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Five Hargreeves x Reader
"Do you--maybe-- want to go on a date with me tonight?" Five asked, looking at the floor and scratching his neck.
You gave him a funny look. "Do you have temporary amnesia or something? We've been dating for 2 years."
He gave an exasperated sigh. "No, I'm asking if you'd maybe want to go on a date tonight. Like the cute shit other couples do, like going to restaurants and stuff."
You smiled sightly. "You mean like a date night?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
15 minutes later, you and Five were in his car, waiting at the red light. He seemed a little nervous, you thought. He was jiggling his leg, jumpier than you had ever seen him. Was it the pressure of being around other people?
Screw what other people did.
"Hey," you spoke softly, touching his knee. "We don't have to do this. We can go home if you want."
He shook his head.
"You're not comfortable with this." You stated.
Five couldn't deny that.
"So turn the car around. Let's change into our pajamas and order takeout and look for a true crime documentary to watch. Just like we do every other night." You encouraged. Five immediately felt himself relax at the mention of a date night at home, with you, alone. Just the both of you.
And so he did just that. He turned the car around and drove the both of you back home. Then you pulled out your phone and ordered Indian food and he picked out a documentary while you were waiting for your food to arrive.
He and you ended up falling asleep on the couch. There was this hazy glow of happiness that made it hard for Five to think about anything else other than how at peace he felt that night, but he did vaguely remember thinking about how this was how it ought to be.
Every single night.
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It's You I Need Tonight
Five Hargreeves x Reader
It was 1 am, and you were sprawled on your couch watching a documentary. You weren't involved in it very much, because Five was due to come back from a mission soon.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, a blue light took your attention away from the TV and to the source of it. Five was standing in your living room, a little beat up, hair messy, and the rare streaks of blood--not his, you hoped--on his face.
He narrowed his eyes at you. "Is that my shirt?"
You smiled slightly. "I must have--ah, misappropriated it. How'd the mission go?"
Five's expression changed to a more solemn one, and you stood up from your position on the couch.
"Not--not bad," He said hesitantly. You put your arms around him.
"It's Vanya. She's-" He sucked in a breath. "Well, she got a little hurt. A lot hurt. "
"Oh." You breathed, your voice small. "You know, it's alright if you want to stay over at the Academy tonight?" You asked. Vanya was Five's favorite sibling. She meant tons to him. You knew that.
He shook his head, almost too fast. "No." He said, voice shaking ever so slightly. "It's--It's you I need tonight."
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Bonnie and Clyde - [1/?]
Assassin!Five Hargreeves x Writer!Reader
Based on this post. I changed the serial killer!Five to assassin!Five because--well, serial killers are a little...too much. On the other hand, an assassin is just a serial killer who takes commissions. This is an AU where the siblings don't have powers, the Commission is a mafia, and Five happens to be their hitman.
Warnings: Descriptions of murder, violence
Number 4, Tolland Drive was a very bleary place.
Detective Howe strolled the driveway before nonchalantly stepping into the house. He took a look of the lawn. It should have been muddy, having rained early this morning, but Mr. Benson's lawn was impeccable.
The door was slightly ajar; the living room in total disarray. Timothy whimpered behind him. "Quiet, lad." Howe growled, looking surreptitiously over his shoulder before taking another step into the kitchen, where Mr. Benson was lying.
Timothy whimpered something incoherent in response.
Howe walked briskly to the grim, motionless figure and crouched down near his head.
"Hmm.. yes, a gun shot to the head indeed. Timothy!" he called, and the boy jumped. "Read the reports of the Allenhurst and the Evan Street cases."
"S-Stab wound by a serrated blade and a butter knife to the brachial artery, respectively, sir."
Howe hummed. "There's no doubt that the perpetrator is the same."
"But the weapons are all different, sir?"
"Y/N, I'm home." Five sighed, shutting the door to your shared apartment, and slumping against the door. You got up from your desk chair and stepped out of your room. Your boyfriend was there, alright, looking exhausted as ever. "Rough day, honey?" You soothed, placing a hand on his cheek. "You've got no idea," Five said, looking up at you.
