.

"I'm serious, though, that was way too hot. Have you been practicing that move?" You rolled your eyes to hide your amusement and pushed Rusty slightly with your shoulder.

"Rusty! Please stop talking and get to driving before I decide to go back home." You groaned, which made Rusty even more amused.

"Alright, alright." Rusty sighs while heading to the driver's side of the car.

"So where are you taking me?" You asked Rusty as soon as the two of you entered the car. "Don't tell me it's a surprise because I will flip." Rusty smirks and shrugs.

"Okay, I just won't say anything then." You furrowed your brows and tried to muster your best glare, while Rusty started the car, ignoring your stare. "Also, it's still your birthday, so I have to continue the celebrations." Tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, you tried to calm your heart from beating outside of your chest. If you knew Rusty would be taking you out on a date four years ago, when your brother was arrested, you would've laughed in complete disbelief. The man you have been harbouring a crush on, who it seems like forever, kissed you like crazy at 3 am and is now taking you out on a date. All within the same day. Right now, you couldn't have asked for a better birthday.

Speaking about your birthday, you suddenly remembered Rusty's gift.

"Oh, also, thank you for the gift, Rust. I really appreciate it." You thanked Rusty softly. Rusty turned his head towards you quickly, scared to take his eye off the road for too long, especially since he was carrying precious cargo now. "Where were you even keeping it?" Rusty scratched his head at the question, embarrassed to admit he had the photo stuck to his mirror ever since he moved to L.A.

"It was in my room, I remember you talking about your wall, and you know, I thought it would be cool." Rusty shrugged and turned back to the road. "I mean, I thought you would like it, and I wanted to make you happy." Rusty spoke, tapping his wheel out of nervousness.

"It did." You coughed out, stuck on feeling like you were on cloud nine. "Make me happy, I mean." Your heart was hammering in your chest, and unknowingly to you, Rusty's heart matched the same tempo.

"I'm glad it did." Rusty turned over to look at you, feeling relieved and happy simultaneously. You stared at each other, smiling giddily, before you playfully shoved his shoulder.

"Come on, don't we have a date to get to?"

---

"How's teaching the actors to play poker?" You asked before taking a bite from your food.

"Shitty. I miss being a thief." Rusty sighs while dusting his hands off.

"Well, guess you just have to wait for my brother to return."

"Hopefully sooner than later." Unknowingly to you both, Rusty's words rang truer than both of you thought.

"I'm heading there in a bit if you wanna come with me? To see the rich degenerates themselves." Rusty proposes, leaning back in his seat to spread out more easily. You shrugged in response.

"It seems like a fun way to spend my night watching rich people throw their money around." You joked, causing Rusty to smile.

"Is that the only thing you would enjoy?" Rusty asks while leaning forward. You rolled your eyes.

"Do you always fish for compliments, Rusty?" You asked, quirking your eyebrow in amusement.

"Only from girls that I like." Rusty winks. Your eyes widen at the quip, shocked at the sudden confession. Opening your mouth, you hoped to say something amusing, but you could think of nothing, too flustered to properly think.

"Shut up." Rusty grins at your current state, enjoying your embarrassment.

"Anything else I could get you guys?" Your waitress suddenly appeared, and you mentally thanked her before looking up and seeing how she had zeroed in on the man across from you. You took a breath before sighing.

Rusty was an attractive man, that was a fact. What else you accepted as reality was that there was the possibility of Rusty getting hit on anywhere you went. That was a truth that was hard to swallow. You knew it was silly to feel so frustrated and jealous about the situation since Rusty again confessed that he liked you only a minute ago.

"No, I think we're good. I'll just get the bill." The waitress smiled a little bit too widely and nodded before walking away. You almost relaxed as she walked away until she looked back, and you tensed up again.

"Hey, did you want dessert? I forgot to ask." Rusty sheepishly asked.

"First date and I'm already screwing up." You relaxed at that, remembering that this was, in fact, a date.

"No, it's okay, Rusty…I think I'm ready to go now, honestly." You smiled softly, reaching for your bag beside you. Rusty, sensing your shift in mood, panicked. "Whoa, okay, someone is eager to leave…was the food not good? I debated between two places, but then I remembered you wanted to try it-" You chuckled before shaking your head.

"Rusty, trust me, the food was great, I had a really fun time," you assured Rusty, reaching over to grab his hand mid ramble. Rusty at the gesture felt tingles from the touch, instantly relaxing.

"Okay, that's good…didn't screw anything up?" You shook your head with a silly smile on your face in response. Rusty grinned in response, turning the hand touching yours to fully grab it, your heart warming at the gesture.

"Here is your bill. How will you be paying?" Your moment once again was interrupted by the same waitress. Unfortunately, Rusty lets go of your hand to reach over his jacket pocket for his wallet. Missing his touch, you pulled your hand back before glancing up at the waitress who just handed Rusty the car reader.

The waitress in question was eyeing your date as he paid. You furrowed your brows at her shamelessness. Could she not see that the two of you were on a date? Accompanying your anger, you felt insecurity creeping in. At her ignorance, did it mean that you and Rusty did not look like a couple? Were you that mismatched? After Rusty finished paying, he turned to you, ready to say something smart, but noticed your sulky nature. He furrowed his brows in confusion before seeing you glance at the waitress. Turning his gaze towards the waitress, he noticed how she looked at him, all the pieces clicking together slowly.

Rusty did think it was stupid. How could you not notice how head over heels for you? If you told him to jump, he would say how high, If you told him to hand over his life savings, he would. Rusty completely adored you, and the fact that you were insecure about it just motivated him to show his love even more.

The waitress retreated to grab his receipt, which he did not need. So rusty stood up to grab your attention, which he successfully got.

Looking up, you noticed Rusty outstretched his hand.

"Mi lady, shall we leave?" Rusty asks very cornily. You sighed in amusement while rolling your eyes, your inner turmoil fading.

"Aren't you going to wait for your receipt?" You asked while accepting his hand. Rusty shrugged, pulling you towards the door.

"Nope. I'm a thief, what's one receipt going to do?" Rusty responded before opening the door for you. "Plus, I've been itching to get you alone." He grinned at you while you rolled your eyes again to hide your flustered nature.

"Flattery will get you nowhere, Robert." Rusty followed behind you, grinning at your relaxed nature, internally cheering.

"Using my first name, you mean business." He was trying hard to be gentlemanly, but your outfit was driving him crazy. Rusty could not take his eyes off your skirt or how it hugged your figure. He was just honestly shamelessly admiring the view. What could he do?

Tired of talking to the man behind you, you stopped in your steps, close to his car and waited for him to catch up. Turning around, you were about to say something about his pace, but you caught his eyes trailing from your butt to your face. You froze at the sight before turning your head accusingly.

"Were you walking behind me to look at my butt?" You questioned, a slight blush covering your cheeks. Rusty shrugged, not even ashamed.

"Guilty," Rusty confirmed, causing you to scoff in half disbelief, half amusement. "What? Can't a guy admire his girl?" At the term, your heart skipped a beat. His girl? You repeated in your head, biting your lip in concentration at the comment.

