(Sorry it’s not the best. It started out stronger than it ended so I hope you all like it.) @shaydeevee33
So I promised a fellow Yancy stan a fanfic and I really hate to disappoint so here we are.
Warnings: Super fluffy and lovely ft. our prison gang and our lovely little DA.
Yancy hated to get his hopes up for anything, especially when it came to people. He had been taught from a very young age that the only one he could rest complete faith in was himself. But there was just something about you. He didn’t know how to describe it but something about you was so alluring to him. The way you looked sweet as sugar but could put up a serious fight if need be. The way your eyes sparkled when you heard his musical number. It made him want to trust you in a way he had never trusted anyone but himself.
So when you tried to break out he decided to help you, even if the last thing he wanted was to watch you go. Of course you had promised to come and visit him on visitation day, and for the first time in a long long time he had allowed himself to trust. Now he sat here in line for visitation ringing his hands nervously and looking anywhere but the curious stares of his family. He had never been in line for visitation and all he had to say was that right now he hated it. He hated feeling the aura of curiosity from those around him, he hated their stares that seemed to penetrate his skin like a laser. For the first time since he was first brought here he felt nervous.
It came in waves really smaller at first then growing larger and larger as time went by. He felt the waves begin to wash over him and consume him. He suddenly felt as if his lungs were empty, he tried to take a deep breathe but all he could get was a shallow sharp inhale. He suddenly felt his body start to get tingly. It was an almost buzzy feeling as if tv static had somehow manifested itself into a physical feeling. He felt it first in his toes, the tip of his nose and his fingertips.
Then suddenly it was everywhere as it got harder and harder to breathe. He felt himself go from short silent breathes to heavy gasping. Still despite all of his breathing his lungs felt empty as if someone had a vacuum and was sucking out all the air he was taking in.
“.....YANCY!” was the last thing he heard before it all seemed to go dark
I walked into the doors of happy trails penitentiary giving the Director and guards a quick smile before ducking into the cafeteria where visitation was happening. I sighed a breathe of relief when I wasn’t immediately recognized and arrested. I mean unlike Mark I had been smart and temp dyed my hair and wore colored contacts to the heist. Coupled with that and my fake name and I.D. (courtesy of a friend who owed me a favor) I would be surprised if Mark himself recognized me. Which now that I put more thought into it was kind of the point. I glanced down at my watch checking the time 10:15, good I should have around three hours to talk with Yancy now I thought as I leaned back in my chair watching the door as the guard walked over.
As he opened the door prisoners filed in one by one, some rushing with sheer joy towards their family or friends. Others making their way to tables with a seemingly rehearsed statuesque composure. I waited for Yancy to come in impatiently, my foot tapping the ground rapid fire. I scanned the faces like a security camera looking for any hint of the bombastic over the top musical nerd with the cute accent and cool greaser style that I had come to see. The last people started to trickle into the room and I felt my heart sink into my stomach. Did he not want to see me? Had I done something to annoy him last time and that was the real reason he wanted me gone?
I know I had hurt him during our fight but I honestly hadn’t meant it I had been reacting on pure instinct and adrenaline. As soon as I felt the familiar panic start to set in a small package with a sticky note on it was placed on the table in front of me. I turned to say something to the person but thy were gone. I picked up the package and read the note ‘We know it’s you change into the uniform and wig. Heapass will help you from there.’~Tiny
I felt the panic rise in my chest as I shuffled my way into the rest room and changed. I knew that this was dangerous, I mean this could land me back in here permanently but I had to check on Yancy. I walked out of the restroom to be greeted with a young man with a slightly sinister smirk and a hidden tattoo. “I take it your the Y/n loser who put Yancy into the infirmary?” He said with a dry chuckle and a sneer.
“HE’S WHERE?!! I shrieked once we had made it into the cells part of the building. “Jeez woman hes in the infirmary like I said calm down.” Heapass said to me shrugging as if it was no big deal at all. I grabbed him harshly by the shoulders turning him to me quickly. “Take me to him right now.” I grumbled harshly probably scaring the poor man senseless. “Ah jeez sure lets go.” he said as he grabbed my arm and dragged me to the infirmary.
I woke up in the infirmary bed with tiny sitting next to me looking disappointed. “You know you would have saved us all a lot of trouble if you had just told us how nervous you were getting.” I looked away ashamedly “I’m sorrys I worieds youses.” (And i’m sorry for my terrible attempt at writing accents) I said awkwardly feeling terrible for causing them any kind of trouble. “Wait whats about Y/n? Theys didn’t show up did they?” I let out a defeated sigh as I looked to her for confirmation of my fears.
However before she could answer the door was flung open and I was tackled into a hug. I looked down confused to see someone I didn’t know with their stomach buried in my chest crying their eyes out. “I’m sorry I didn’t know you were hurt I came to see you and when you didn’t show I thought maybe you never wanted to see me again.” came a muffled comment from my stomach. Then they looked up and I knew exactly who it was. “Y/n Youse came to see mes?” I said as I felt tears rise to my eyes. I leaned down pulling them up into my arms hugging them close. “I’m so glad yous came I thoughts that yous didn’t wanna come sees someone as bad as me.” they grabbed onto me tighter as they lifted their head and looked at me with beautiful (E/c) eyes. “Yancy I could never not visit you I…. I have kind of fallen for you I guess.” They said with an adorable pink blush coating their cheeks. “I’ve fallen for yous too.” I said pulling them into a sweet kiss forgetting about the other people in the room. That was until I heard a door shutting and locking. At that moment I thanked them silently for letting us talk in peace.
(I hope you all like it I hope it’s enjoyable sorry it’s not longer.)