You smiled. The butcher shop where he worked was really very disconcerting; he had told you all about the annoying customers and the smell of raw meat and blood. It was terrible enough to tire out a grown man.
"Want me to put some coffee on? And then I'll show you the scene I wrote today," you said, running your hands across his shoulders in an attempt to relax him.
"That's great! You can show..me..." Five yawned, then groaned. "after I go take a shower."
You shook your head affectionately as you watched him topple into the bathroom.
Much love xxx how's the story so far lol?
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Disclaimer: I know Bonnie and Clyde's relationship was deemed to be toxic, but the title is merely for aesthetic value and I do not support relationships of this calibre in any way.
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Five: Stop trying to get everyone to like you, Diego, you're not Y/N.
Diego: What? Not everyone likes Y/N.
Five: Who doesn't like Y/N?
Five, pulling out knives: Names. I need names now.
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Five: Why do you think I don’t like you? I do. I would kill for you.
Five: Ask me to kill for you.
Y/N : ...First of all, calm down-
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Five: I love you.
Y/N , not paying attention: What was that?
Five: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-
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Y/N : You are an absolute fucking dork.
Five, singing: Yeah, but I'm your dork!
Y/N : *sighs* Yeah, you're my dork.
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Y/N: That was a joke. Say ha.
Five : Ha.
Y/N: Now do it again.
Y/N: Congratulations, you are officially the life of the party.
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can i request hc for five dating a short and very sweet and shy reader? like their polar opposites and he teases her for her height? can you include him being jealous and protective? ty! <3
Five Hargreeves Dating a Short Reader ft. Jealousy, Protectiveness, and everything else that's cute.
Okay, i loved this idea anon <3 . soft!five is the best five.
-he'd be so goddamn overprotective of you, that's for sure.
-"have you ate? have you been sleeping?"
-"Five, i'm not a six year old"
-"yeah, but you could be easily mistaken for one."
-"you did not say that."
-"okay, okay, i'm sorry!"
-but he'd also worry about you, because you're so sweet that sometimes, people just tend to walk all over you.
-"hey y/n, could you finish this up for me?" Melissa, your co-worker asked one evening, just as you were getting ready to leave.
-"oh--um, i was just about to call it a day, but it's --it's fine, i'll--"
-Five cuts in: "she can't. she's got a life, just like you. so finish your own damn work."
-he'd pull you away with an arm around your shoulder.
- and you were so glad he stood up for you like that.
-when his siblings finally met you, there were all like :0
-"are you sure you're dating the right guy, miss? the boy currently holding your hand and staring daggers at me is my emotionally stinted brother." Klaus had said, grinning.
-Allison and Vanya loved you, of course.
-Klaus thinks you're the greatest person in the word because you made Five--Five, of all people-- so much more happier. Klaus said that Ben thinks pretty highly of you too.
-Luther and Diego- well, they were happy that their brother was with a nice girl.
-although, Five can also get really really jealous at times.
-*national geographic narrator voice* observe.
-"oh come on, y/n, you never want to have any fun!"
-"Jake, your idea of fun is getting drunk on a weeknight. so thank you, but i've already made plans with my boyfriend for tonight."
-"ever since you got a boyfriend you've been spending less time with your best friend," Jake grumbled playfully, referring to himself.
-"well, y/n, are we ready to go?" Five interrupted loudly, appearing into thin air and giving Jake an animosity-filled smile.
-Five didn't miss the way your face brightened up the minute you saw him.
-after you were home, you asked him:
-"Sweetie, are you jealous?"
-and he'd be all huffy at the beginning but ultimately, he can't resist you.
-and so he'd wrap his arms around you
-"you know i love you, right y/n?"
-"i love you too, five."
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If I were to write a serial killer!five x author!reader --based on this post-- what would you want it to be?
A) Cute headcanons of their domestic life
B) A multi-chapter fic with a solid plot
I'd do either one of these, I just need to know which has the greater audience.