"Your girl?" You repeated. You were happy with the comment, but the lack of conversation about your guys' relationship started getting to you. In complete honesty, if Rusty and you were "official," you would not have felt so insecure at the restaurant. Thus, you needed an answer on what the two of you are, even if the two of you acknowledged your feelings for each other on this early morning.

"Mhm. If you want to make it official, that is." Rusty questions while stepping forward to grab your waist. How could you say no, Rusty standing close to you, his hands on your waist, I mean, this was the perfect combo. Flustered, you nodded your head.

"Yeah, I would like that a lot." You grin, stepping even closer to Rusty. In response, Rusty licked his lips and used his one hand on your waist to softly grab your jaw. You involuntarily let out a soft breath at the contact, locked in the moment. Rusty pulled you closer both by your waist and face, hesitating momentarily. Entirely acting on emotion, you inched closer. At the slight movement, Rusty fully kissed you.

The kiss was not too soft or urgent, just the perfect in between. You both moved at your own rhythm, feeling like all the puzzle pieces fell perfectly in place. You snaked your arms around his neck while Rusty moved both hands to your waist, pulling each other in more.

But the perfect moment was cut short when a car alarm suddenly went off. Both of you guys jumped apart from each other, lips still a bit open and swollen from the kiss. The two of you blinked at each other before relaxing and letting out a laugh, still holding on to each other. You let your head fall into Rusty's chest while Rusty kept a tight grip on your waist. When the two of you finally stopped laughing, Rusty glanced at his watch out of habit.

"Oh shit, we gotta head out now if we wanna make it to the club on time." Rusty sighed.

"What's the problem? Already dreading going to work?" You joked while Rusty slung his arm around your shoulders.

"Pretty much, got something better I want to do." Rusty joked back before making kissy faces at you, causing you to let out a belly laugh. Rusty smiled softly at the sight. He already knew his feelings for you went beyond a simple crush, but this moment solidified that. He thinks you look the best laughing without a care in the world, and he wishes he could see you laugh like this forever. If he had to choose between an infinite amount of money/hesits and an infinite loop of your smile, Rusty would choose the latter. He was unequivocally bad for you.

The two of you returned to the car, and you took the time to admire Rusty. Mid stare, you noticed Rusty's lips were a bit red, and it looked like there was some shine to his lips. You snorted, causing the man beside you to turn his head in confusion.

"What?"

"Looks like you took some of my lip gloss." You joked just as Tusty looked at the rear-view mirror. Rusty smirked a little at your observation before turning to you.

"Suits me a little more, don't you think?" He jokes back before puckering his lips. You burst out laughing, Rusty joining in after you with a slight chuckle as he started the car. Both of you relished in the soft happiness you two shared as Rusty drove to his workplace. Unknowingly to you both, Danny had just arrived in L.A., about to hop on a taxi to the club where you and Rusty were heading.

#oceans 11 fic #robert rusty ryan x reader #rusty ryan x reader #brad pitt x reader

a blooming love: chapter two

pairing: rusty ryan x ocean!reader

summary: you and rusty unknowingly have feelings for one another, but with your brothers recent arrest the line drawn between the both of you grows thinner by the second.

warnings: none for this chapter! but MDNI in general pls and thank u

a/n: woah this is a long one you guys....

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knock knock

You were awoken from your slumber by two soft knocks on your apartment door. The light from the TV blinded you as you groggily opened your eyes. Looking at your phone, you saw that it was 12:00 am.

knock knock

This time, the knock woke you mentally, the drowsiness softly fading from you as you got up. Stumbling a little at first, you headed to your door while muttering unkind words. Reaching the door, you looked through the peephole and stood straight.

On the other side of the door stood Rusty, with a bouquet of flowers and a gift bag. Suddenly, aware of your appearance, you turned to the mirror in your living room. Checking for any eye boogers or dried spit around your mouth. Fixing your hair before reaching down to your shirt, you froze.

Oh no, you thought. You just realized the shirt you were wearing was one of Rusty's that you borrowed a few years ago. Gulping at the realization, you hoped the certain blond wouldn't notice the shirt or the bright smiley face.

Taking a deep breath, you opened the door to see Rusty prepared to knock again. Rusty, with a grin, dropped his fist before clearing his throat. Before you could chastise him for waking you up, Rusty immediately breaks out into song.

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to woah-!" before he could get another word in, you pulled him into your apartment before shutting your door with a huff.

"Rusty people are sleeping! I'm not trying to anger my already weird neighbours," you hissed at the man in front of you, who smirked that stupid smirk while sizing you up.

"Nice pjs, I'm pretty sure I had a shirt like that." At that, you looked down at your shirt. Shit... You thought, I didn't think he would remember. "I don't know what you're talking about." With a cough, you leaned back into your door, avoiding eye contact with the man before you. Rusty at your apparent avoidance quirks a brow in amusement. Oh, he thought I'mgonna have fun with this.

Rusty puts down your gift and flowers before inching closer with faux seriosness. "Oh no, I think you do actually." It was a very stupid shirt, really. Rusty remembered he let you borrow it once over two years ago when you and Danny stayed at his place after a heist. The shirt really held no importance to him; it had a huge smiley face at the center of the shirt and was white in colour. He's not even sure why he had it in the first place, but he would be lying if he said seeing you in his shirt did not do wonders for his heart.

"Rusty, come on, it's 12am, what are you doing here. Let's talk about that, actually." Rusty shakes his head and steps even closer while you try to look everywhere but him, but it's futile, you can't not look at him. Rusty, even in the darkness of the apartment, looks dashing. He hardly styled his hair and wore a simple grey dress shirt with black slacks. Even in a simpler outfit, you still wanted to jump his bones, and it wasn't helping that he kept coming closer. All you could smell was his stupidly nice cologne, all you could see was his stupidly good-looking face, his slight smile and his lips and-

"I would love to...After we talk about how you also steal from those close to you," Rusty smirks while chewing his gum. In an attempt ot intimediate you, Rusty puts a hand on the door behind you, effectively caging you in. Your breath hitched in your throat at how close he was to you. All you could focus on was his face and how he looked too good chewing what you assumed was mint gum. Trying to push away at your feelings, you rolled your eyes.

"I didn't take you for a dramatic Rust," you joked. Cursing yourself internally at your voice not sounding as strong as you wanted. You bit your lip in annoyance at your lack of strength. Rusty grinned, eyes drifting to your lips quickly before catching your eyes. At a glance, you felt like Cupid came down from heaven and shot you straight in the heart. You think you've never been this close to Rusty before, but he looks even more handsome from here. The light from the TV provides little to no help regarding your ability to see Rusty. You curse at yourself for not turning on the light so you could better see the handsome devil in front of you.

"Sorry, but when I'm with you, my guards come falling down," Rust says this jokingly, but he means it with all his heart. He feels like everything is so easy with you. Whatever you ask for, he would provide, especially now.

Rusty always thought at the back of his mind that you had some interest in him, but that it was minimal at best. But the more he hung out with you, the more he felt like maybe you felt more. His feelings felt validated, especially now when he catches you staring at his lips.

The more he teases, the more you want to shut him up by kissing him, you think. "Oh, be still my beating heart," you dramatically sighed, mimicking his previous pose. You could see Rusty smirking while looking at you, and specifically the place where your shirt had fallen off your shoulder. You felt a warmth spread throughout your stomach at the glance.

Unlike Rusty, you never felt as if he had any sort of attraction towards you until recently. In your opinion, you thought his kindness was because of your brother and your relationship with him. Whenever Rusty would lead you by the small of your back or give you his jacket whenever you were cold, you just chalked it up to him being a good friend. However, recently you began to feel the opposite. It hasn't been until recently that you noticed his eyes following your every movement and lingering on certain parts of your body.

But a voice at the back of your mind kept telling you that you were being delusional and were just going to get into a whole world of hurt if you romanticized your interactions with him. Just when you thought Rusty saw you as more than a responsibility to your brother, the voice creeped up again.

Shaking yourself out of your loving daze, you stood up straight. "Anyways, what are you doing here, rusty?" you asked while heading for the light switch. Rusty frowned at the sudden change in your demeanour.

"Well, it's your birthday, and it's never too early to begin the festivities." Rusty grinned while running a hand through his hair right as soon as you turned the lights on, and my god, you regretted that. Even in the incredibly unflattering overlights, Rusty still looks like he was sculpted by the Greek gods. You sighed dramatically, Rusty thinking it was in response to his statement. Still, in reality, it was because of his ridiculously good looks.

"Also, I got you flowers, you liked lilies, right?" Rusty picked up the flowers before holding them out to you. Your heart quickened its pace at the small comment. Once again, every time you think Rusty doesn't think of you romantically, he proves you wrong again.

With a gulp, you take the flowers from him, trying not to show the blush that ghosted your cheeks or the slight tremble in your hands. Rusty saw it, though; he saw how your eyes lit up and how you blushed. But he specifically noticed the way your mouth parted a bit in shock. At that moment, Rusty swore he could kiss you.

Really? Danny is still in prison while you are courting his sister. There goes the little voice at the back of Rusty's mind. With a cough, Rusty looks away and towards the gift. "Also, I got you a little gift."

There goes your heart again. At this point, you think he should just rip your heart out of your chest; it's his anyway. Your blush, if possible, felt like it deepened. "Rusty, you really shouldn't have." You were about to grab the gift, but Rusty stops you, his hand grabbing your wrist.

Seriously, if Rusty didn't stop, you felt like you would die from this little dance you two were doing.

"Actually, I want you to open it up after." You quirked a brow at that.

"After? after what? It's 12am, Rusty." Rusty let go of your wrist, and you already missed his warmth.

"Exactly. But its a surprise so..." rusty grabbed your shoulders and twisted you around so now he faced ypur back. "go get changed into something comfy." rusty slowly pushed you towards your room, you tried to protest but the feeling of his hands on your back made you recluse back into your mind again.

You really hope Rusty sees you more than in a platonic way. However, you still couldn't wrap your mind around that possibility. These thoughts persisted as you changed into something more appropriate. Opting to wear blue jeans and a black shirt, remembering that Rusty mentioned to wear something casual.

Rusty waited for you on the opposite end of the door, trying to pretend he wasn't entirely affected by being in your apartment, where everything screamed 'you.' Rusty tried to busy himself by walking around your living room, looking at the random trickets. As he looked around, his eyes locked on a wall near the kitchen where several frames were hung.

Rusty let his eyes drag around each frame, barely taking any of them until he found a picture with the two of you in it.

In the photo, Rusty had his arm slung around you, pulling you tightly into his chest as you wrapped your arms around his waist. Both of your grins are very visible. Rusty smiled at the photo, feeling his chest warm at the memory.

The photo Rusty recalls was taken after you, Rusty, Danny, and Tess went to Italy. Rusty and Danny were looking to complete a heist unbeknownst to you or Tess. You were aware of their occupations, hell, you were even in some of their operations, but asking you to lie to Tess was the last thing you wanted to do, so obviously, they both decided to omit the details of the trip. Rusty wonders if you knew that the two thieves were up to, but honestly, he didn't care.

In Italy, Rusty thinks you never looked more beautiful. The little outings that the four of you shared brought you and Rusty even closer. Rusty always thought you were attractive, but he never really got to know you like he did on the trip. While Danny and Tess walked before the two of you, you and Rusty would have your own conversations. When you and Tess bonded over your shared love of art, Rusty couldn't stop his heart from hammering at his chest at the twinkle in your eye. Rusty, in the month the four of you were in Italy, fell for you. he remembers trying to not make it painfully evident that he felt for you more than platonically. Still, he remembers Tess catching him looking at you for a little too long once or twice.

Your secret is safe with me, Rusty. Tess whispered to him one day after dinner. Danny and you were too busy to notice as you bickered over something stupid. Rusty remembers choking on his water then, before smiling shyly. Thanks, Tess. Rusty remembers coughing out as the two shared a quick look before laughing.

"Ok, I'm ready for whatever this mysterious trip is." Rusty was knocked out of his trance by your voice. He turned around and wasted no time before checking you out. Rusty let out a low whistle before smirking while chewing his gum.

"You clean up nice," Rusty complimented as his eyes trailed up. You rolled your eyes, trying to ignore how loud your heart was hammering in your chest as he unabashedly checked you out.

"Rusty, I'm literally wearing jeans and a shirt," you sighed with a small laugh while going to grab your phone and watch. Leaning down to grab your things from the table you were sleeping in front of just a while ago, you didnt notice the way Rusty's eyes followed you and lingred on your butt as you leaned down. Rusty wasn't trying to fight himself anymore; he had no more energy left to fight what he felt for you. For Rusty, remembering the Italy trip and how he wished to be close to you caused something to switch inside him. He was going full force now, danny be damned.

As you got back up, Rusty quickly looked away and chewed his gum a bit harder, tryign to appear like he wasnt starring at your butt.

"Shall we head out, milady?" Rusty cringed immediately after saying that. What is wrong with me? Rusty internally questioned as the two of you moved towards your door. You quirked your eyebrow at him at the comment, trying to hold back a laugh.

"Milady? Is that your new nickname for me?" you joked while slipping on your sneakers. Rusty looked offended at that.

"Trust me, your new nickname would be better than that. I'm not some man from the 1800s. Your new nickname will be more modern than "milady." You and Rusty were off as soon as you finished putting on your shoes. Leaving your apartment, the two of you headed down to his car, joking with one another the whole way. Once you both reached his car, Rusty opened the door for you before heading to the driver's seat.

"So are you going to tell me where we're going now?" Rusty shook his head. "Once again, it's a surprise, princess." You furrowed your brows at the nickname.

"Princess?? Are you just going to be testing our nicknames the whole night? If so, I'm going back home now," you joked. Rusty shrugged while starting the car. "Why, what's up with princess? Do you prefer something like I don't know, angel?" You felt your heart roar at the same time the car came to life. Really, Rusty would be the death of you if he didn't just shut up.

"Shut up, please."

"Whatever you say, babe," you groaned, bringing your hand to your face, half in annoyance, half to cover the blush on your face."

Babe...you sighed internally. It's going to be a long night , you thought while smiling softly.