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Five: Hey, Y/N . What kind of flowers do you prefer?
Y/N : I like sunflowers.
Five, pulling out a bouquet of Venus Flytraps: Well, shit-
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Five: I WOULD DESTROY THE WORLD FOR YOU!
Y/N : Okay, can you do the dishes?
Five, grumbling: Alright, just because you're so pretty.
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Y/N : I think I need a hug...
Five: Good thing I'm hug shaped!
*45 minutes later*
Y/N : You... you can let go now.
Five: No, I absolutely cannot.
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Y/N : Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash.
Five: Oh. We're going out?
Y/N : Wha-
Y/N: You smooth motherfu-
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Sing Me to Sleep
A soulmate au where the song that describes your relationship with your soulmate is tattooed on your wrist.
The words tattooed on your right wrist both haunted you and excited you since you were a girl.
When all of your friends were chattering enthusiastically about the little neat lettering on their arms, they had told you about it. None of them had heard their songs before, neither yours. When you went home and searched up the lyrics, you had been too young to understand what it meant.
And then when you were thirteen, it hit you like a shot to the heart.
So we could call it even
You could call me babe for the weekend
'Tis the damn season, write this down
I'm stayin' at my parents' house
And the road not taken looks real good now
And it always leads to you in my hometown
By now, you knew every single take about that song on the internet. A girl comes home to her high school sweetheart and has a weekend of fun with him before she leaves again to the city. It was always the same thing over and over again.
It was almost like an obsession. Just one interpretation on the whole damned internet, you hoped, would tell you that the girl and guy would end up together. But it was never a happy ending. At least maybe your soulmate's song was a little less cathartic.
That didn't mean that a relationship of this kind didn't excite you, though. Two soulmates that never ended up together because of things beyond them still pining for each other-- there was something tragically beautiful about it.
The one thing you always deemed good about your song was that at least you would meet your soulmate in high school. So on your first day of your freshman year, you were the happiest girl alive. When you didn't meet anyone particularly eye-catching the first day, you kept telling yourself it was bound to happen sooner or later.
It never did.
Somehow, the sole belief of it got you through high school, and then you were off to college. By now, you had given up on finding your soulmate. Determined to enjoy college with your friends like every college girl should do, you pushed the thoughts of some beautiful stranger to the back of your mind.
And even though you forcefully kept your thoughts on the present, the romantic side of you hoped you would meet him soon.
Just like you expected, you didn't.
By now, no one wanted to date; everyone wanted to find their soulmates. Half your friends had found theirs.
And that's when you met Five Hargreeves.
He had given up on finding his soulmate too, and just wanted a relationship without all the heaviness of a soulmate's permanence.
"I don't think I'd want to find my soulmate, even if I hadn't given up on it." He had said carelessly one night. One of the only nights, you should say.
Because you met Five on a three day trip with your friends, who accepted you spending your time with a guy you just met. When you had casually mentioned this to him, he had seemed surprised.
You were sitting with your legs draped across his when it happened. "Wait. What?" He frowned. "You're leaving?" You laughed and took a sip of coffee. "I can't stay on vacation forever, can I? Although I'd like to."
Five had turned away, looking to be deep in thought. You brushed it off.
And then you had left.
Right when Five was about to fall.
He never thought he would ever have a soulmate. But that didn't mean he had never fantasized himself in love.
And he was in love.
Everyone he knew said loving someone took time, took work. But with you, it had been painless. It was fast, and undetectable. It was flawless.
Or maybe he had just been deprived of affection so long that he thought he was in love with any girl that gave him a second glance. He doubted that take very much. You had actually cared. You wanted to stay. You had even spent more time with him than you did with your friends. Something about that fact made him feel good. Feel warm. Feel wanted.
Five had never felt wanted before. Not like this. But you didn't want him anymore. You only wanted him for a weekend.
He rolled his sleeve up and looked at the writing on his wrist.