#rusty ryan x reader #robert rusty ryan x reader #oceans 11 fic #rusty Ryan fic #Robert “rusty” Ryan x reader #rusty Ryan x ocean!reader

a blooming love: chapter one

pairing: rusty ryan x ocean!reader

summary: you and rusty unknowingly have feelings for one another, but with your brothers recent arrest the line drawn between the both of you grows thinner by the second.

warnings: none for this chapter! but MDNI

a/n: I used to write fics like yearrrrrrs ago when I was in hs but the lack of rusty ryan fics made me pick up the pen again

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ding!

with the sound of the wind chime, you entered the diner looking for the person you came here to meet. scanning the restaurant, you recognize the spikes of dirty blond hair and instantly feel your heart quicken. it's crazy you think you could recognize the man from the back of his head; it also scares you to think how much you know about rusty.

rusty ryan, your brother's best friend.

rusty ryan your brother's partner in crime.

rusty ryan, the man. you've had feelings for since meeting him all those years ago.

walking towards the booth he sat in, you couldn't help the smile breaking out of your face. you would feel embarrassed at how giddy you were if you weren't so excited to sit down with rusty for one of your weekly meetups.

ever since your brother went away to prison and rusty moved to L.A., he's been keeping you company with small things like these weekly check-ins. You think its more of the obligation rusty must feel towards your brother, which couldn't be further from the truth for rusty.

Rusty, unbeknownst to you for the longest time, has been harbouring the same silly crush, but how could he make a move on his brother's sister? especially when said brother is currently in jail. it just wouldn't seem right, rusty thinks, but still, he couldn't stop thinking about you.

"hey, rusty." you greeted as you slid into the booth.

"hey (y/n), you look..." rusty leans forward and gives you a once over before meeting your warm gaze, "really good today." for someone who was supposed to not be flirting with his best friend's sister, he is doing precisely that. Rusty couldn't care less; he was already breaking the rules just by thinking of you romantically.

in response to the compliment, you grew flustered. once again, your heart quickened, but it wasn't your fault. how could it be when rusty sat across from you looking so good. you couldn't help it; I mean, at the end of the day, you were a woman who could resist the Ken doll in front of you?

rusty, as usual wore one of his very savvy suits. today, he decided to pair a grey dress shirt with a black blazer and black slacks. You couldn't help but feel underdressed in your own outfit. today you paired a pair of bootcut jeans with a shirt with some kind of motorcycle. unbeknownst to you, rusty could care less about what you wore. frankly, he thinks you would look good wearing a potato sack. even then, he would still want you.

"thanks, rust, you don't look too bad yourself." you complimented, noticing how Rusty's smile grew even bigger. at that, you couldn't help but mimic his smile.

"hello! how are you guys today?" both you and Rusty were shaken out of your little lovesick moment at the sudden appearance of your waitress. you and Rusty ordered, and your food arrived not long after. both of you entered a comfortable balance of eating and talking, just relishing in each others presence.

"so your birthday is tomorrow; got any plans, kid?" you rolled your eyes at the nickname. Rusty knowingly smirked, knowing you hate the nickname, but found it amusing just to tease you occasionally (because he found you incredibly cute when you got a little frustrated, but he would never admit that aloud...actually, he probably would).

"rusty, I'm practically 30 now. You got to let the nickname go." you tried to sound annoyed but failed. As much as you pretended to be annoyed by his little antics, you couldn't help liking the little banter between you both (because you felt it was the only time the lines between you and rusty got blurred).

"maybe tomorrow I'll come up with a new one." rusty shrugged and leaned back in his booth. you snickered before responding, "Did it take all your brain might to come up with 'kid'?" Rusty mockingly gasped. "how did you know?" you laughed at his mock shock.

"but seriously, what are you going to do tomorrow?" your birthday was always a big deal to your brother; since your parents passed, Danny felt obligated to do anything to bring the family together. so spending this one without him or your sister would be challenging for you. the lack of plans just reminded you how lonely you were and how much you missed your family.

you shrugged. "Danny's currently...unavailable. basher is halfway across the country on a job, my sister is in Europe, and Frank is currently well...not Frank. Lou and Tammy are also unavailable, so." you fidgeted with your cup of coffee while trying to fight, feeling disappointed. It was your 30th birthday, and I mean, you were allowed to feel a bit disappointed.

rusty frowned at the sight of your disappointed face. from what Danny told him, he understands why you would be slightly disappointed.

"so you got no plans." rusty confirms, trying not to make it sound like he was rubbing it in.

"no rusty, none at all...why?" Rusty shrugs and leans forward in his chair. He reaches over the table and lays his arm close to yours, and you can't help but mentally kick yourself for feeling so giddy over the closeness. what am I? a schoolgirl? I'm almost thirty, and here I am, feeling flustered over not even a touch but the possibility of one. you thought to yourself.

Rusty taps the space near your elbow and smiles softly. "if that's the case, I'll take you out tomorrow, birthday girl. just be ready for my arrival." you frowned at him and shook your head.

"We don't have to do anything rusty; it's just my birthday." Rusty clicked his tongue before touching your arm. You couldn't help but feel a little bit silly for relishing in the slight touch.

"I don't think you understand that I'm taking you out, and that's that." Rusty firmly stated. you bit your lip to stop smiling too wide before looking down at your cup with a sigh. from his angle, you looked tempting. A stray piece of hair fell, and he instantly went to tuck it behind your ear but stopped.

at the end of the day, rusty knew that you two were adults and free to make your own decisions. Still, if he were to swoop in now and make his move on you, it would look like he was just waiting for Danny to be out of the picture before making his move. as strong as he felt for you, rusty couldn't do that to Danny, hell he was like a brother to him.

rusty cleared his throat and leaned back into the booth, trying to increase the space between you two so he wouldn't do anything he couldn't take back. to calm his own beating heart, rusty cleared his throat again.

"Plus, what kind of friend would I be to your brother if I didn't care for you during this trying time." Rusty joked. internally, you sighed again, the warmth you felt before that comment instantly fading away. once again you were reminded that rusty was doing this out of an obligation to your brother. once again, you deluded yourself into thinking that rusty saw you more than your family.

to fight back against your own disappointment, you also leaned back into your seat and forced a smile.

"so what time should I be expecting you then?" rusty felt your mood switch and couldn't figure out why. did I say something wrong? rusty asks himself, trying to find an answer before moving past your sudden change in demeanour.

"it wouldn't be a surprise, would it now?" Rusty smirked at you before taking a sip of his coffee.

you narrowed your eyes at this, knowing no good could come from that ridiculously good-looking smirk. regardless, you still felt giddy at the idea of celebrating your birthday with rusty tomorrow. yet you couldn't help but remind yourself that Rusty most likely does not like you romantically. but you couldn't ignore the small delusional voice from the back of your head telling you that rusty could possibly see you outside of being his best friend's little sister.

#rusty Ryan x reader #rusty ryan fic #oceans 11 fic #ocean eleven fic #Robert rusty Ryan x reader

a blooming love: chapter three

pairing: rusty ryan x ocean!reader

summary: you and rusty unknowingly have feelings for one another, but with your brothers recent arrest the line drawn between the both of you grows thinner by the second.

warnings: none for this chapter! but MDNI in general pls and thank u

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a/n: never been to griffith observatory. i am a canadian girl who has only been to one (1) americna city and that was seattle and i was 5 at the time :D

"Rusty, no way….the Griffith Observatory?" You said in awe as Rusty parked the car and grinned at you.

"Yeah, I know you love this place, but I thought it would be cool to bring you here." Rusty nonchalantly said, causing you to turn your head back to the man in front of you with wide eyes.

"Yeah, but I thought they closed at 10? Did you get us evening passes or something?" You innocently asked, forgetting that you and Rusty could effectively break into places. Rusty, in response, scoffed and pointed to the two flashlights in the backseat.

"No, but it's cute that you thought that. Truly." Rusty then reaches into the back seat to grab the flashlights.

"Of course, I forgot you were a menace." You joked while grabbing a flashlight he offered to you. Rusty quirks a brow at you in disbelief.

"Do I need to remind you of your own crimes? You're not that innocent, (y/n)." You shrugged at the comment as Rusty opened his door, and you followed right after him.

"Well…you got me there, Mr. seasoned criminal," you sighed in defeat, not even trying to fight the smile beaming on your face.

"Would that make you Mrs. seasoned criminal?" Rusty quipped as he played with his flashlight. Even at the silly question, your stomach did backflips. Glancing at Rusty, you wonder how he can act nonchalantly while jokingly flirting with you. Honestly, it was starting to drive you a little crazy. So, being fed up with this dance the two of you were doing, you decided maybe it's time to play along a little, you also wanted to see Rusty squirm a little. But somehow, even with your staring, you didn't notice how Rusty's ears tinged pink at his own question.

"That would imply that we're married, Rusty." In response to your joke, Rusty choked on his own spit while you stopped in your own tracks. Smirking at his reaction, you couldn't help but joke around some more. "Is that what's in the gift bag? Is there a ring in there?" you questioned with a face full of fake seriousness.

Rusty, in response, keeps walking to cover up the blush that now dusts his cheeks. he doesn't mind you flirting with him, actually, he enjoys. What he wasn't expecting was his own reaction. He feels like he's usually the one who makes you flustered; he feels like the earth shifted beneath him when you turned it around on him.

"I don't know…guess you'll have to see." Rusty shrugged as you caught up with him.

The two of you eventually reached the emergency exit at the back of the observatory, rusty waves at the camera, and the light on it immediately turned off.

"Got a man on the inside?" You questioned as Rusty opened the door.

"Just for tonight," Rusty winks while holding the door. You walked in, and Rusty followed you immediately after. You stood there momentarily waiting for Rusty to move, but he also stood right next to you, flashlights on.

"So do you know which way to go?" you asked, looking around. You both currently stood in a hallway with two ends. Looking between the left and right side, Rusty looked back at you, then shrugged.

"I thought you knew which way to go…wait, don't you come here like all the time?" Rusty questioned you with a furrow in his brow.

"First of all, all the time is an exaggeration," you scoffed before placing your hand on one hip. "Second of all, I never entered through the emergency exit before! I usually enter through the front, like a normal person." Rusty rolled his eyes in response before pointing to the left side.

"ok, let's go through there then." Rusty gestures to you to go ahead, and you do so, but not without rolling your eyes. "Normal person, this normal person that, need I remind you that time I had to bail you out?" Rusty smirks while you scoff.

"Rusty, that was one time. Need I remind you all the times I had to bail you out?" Rusty still had that stupid smirk on his face while you attacked him back. He was enjoying this, and you would be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it too.

"Touche, princess." Rusty relented, which you would've appreciated if you hadn't noticed the nickname he gave you. Your stomach did backflips once again, and you couldn't help but feel like, even though you won the battle, Rusty still will win the war.

"Yeah, I told her I couldn't come to dinner with her parents." You guys heard a security guard walking at the end of the hallway. And by the sound of it, he wasn't alone. Looking for a way out, you spotted a storage room to your right. Immediately, you headed towards it, praying that it was open. Rusty followed quickly behind you, and just to your luck and someone's incompentence, the storage room was open. Quickly, you pulled Rusty in.

In the small storage room, you and Rusty stood close to one another. So close that you could feel Rusty's breath on your face. Your back was pressed against a shelf, while Rusty stood against you with one hand beside your head, gripping the shelf. You didn't dare move, half in fear of making a noise that might alert the guards that passed the storage room, half in fear of accidentally kissing Rusty. With your heart hammering in your chest, you couldn't help but glance at Rusty's lips and imagine how they would feel on yours. To stop yourself from kissing Rusty, you glanced back up to his eyes to see him firmly focused on you; his gaze in the dark room appeared to be even darker. You noticed how he furrowed his brows, as if he was struggling too.

Rusty was really trying to be a gentleman, but you were making it so hard for him. When you pulled him into the room, he really tried not to make it painfully apparent that he wanted nothing more than to kiss you in the dark and dusty storage room. He initially mentally thanked the guards for passing by them. Still, when he locked in and focused on you, Rusty started to struggle with not kissing you. It's not his fault that you look so perfect before him. At the end of the day, he's just a man, a man who's unconditionally in love with you. When Rusty noticed you glancing between his eyes and lips, he swore he could've folded right then and there if you had asked. But Rusty was a gentleman; he would hold himself back until he couldn't anymore.

"I think they're gone now." Rusty pulls back away from you with a cough. You blinked a few times just to ground yourself back in reality before coughing.

"Yeah, let's go?" You questioned, cringing when your voice did not come off as strong as you hoped.

"Let's go, princess."

You and Rusty eventually found your way to the main lobby. The two of you toured the observatory, your nerding out here and there while Rusty watched you with a twinkle in his eyes. You rambled about your interests while Rusty listened carefully, chiming in every now and then, which caused your heart to flutter at his full-on attention being full on you. Halfway through your mock tour, you realized that your feelings for Rusty were too strong to ignore and that maybe, just maybe, Rusty felt strongly towards you in his own way.

Rusty really couldn't stop admiring you. In his mind, the Italy trip be damned, you never looked more beautiful than this night. Rusty, similar to you, also felt his feelings for you grow even more if that was possible. He was utterly and unconditionally in love with you.

You and Rusty left the observatory around 3 a.m. Not noticing how much time passed while you two had fun. The two of you were making small conversation in the car, Rusty opening the door for you with a small joke that had you feeling bubbly all the way to your toes.

The car ride to your apartment was quiet, the radio playing some soft tunes as if they knew about the night you two shared. In the car, you didn't shy away from admiring Rusty as he drove, the night causing you to be brave about your feelings. You were riding on a high, the little voice at the back of your head crushed by hope.

Rusty felt your stare and relished in it. Compared to your closed-off demeanour at your apartment, Rusty was happy that you were showcasing your feelings so brazenly now. Whenever he was stopped at a red light, Rusty turned back to you and couldn't help but smile widely, causing you to mimic his smile. However, when he reached your apartment, Rusty felt a twinge of disappointment, not wanting this night to end, especially since you weren't so shy with your feelings anymore.

You felt the same; you didn't want this night to end, but it had to. With a sigh, Rusty and you exited the vehicle, which you weakly tried to stop. "Rusty, you don't have to walk me to my door."