But it's never too late
To come back to my side
The stars in your eyes
Shined brighter in Tupelo
And if you're ever tired of being known
For who you know
You know, you'll always know me
Her song was, what, she had said? Tis the Damn Season?
Five played it.
And as he listened, his heart beat grew immeasurably faster.
You could call me babe for the weekend.
-"Babe, do you have any aspirin?" you had groaned. "Top shelf, Y/N," Five had replied.-
His song fit in hers like a rhyme.
Was that when Five realized that she was his soulmate?
-"I just told you I came from a family of adopted superhero siblings and you're okay with it?" he asked incredulously. "Hey, we've all got our stories," she shrugged, turning the pages of a magazine while draped across his armchair.-
Maybe not. Maybe it was earlier. Or maybe it was when he finally decided to call her and his mouth had went so dry he couldn't speak.
"Y/N?" he choked out. "Five?" you asked, audibly surprised. "Y/N, I-I think I've found my soulmate."
"Oh," you said, trying to sound cheerful. It wasn't that you were hoping Five was your soulmate, of course you weren't, there was absolutely no way, but-
"It's you, Y/N." Five said, breathless.
"I-where are you, Five?" You asked, your heart racing. You weren't leaving for an hour, but that was enough. You'd see him. And you'd tell him that he was your soulmate too.
"I'll be there in 2 minutes," he said, hanging up the call.
Exactly 3 minutes later, you saw him. He dashed up to you and pulled you into his arms.
"I have to leave, Five." You whispered, breaking the sweet silence. "I know." He said. "But I'll come visit you. I can't teleport for nothing." Five gave you a smile.
You laughed. "You better."
Five chuckled. "But it's never too late to come back to my side, you know."
Smiling, you answered: "I'm not going to lie, the road not taken does look real good now."
Was this reckless? Was calling someone you just met your soulmate a little too forward? Was spending your time on a two-day fling worth it?
For the first time, you didn't really care.
Soulmate songs worked in very different ways. Sometimes, what looked to be the end was nothing more than a beginning of something else. And the best part was, your ending was a happy one.
this is soooo bad lmao sorry
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Five: I prevented a murder today.
Y/N: Really? How’d you do that?
Five: self control.
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Five: I am not out of control! I'm a law abiding citizen!
Y/N: Really? Name one law
Five: Don't kill people?
Y/N: That's on me. I set the bar too low.
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Family back together (Reader!Sibling x Hargreeves children)
Requested by: Anon, Requested by: @grey-girl, @missmelodramatic, @spxce-frxckles, @theletterhart, @elllie-does-the-posts, @coupsnflower
A/n: I kind of worked further on this fic I once did. Only much later on in the show.
“Are we seriously doing this?” – Allison wondered, softly crossing her arms. – “Yes!” – exclaimed Five with a deep sigh. – “I’m down for whatever you guys have planned.” – Klaus raised his drink he was holding, laying carefree in the sofa of Eliot’s house. That made Five sigh even louder. – “I want answers!” – Luther came walking between Vanya and you, pushing you carefully aside. – “I want to know why he send me away to the moon!” – you sympathized with your brother, touching his tick, strong arm. He turned his head in your direction, giving you a sweet smile. – “Oh grow up!” – Five interfered, glaring at Luther. – “So it is settled then?” – you questioned, wanting to know if everyone was still on board with the crazy idea. – “We are truly going to have a talk with our father.” – Diego clenched his jaw as he too harbored some hate towards the man. Allison moved her hand to her lips, turning her gaze doubtingly away. Klaus jumped up from the sofa, throwing his arms around Vanya and you. – “A family gathering. I love it!” – he squashed you closer to his body, almost spilling the colorful cocktail he was drinking. – “To the car!” – Klaus pointed at the door, calling it out. Luther and Allison shook their head, ashamed of his behavior. Diego quietly followed them down the stairs with Vanya behind him. You were the last to move towards the stairs when you felt a tug on your arm.