"Trust me, I want to." Rusty softly spoke as he followed you. No words were spoken between you and Rusty, the two of you falling into a comfortable silence. Additionally, it was as if you two had no words to say other than to admit to each other what you felt. Even a small talk felt like it was a barrier between what you actually wanted to say.

When you both reached your door, you unlocked it before turning around to face Rusty, keeping it unlocked. Rusty stood before you, hands in his pockets, staring at you. Rusty stood there trying to contain himself from making a move. You smiled softly at Rusty, your stomach blooming with warmth as you remembered the night you shared. You appreciated how Rusty treated you tonight; you couldn't have asked for a more perfect night. With your heart filled with admiration and love, you felt brave enough to step forward and kiss Rusty on the cheek.

Rusty swears he felt his heart explode. You were too sweet for him; he could never compare. He was frozen in shock; he didn't know what to do. It's not like Rusty has never gotten kissed on the cheek before; he thinks he's been kissed almost everywhere on his body. But you, kissing his cheek, he swore he couldn't have been more in love with you.

"Thanks for tonight, Rusty. I couldn't have asked for a better night." You softly thanked as you stepped away. Rusty had to reboot himself in that moment to respond appropriately.

"Yeah, uh, I'm glad you had fun." Rusty was beyond flustered, and you noticed. You gigled at his flustered state before reaching for your door.

"Goodnight, Rusty." You spoke softly while stepping inside your apartment.

"Goodnight, (y/n)." Rusty responded before turning around to walk away. You shut your door with a soft click and immediately let your forehead fall against the wood. Your heart hammered so hard in your chest, you felt as if it was going to jump out of your chest, but you couldn't wipe the smile from your face. Unfortunately for you, you were so in love with the blonde. Rusty, undoubtedly, was the man of your dreams, and you couldn't hide it anymore. Sighing dreamily, you lifted your head and were about to walk away when you heard a knock on your door again. Raising a brow, you looked in the peephole to see Rusty standing outside your door, almost impatiently. Worried, you opened your door and were about to ask what was wrong, but Rusty beat you.

"I'm sorry." Before you could even ask what, Rusty stepped forward and softly grabbed your face. In the next second, Rusty pulled you closer and kissed you. In that moment, you swear your heart actually did fall out of your chest. You were so shocked that you couldn't even fathom what was happening, to the point that you didn't reciprocate the kiss.

Rusty felt your lack of reciprocation and pulled back, but before he could apologize for possibly reading the room wrong, you pulled him back in with just as much passion as he had. Rusty, in response, kissed you back, moving his hands from your face to your waist while yours went around his neck. Rusty pushed you gently back inside our apartment before closing the door with his foot, all without separating from you. He softly pushed you against the door, kissing you with all the feelings that had gone unnoticed for years, and you did the same.

When you both finally needed air, you pulled apart, catching your breath while Rusty grinned widely. You couldn't help but smile, your heart still soaring from the kiss.

"What?" You breathed out with a smile. Rusty shrugged before kissing your forehead.

"I just think you're beautiful." Rusty uttered. Your stomach fluttered at how soft Rusty was being; he trailed his hands from your waist to your face, kissing you in the process. This kiss, compared to the one earlier, was softer, the two of you pouring your leftover emotions into the kiss. When the two of you pulled apart, Rusty kissed the corner of your mouth before humming softly.

"You know I really like you, right?" Rusty confesses while tucking a stray hair behind your ear. Rusty was nervous, but kept his eyes on you, his stare filled with hope and a sense of vulnerability. Your heart warmed at the sight and confession. Yesterday, you were sure that Rusty didn't reciprocate your feelings and the realization that this wasn't a dream but in fact real life made your heart soar. Rusty liked you, and you liked him; you couldn't have asked for a better birthday, and the day barely even started.

"I do too." You confessed back with a big smile. Rusty smiled widely at your reply before you pulled him back in. The two of you kissed until you got tired. Rusty eventually decided to go home without stealing a few more kisses.

When the door closed behind him, you covered your mouth to muffle the squeal you couldn't hold back. Turning around, your eyes landed on the gift bag on the entryway table. Grabbing the bag, you headed to your room, deciding to get ready for bed before opening the gift in some pseudo reward.

After doing your nightly routine, you jumped onto your bed, excited to open the gift. In the small bag, there was a frame wrapped expertly. You make a mental note to compliment Rusty on his wrapping skills while you unwrap the frame. Unwrapped, a one-sided card lay on the gift, reading "Here's another one to add to your collection. -Love rusty." Biting your lip to stifle your smile, you picked up the card and set it aside before admiring the photo.

Laid in a thick wooden frame was a photo of you and Rusty in Italy. Both of you stood before a brick wall, cuddled into one another. Rusty wrapped his arm around your shoulder, tightly pulling you in, while you wrapped one arm around his waist, pulling him in. Rusty was staring down at you with a soft smile. You were looking straight at the camera with a big smile. Looking at the photo, you sighed dreamily; you couldn't believe the man in the photo was the same man you kissed half an hour ago. If you told the girl in the photo that the man who looked at her like she hung the stars liked her romantically, she would've laughed in your face.

Getting up, you placed the photo on your shelf for now. Walking back to your bed, you settled in quickly, feeling tired from the night. Looking at the clock that read 4 a.m., you promised to sleep the whole day away, and you did just that. You even slept through your home phone ringing loudly, ignoring the voicemail left behind.

"Hello, I can't come to the phone. Please leave a message after the beep!"

"Happy birthday, kiddo. Guess who got out on early parole! Anyways, when you hear this, call me back."

#oceans 11 fic #robert rusty ryan x reader #rusty ryan x reader #rusty Ryan x oceans!reader #robert “rusty” ryan x reader

chapter six

pairing: rusty ryan x ocean!reader

summary: you and rusty unknowingly have feelings for one another, but with your brothers recent arrest the line drawn between the both of you grows thinner by the second.

warnings: none for this chapter! but MDNI in general pls and thank u

notes: hey….i know it’s been awhile but honestly life got in the way and I had no inspo to right this MY BADDD and honestly towards the end rusty seems a bit ooc whoops

"Well, if it isn't my favourite group of thieves?" Reuben answered immediately after opening the door to his Vegas mansion. "What? You guys can't visit or call without needing a little money?"

After the dinner meeting, the three of you went over the blueprints of the vault Danny wanted to steal from. There, he revealed the banks he wanted to rob: the Bellagio, the Mirage, and the MGM Grand—all banks owned by Terry Benedict. After reviewing the plans, the three of you booked a trip to Vegas from L.A., ready to set the plans in motion.

"Come on, Reuben, you know you're our favourite millionaire." Danny jokes before stepping into his mansion, Rusty following after, greeting Reuben in his own way. After the two men walked in, Reuben turned to you with a smile.

"If it isn't my favourite Ocean, come here, kid." You chuckled softly before stepping forward to give the millionaire a big hug. "How you been, (y/n)?"

"Eh, same old same old. Nothing new." You shrugged after letting Reuben go. "How about you?" Reuben shrugged too.

"Casinos rise, casinos fall, it's the circle of life." You and Reuben made your way into the house as he talked.

"Oof, yeah, I heard about Benedict." At the mention of his name, Reuben immediately scoffed.