It was Five, he had stolen your attention for a moment. – “Are you sure you will be alright?” – His expression turned soft, pleading with you. – “I’ll be fine, Five.” – you replied with a soft smile. – “We are all together now and I know you have my back… right?” – your heart sunk for a second, hoping he would. Five smiled up to you, putting his hand in yours. – “I’ve had your back when we were little, I will have your back now, even till the end of time Y/n.” – his confession made your heart flutter, knowing you weren’t alone anymore. When you were little, you always felt alone. Reginald always was hard on you for not being able to control the fire within you. You got isolated from the other’s on numerous occasions. You joined the rest downstairs as they were already waiting outside. Diego wanted to sit in the front as Five teleported before him. – “Children go in the back!” – he hissed at him, glaring devious at him. Luther puffed up his chest, balding his fist. – “You’re the kid here!” – Luther replied, not backing down. – “Luther just sit in the back.” – Allison sighed out, not wanting another bickering between them. Luther huffed taking a seat in the back, actually sitting in the open trunk. Allison, Klaus, and Vanya seated themselves on the backseat. Diego and you squeezed yourself in the front seat with Five behind the wheels.
Diego threw his arm around you, pulling you close. – “You good Diego?” – you whispered, seeing him with a clenched expression. Placing your hand on his knee, you asked for his attention. The car got in motion, hearing the dreary sound of the exhaust pipe scraping over the ground. – “I feel like we’re going on a family road trip.” – Klaus happily said, making almost everyone roll their eyes. – “I’m good Y/n.” – Diego whispered back, loosening up his face. Exhaling deep, you sunk deeper into the seat, focusing on the things you saw out of the front view. For being here a while, you still couldn’t believe you were in the sixties. You always thought it was a glamorous time of simple life, it was not. You had trouble at every turn. Losing your siblings, finding them again, the trouble with Vanya’s memory. The Swedes, another apocalypse. It felt like a never-ending disaster. The more you thought about it, the more depressed you got about it. With a pinch of Five in your arm, you got pulled out of that miserable dream. He always knew how to pull you back to reality, when you felt yourself slip into darkness. Falling into darkness, meant anxiety, which meant, worrying, leading to losing control over your abilities. The last thing you wanted was to burn your siblings in the car. Klaus tapped you on the shoulder, making you glance over your shoulder to him. He pointed something out making you smile.
A guy dressed as an ice-cream cone; made you laugh. Five took a turn, driving away from the busy streets onto a more secluded area. – “This must be super weird for him as well?” – now that you think of it, it must. Reginald hasn’t founded the umbrella academy yet. Meaning technically he wasn’t your dad yet, but there was something extremely off of him. He seemed to be busy with things beyond our abilities. Father or not, he still felt the same for you. The man who raised you many years ago… or many years in the future, depending on from timeline you view it. You felt everyone grow anxious when you were near. Silence filled the car as Allison gripped her fingers hard in the car seat of you. Five parked the car, throwing his arm over the leaning, to look back. – “I’ll do the talking understood!” – Diego pulled up his nose as Luther sighed deep. – “Yes captain!” – joked Klaus out, saluting Five. That made Five’s blood boil, glaring deadly at in his eyes, your idiotic brother. Everyone got out of the car, taking it all in. The seven of you cramped yourself into the elevator. You were squashed in a corner with Allison. Luther with his broad shoulders took up so much space, it was barely moveable. Then out of nowhere a sudden smell appeared.