"He's the worst of them, let me tell you." Reuben grimaces while leading the three of you to his backyard. "Oh, I hope you guys didn't eat. I had Brian make us all lunch."

After heading into his backyard for lunch, Danny and Rusty baited Reuben into agreeing to the heist as a way to take revenge against Terry Benedict.

"You guys need a crew that is as crazy as you three are, so who do you have in mind?" Glancing at Danny, he smirked in response.

"Well, including you, we would have...how much Rusty?" Danny turns to his best friend, who shrugs in response.

"About 12 of us, Danny."

"And I assume that the crew will be coming here, you freeloaders." Danny laughs in response to Reuben's quip.

"So, when should I be expecting these schmucks?"

---

"Been looking for you." Standing in Reuben's kitchen, you were pouring yourself a glass of water before Rusty walked in. You two, along with Danny, Reuben and Frank, were waiting for the rest of the crew to show up at Reuben's house.

"Sorry, I'm bored. I don't know what to do. I've asked Frank, like, twice, how life has been." You sighed, leaning against the countertop. Rusty chuckles and makes his way closer to you, and stops right in front of you. You crane your neck up to look at Rusty who is looking at you with anything but an innocent look in his eyes.

The good thing about Reuben's kitchen was that it was pretty isolated; the bad thing was that just beyond the doorway, there was an audience.

It's been about a couple of days since you had Rusty to yourself. With Danny coming back and planning and gathering the other members of the heist, you and Rusty rarely had a moment alone without the fear of being interrupted.

"Mhm, come here." Rusty muttered softly before grabbing your waist to pull you closer. With a surprised giggle, you leaned up to kiss Rusty as he pulled you closer. This kiss quickly was turning into something more as Rusty softly pushed you against the counter, gripping your waist a bit more as he kissed you with more ferocity. Gasping into the kiss at the pressure, you pulled him even closer.

"Missed you so much," Rusty muttered just after the two of you pulled apart for air. Gasping, you nodded in response, too winded to talk, but still wanting to continue kissing. When you caught your breath, you pulled Rusty back in, him chasing your lips with a smile.

If you were to ask how Rusty these past few days were like, he would say it was absolute hell. What was worse for Rusty than not being yours was knowing he could touch and kiss you but couldn't. Every time the two of you would have a moment alone, something or someone would interrupt you two. Rusty was at his wits' end, and he was going to go insane if he didn't have a moment alone with you right this second. So, seeing you in the kitchen, Rusty was about to fall to his knees and thank the lord for blessing him.

Easing back into the kiss, Rusty wanted to be closer to you, and without thinking too hard about it, he grabbed the back of your thighs and lifted you onto the counter. At the jolt, you let out another soft gasp into the kiss. As the two of you got more frisky, you both were interrupted by the doorbell. That did not seem to bother Rusty, though; he kept chasing your lips as you pulled away. His hands that sneakily made its ways under your shirt to hold your bare waist eased out and rested on your thighs while the two of you caught your breath.

"I would've kept going, you know?" Rusty groans as he flops his head into the side of your neck. You half-sighed, half-chuckled at his disappointment.

"Me too, but alas, we have a show to start." You sighed, running your hand through Rusty's hair, fixing it for him. Rusty looked at you with a lovestruck stare while you were keenly focused on his hair. One more minute in this kitchen, and Rusty thinks he'll blurt out that he loves you.

"After this heist, you and I are going on a vacation." Rusty decides as he also fixes your hair. You smiled brightly at the small touches; it honestly felt a little domestic. Your heart was bursting with the need to have Rusty alone, doting on you, becoming too much to bear.

"Can't wait to have me alone, can you?" You joked as Rusty took a step back, creating some distance before he had the urge to chase your lips again.

"More than you know." Rusty sighs dramatically before kissing your forehead as a small gesture of his affection. You blushed at his comment before clearing your throat as a way to ground yourself.

"Rusty, if you keep sweet-talking me, I don't think we will ever leave this kitchen." You groaned, jumping off the counter before taking steps away from the rusty. Rusty chuckled and followed you slowly.

"Maybe that's my whole plan."

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"(y/n) ocean, aren't you a sight for sore eyes." Basher whistled as soon as you walked into Reuben's backyard. Following you, Rusty closed the patio door while Basher gave you a quick hug.

"Hey basher, how's it going?" You asked after letting go of the fellow thief in front of you.

"Wonderful, now that I'm working with proper villains again." Basher cheerily responded while squeezing your arm. Basher looks behind you, spots Rusty a few steps back, and looks back at you with a small smile. "He's not far behind you, as usual." You rolled your eyes at the implication before shrugging.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Basher hummed in response just as Rusty walked up to the two of you.

"This guy's not bothering you, is he?" Rusty says as soon as he gets close to the two of you. You rolled your eyes as Rusty pats Basher on the back.

"Hey, if anything, you're the one who's bothering her," BAsher responds. "Following her like a shadow, I wonder what would happen to the two of you if separated."

You rolled your eyes before looking around. In the back, you noticed a lone figure sitting on one of the daybeds. Looking closer, you immediately recognized the man. "Excuse me for a second."

Rusty watches as you walk away. "Who is that?" Basher asks Rusty. "Bobby Caldwell's kid, Linus."

"Linus Caldwell? "At the sound of his name, Linus looks up, and after a brief moment of shock, a glimmer of recognition flashes in his eyes.

“(y/n) ocean? I recognized your brother's name, but I had no idea you would be here." Linus gets up, and you both share a brief hug.

"It's nice to see you! What, its been like four years?" You ask after letting go. Linus nods with a small laugh. "Yeah, it's been a long time." Linus confirms.

"How are your parents?" At the mention of his parents, Linus reels back a bit and shrugs.

"They're good, you don't think Danny called them right?" You were about to respond, but Danny decided to make his appearance at that same moment.

"Gentlemen, welcome to Las Vegas. Everybody eaten? Good. Everybody sober? Close enough." Danny pauses briefly before looking around at the group before him. "All right, before we get started, nobody's on the line here yet. What I'm about to propose to you is both highly lucrative and highly dangerous. If that doesn't seem like your particular brand of vodka, help yourself to as much food as you like and have a safe journey, no hard feelings. Otherwise, come with me." As everyone began shuffling toward the house, you noticed Linus hesitantly stayed where he was standing. Rueben also notices and steps forward.

"You're Bobby Caldwell's kid, huh, from Chicago?" Linus nods in response.

"Yeah."

"It's nice there."

"Yeah."

"That's wonderful…get in the god damn house." At the exchange, you let out a snort. Give it to Reuben to always tell it straight. Linus immediately walks into the house; you pat Reuben's shoulder as you both follow him in.

---

"Say we get into the cage, and through the security doors there and down the elevator we can't move, and past the guards with the guns, and into the vault we can't open-"

"Without being seen by the cameras." You chimed in.

"Oh yeah, sorry I forgot to mention that." Danny apologizes before Saul can continue.

"Yeah, well, say we do all that. We're just supposed to walk out of there with $150 million in cash on us without getting stopped?" At this, everyone turns to look at Danny, who, with a slight smirk, shrugs before responding with a "yeah."