Allison sniffed it, overcome by a gaging feeling afterwards. You coughed it out, covering up your mouth and nose. Vanya turned away, covering her arm over her nose. – “Sorry.” – Luther said, with a sheepishly smile. Everyone felt like dying from the gas Luther released from within himself. When the doors opened, you pushed Vanya and Allison out to get a breather. You inhaled deep, glad to breath in some fresh air. The room you were in now, seemed more like a fun gathering room with a cocktail bar. A round table stood not far from you, Reginald Hargreeves was standing with his back towards you. Seeing him so up-close made you swallow deep. – “Who are you?” – Reginald spoke, slowly turning him around. His presence made everyone gasp or gape at him. It was truly his, your father. Five cleared his throat taking the lead. He explained several things to Reginald as he invited you to sit with him. – “So if I am correct, you all have powers?” – Reginald questioned, wanting to be sure he heard it right. Five sighed soft, - “Quick run-down.” – he was the only one who hasn’t seated himself down. He pointed at Luther, who looked terribly confused back. – “Luther, super-strength.” – Five continued, pointing at Klaus. – “Klaus can communicate with the death.” – Klaus gave a witty glance as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Five came sitting down between you and Allison. – “Allison can rumor everyone to do anything.” – Allison was sipping from a cocktail with a smirk. – “Except she never uses it.” – interfered Diego.
Allison smirked at him, pulling the straw from between her lips. – “I heard a rumor, you punched yourself in the face.” – Diego’s eyes went white as he punched himself straight up in the face. He called it out from pain as Five presented the state of it to his father. Reginald kept a straight face during it all. – “Damn it.”- called Diego out, covering up his nose. Allison casually sipped her cocktail drink as Vanya snickered soft. Five ignored Diego groans in pain, going over to you. – “Y/n can manipulate fire and heat.” – you moved your hand awkwardly up to point yourself up. Reginald leaned back, narrowing his eye at you. – “Can you demonstrate?” – he asked while Five’s eyes widened. – “I don’t think…” – he started as Reginald glared at him. – “I believe I was not speaking to you boy!” – Five swallowed deep, glancing over to you. – “Don’t worry.” – you chuckled nervously out. – “I can handle it.” – you noticed Diego looking as worried as Five at you. – “Y/n…” – Luther spoke as you held your hand up to him. Reginald looked intriguing at you as you readied yourself. – “You got this Y/n.” – Klaus cheered for you, pulling his chair a bit back. Vanya and Allison did the same. Five swallowed deep, hating that he as well pulled his chair a bit back, out of your range.
Diego mouthed to you to take it easy as you took a deep breath. You held your hands open in front of you, closing your eyes for a moment. When you opened them, a flame flickered in the palms of your hands. Reginald hummed deep, setting his molecule better. Five smiled proudly at your control as he knew you always had trouble with it. Closing your hands against each other, you dimed the flame. A bit of smoke came from between your fingers, making you smile thrilled. Everyone came sitting closer to the table. – “I knew you could do it, Y/n.” – whispered Diego at you with a thumbs up. Five stroke your back, leaning in closer. – “You’ve grown so much Y/n.” – he whispered in your ear. Then you felt his soft lips against your cheek, making you feel extra proud. – “What about you?” – Reginald turned to Vanya, making everyone panic. – “No… I don’t you have to demonstrate.” – said Luther, Allison nodding along with it. – “I think we’ve had enough demonstrations for a day, have we not?” – you chuckled nervously out. – “Guys, I can handle it.” – Vanya sounded so confident, already picking up a fork. You held your breath as she tapped the fork against the cup that stood before her. A glass sharp sound filled the room, like a shockwave. The cup broke, while Vanya smiled. It exploded, sending salat on everyone. You screamed it out, attacked by salat as you moved your head away.
“That was my favorite shirt!” – called Diego out, throwing pieces of salad on the floor. Reginald cleaned his face, slightly impressed with her power. – “Now let’s cut to the chase.” – Diego got serious, glaring at Reginald. – “Why do you want to kill Kennedy?” – Five threw his hands with a groan in the air. – “Not this again.” – Reginald raised his eyebrow questionable. – “I know you are planning something against the president!” – he firmly held his finger up to lecture Reginald. – “Diego enough about Kennedy!” – Called Five out that only up-set Diego more. – “He needs to answer!” – Diego jumped up from his chair, pointing at Reginald. Five teleported in front of Diego, making Reginald glance impressed. – “Sit down or I’ll send your ass back to the asylum!” – Five stared deadly at Diego as he did the same. – “Enough both of you!” – you slammed with your hands against the table, getting up from your seat. That got their attention. – “Stop acting like children for a second!” – you weren’t done lecturing them when Luther got up, ripping his shirt open. – “Look what you did to me father!” – Reginald was taken back by Luther’s appearance. You rolled your eyes, taking a seat. – “Luther put your shirt back on!” – Five teleported towards him. – “Nobody wants to see your monkey chest!” – Reginald swallowed deep, turning his gaze away from Luther. – “He has to know what he did to me!” – Five held Luther back, while he pointed firmly at Reginald. – “Anyways else want to accuse me of something I have done in the future.” – he sighed loud, seeing most of them held a grudge.