Saul nods before relaxing into his chair. You smile, knowing that now, everyone is in and ready to carry out the heist.

Danny then begins to explain the heist's plan, assigning roles and whatnot. As Danny takes the lead, you let yourself zone out and automatically hone your attention on Rusty. To your shock, when you do look at him, he's already staring right at you. You're a bit startled before relaxing, and at his stare, you quirk an eyebrow at him. Rusty smirks in response, scratching his chin as he takes you in.

Rusty is amused that it took you this long to notice his stare. The whole time Danny took over the explanation, he had been staring you down at every chance he could get. It's honestly not his fault, he thinks, after years of not touching one another, the fact that he has you to himself is still a dream come true. So you can't blame him for wanting to stare at you or even be near you every second; he needs to make sure he's not dreaming.

You're a bit embarrassed by how unbashful Rusty is now. While others are focused on the heist, you're more focused on not showing how affected you are by your boyfriend's stare. You try to look away, but your eyes unwillingly look back at Rusty, who is now looking at your face. You make direct eye contact with Rusty, and the playful look he's giving you is anything but innocent. It's only when the others start to stand up that you are knocked away from the trance.

"(Y/n), it'll be up to you to get us that room at the Bellagio," Danny says, coming right up to you as the others shuffle out. You blink twice before nodding, straightening yourself up as well. "And get yourself a room, I don't want you to share a room with us apes." Danny jokingly comments before patting your shoulder and walking out of the room. As he does, you and Rusty are left alone, and suddenly the air grows a smidge thicker.

"Have I told you. You look beautiful tonight." Rusty says, crossing the room to get to you. In response, you roll your eyes, pushing yourself off the wall you were resting on.

"Well, it doesn't hurt to hear it again." You joked, grabbing Rusty's hand. Rusty looks down and slightly lifts your interlocked hands. He smiles to himself softly before looking at you again. A soft look coats his face, and honestly, from your view, he looks absolutely smitten. At his stare, you flush, feeling just as smitten as he looks.

"I'll repeat a million times more if needed." He says before dipping his head down a bit more to press a kiss on your cheek. Rusty was acting a bit cautious with his affection as he didn't want the two of you to get caught, especially not by your brother.

"You're such a sap." You giggle, looking up at Rusty through your lashes.

"Yeah, but I'm your sap." He smiles before kissing your cheek again.

"You know, Danny told me to get my own room." You mention, looking over Rusty's shoulder to make sure there were no intruders.

"So I've heard." Rusty hums, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear.

"Which means a lot more privacy." You ponder out loud, to which Rusty hums again. "Do you have any ideas in mind?"

"I'm sure I can think of things to do." Rusty leaned in again after he said this, kissing your jaw this time.

"Rusty." You warn. "Mhm." He responds, kissing right below your jaw this time. "Anyone can walk in."

"Yeah, but at this point, let them," Rusty responds, all care thrown out the window as he kisses further down your neck. Biting back a whimper, you somehow muster the strength to push Rusty back. At the push, Rusty looks almost devastated at the fact that you didn't let him continue his relentless teasing.

"Just one more day, okay?" You assure Rusty, cupping the side of his face. Eusty sighs before nodding.

"It better be, I'm not sure how much longer I can go with having you in my sights but not being able to be with you."Rusty sighs, grabbing the hand that is cupping your face. He turns slightly, pressing a kiss to your open palm.

"Hey, it's killing me too, you know." Rusty smiles at your confession and kisses your pulse point in response.

"I guess we're both saps then," Rusty responds, causing you to laugh softly.

"Yup!" You lean up to kiss Rusty on the cheek before reluctantly letting go of his hand. "Let's go before my genius of a brother gets suspicious." You groan, walking towards the living room exit.

"Suspicious of what?" Danny says, turning the corner. You jump back a bit, shocked but also afraid.

"Uh, nothing. Just the fact that I wasn't paying attention to your whole plan, yeah, know since we collectively made the plan together." You awkwardly lied. Danny raises a brow at you before glancing at Rusty behind you, who was trying to hold back his laugh.

"Yeah…for sure. Anyway, we've got an early day tomorrow. Reubens is allowing us to stay the night, but I think we should plan how we go to the Bellagio tomorrow." Danny says, settling down on one of the couches. Rusty clears his throat as you avoid looking at both of them. You sat down beside Danny, and the three of you began to brainstorm.

"You and Rusty should enter together. They'll buy the whole couple schtick, and the rest of us will enter throughout the day."

The plan, for the most part, was that you and Rusty would get the two rooms. The first room is for you, and the second is for friends who weren't able to check in themselves because their flight was delayed. If any questions were asked, the two of you, along with your friends, were having one last hoorah before your "marriage."

"I guess I can start looking for engagement rings." Rusty jokes before yawning. You roll your eyes and stand up with a huff.

"Well, if that's all, then I'm gonna go hit the hay. Got an early day with my imaginary soon-to-be-fiancé, apparently." You stretch before stifling a yawn. "Goodnight, boys." Luckily for the three of you, Reuben had three rooms available.

Once you left the room, Danny looked behind to make sure you left before turning to Rusty with an accusatory stare.

"Are you sweet on my sister, Rusty?" At the sudden question, Rusty chokes on his spit.

"Uh, what?" Rusty chokes out.

"You heard me." Rusty sighs and rubs his neck.

"First of all, are we still in the 60's?" Danny rolls his eyes at the joke. "Second of all, I'm I that obvious?"

"You've been that obvious for years." Rusty widens his eyes at that. "What? Don't you think I noticed all the staring and the lingering glances? You're my best friend, Rusty and (y/n) is my sister. I have to notice everything about you two."

"I'm your best friend?" Danny chuckles at THAG before shaking his head. "No, seriously, I'm honoured."

"Don't change the subject," Danny warns. "Anyways, all I'm going to say about this is that the thing between you two, it's been a long time coming." Rusty looks down at his hands, trying to come up with a response.

"So…this means I have your blessing?" Rusty asks as he looks up.

"Now who's acting like they're in the 60's?" Danny smirks; Rusty chuckles in response but is still waiting for an answer. Rusty can't lie: while he loves being with you, the fact that he was hiding the relationship from not only his best friend but also your brother has been eating at him. All he really needs to feel settled is your brother's blessing for his relationship. While losing you would hurt, losing his best friend would hurt just as much. But Rusty would never admit this aloud to Danny; he would absolutely never live it down.

"Yes, Rusty. You have my blessing." Immediately after Danny says this, Rusty instantly relaxes. He wasn't really aware how tense he was until this moment, but once again, who could blame him? "I just don't want to hear anything, you know that's still my sister."

"You sure? Because I wanted to talk about how I love holding her like really close, and you know caress-"before Rusty can even continue, Danny launches a pillow at him. "Dude? What are you five?"

"Five minutes away from killing you."

"Hey, now what would (y/n) say about that?"

Both of them sat there laughing and enjoying each other's company. For Danny, this was the longest he had laughed or felt this relaxed since his incarceration. Rusty ultimately missed his best friend and was forever grateful to him for bringing you into his life.

#oceans 11 fic #robert rusty ryan x reader #rusty ryan x reader #brad pitt x reader