“Now that you mention it.” – Klaus came leaning in closer, shushing an invisible force behind him. – “Don’t you start!” – threatened Five. – “I want answers!” – Diego slammed with his fist against the table. Luther kept pushing against Five’s hand in defense against his chest. – “Why can’t you all grow up?” – Allison got up, interfering with the family gathering. Vanya sunk deeper into her seat, covering up her face with her hand from shame. Then all hell broke loose. Diego went wild as Five had to keep him in place. Diego pulled Five with him to the ground, wrestling with him. Luther tried to go for Reginald, whining about being send to the moon. Klaus helped Allison to ‘maintain’ him. He got so emotional, he could barely function. You felt ashamed for your families behavior. Klaus got smacked to the ground by Luther by accident. That pissed him off, jumping on Luther’s back. Luther started to swing his arms around, trying to get Klaus of his back. Allison duck down with a loud gasp. Vanya got scared away from her seat, diving to the ground. She screamed it out while Diego and Five kept rustling on the ground. They grunted loud, trying to overpower the other one. Reginald had gotten up, giving you a soft nod before leaving. They hadn’t even noticed him leaving as you shoved your chair back. – “Enough!” – you called out, but no one listened. They were so caught up with themselves they had no eye for you.
The anger boiled inside of you as you felt the palms of your hand warm up. You felt the heat come up again, making you rub the inside of your hand. – “Stop!” – you called out louder, feeling the temperature of your body heat up. The horror was spread out in your eyes, not seeing a way out of this. – “Stop!” – you screamed out, balding your fists. Five was the first one to pop his head up, receiving a punch from Diego. That made him focus on Diego again. The heat crawled up, sending you on edge. You hadn’t lost control ever since you arrived in the sixties. Now your family drama was going to cause you to fall over the tip. Feeling it grow inside of you, a force you cannot hold back. Heat waves started to radiate off your hands. Diego felt it, pulling Five to a stop. Five popped his head up, widening his eyes at you. – “Everybody down!” – He yelled out. Allison heard him, widening her eyes at you. – “Get down!” – you screamed out. Klaus jumped off Luther, allowing Luther to flip the table with the top pointed towards you. Everyone rushed to Luther to hide behind the table shield. Not a second to early as you let it out. Screaming loud, you allowed the burst of fire out of your body. It burned several things as the walls were affected as well. Luther held the table shield firm, keeping them save from your fire. The fire died inside of you, sending you under. You collapsed under the weight of your own body.
Five teleported towards you once the fire had stopped. Behind them were some small fires still flickering alive. – “Y/n?” – Five asked worriedly, hovering over your body. You coughed soft as he sighed relieved. Diego came running over as well, pulling you into his arms. – “You alright sis?” – he asked, stroking your back. – “I’m fine… I…I…I never…” – tears started to form as you shook your head against his chest. – “We know… you didn’t mean to.” – spoke Five, wrapping his arms around you. – “We acted like children.” – he sighed at his own behavior. – “Hey where is pops?” – Klaus stated out. – “He left…” – you said, weakly, feeling a bit of your strength return. – “Why are we such a disaster?” – you questioned, looking up to Five and Diego. Allison came closer as well, moving your hair behind your ear. – “I don’t know… but I know no matter how much we annoy each other; we love each other more.” – she smiled purely at you as you leaped into her arms. – “I love you all.” – you called out, asking everyone over for a group hug. They obeyed, knowing you loved it.
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