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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐁𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Klaus Hargreeves x Sister!Reader

Summary; Most people hate their siblings. This is not the case for two of the Hargreeves. A big brother, his baby sister, and a whole load of chaos.

CW: cringy tries at inserting lyrics, swearing, a bit angsty, mention of drugs, bad writing ig, not proofread

WC: 1908

On an early Saturday morning, the Hargreeves' children were awoken by Pogo. They were all fourteen at this point and were used to being awoken early in the morning to do training. They reached for their training gear, but Pogo stopped them.

"Ah, actually, today your father needs to discuss and announce something, so training is delayed for the hour" All the Hargreeves children were confused, but dressed themselves and lined up in the living area. Their father came into the room and, to their surprise, was holding a small infant. They gasped in surprise, staring at the child. "Children, this is number 8. They, like you, have powers. They have the ability of water manipulation, and I will be raising them alongside you."

They all stared at the child, taking in their features and their peaceful expression. Klaus stared at them; he felt a strange connection to this kid. Reginald placed the child into a bassinet and left the room, and ordered the siblings to get back to training. They all wanted to stay for a moment and process what was going on, but Grace shooed them out of the room. Klaus stepped outside so his mother would get off his back but went back into the living area once she'd left. With shaking hands, he reached for the baby. He gently picked up the child, and her eyes fluttered open and stared at Klaus. Her expression changed to one of confusion, and Klaus panicked, thinking she would begin to cry. Much to Klaus' surprise, the baby began to giggle. At that moment, Klaus just knew he'd have a special bond with that little girl.

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*4 Years Later*

Klaus really did love her. He did. But not even his love for her could make him stand the thought of spending a second longer in that house with his cruel father. He felt terrible. Most of the Hargreeves' children had left home already, moving out and pursuing a new life. Klaus had held off on this for a while, wanting to stay for (Y/N). But he just couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to stay and protect her, she still had at least twelve more years here, and God knows what their father would do with her once none of her siblings could defend her. After the fight Klaus had with his father, though, he couldn't stand the thought of staying in that house anymore. He felt horrible, he couldn't leave without a goodbye, but you were nowhere to be found at that point, likely somewhere with Grace. He sighed, collecting a few of his things that he didn't mind leaving in your possession. He grabbed a photo of the two of you from his nightstand. The photograph captured one of you and Klaus' many good memories. In the photo, you were on Klaus' bed. Klaus was tickling you, and you were laying on the bed, shrieking, giggling, and kicking. You had a bright grin, and Klaus was looking up at you with pure adoration in his eyes. He felt tears swell in his eyes, reminiscing on that precious moment, but he blinked them away. He grabbed your favourite glittery gel pen and began to write on the back of the photo.

Dear (Y/N/N), I'm sorry, but I have to go. You need to know that I still love you, though. You're the most amazing little sister in the world, and I'm gonna miss you. I'm sorry for leaving you but I can't stay any longer. I'll see you soon, sunshine. I'm gonna miss you so much.

- Klausy"

He felt horrible for leaving the poor girl behind; she was so small and vulnerable. He'd come back for her someday. He put his things into a pile and left the photo and note on her bed. A tear rolled down his cheek as he went to leave your room. Just before he left, he grabbed one of your stuffed animals. You and Klaus always played with it when you were little. He shoved into his bag and walked out of your room. He shut the door, climbed out his window, and didn't return to the Hargreeves' mansion for years.

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*12 years later*

You were 16 by now. It had been a long time since you'd seen any of your siblings, and you missed them dearly. You hadn't seen or heard from Klaus since he left that note on your bed. It broke your heart when he left, he was your best friend. You still had all your brothers belongings that he left in your room and kept whatever he left in his bedroom. You were 4 when he left and had grown a ton since he had left. It had been 4 years since you had seen any of your siblings. The last one of your siblings you saw was Luther before he went to the moon, even then, he didn't ever talk to you much. You liked watching the news or movies to see your sister, Allison, or your brother, Viktor, or even your other brother, Diego. Your father had recently passed away, and you were devastated. He was a cruel, cruel man, but he was still your father. However, this meant a funeral would be held.

You prayed that Klaus would come to it, wanting nothing more than to see your favourite brother again. It was finally the day of the funeral. You changed into your black dress, with tights and your black converse. You got dressed and applied your makeup before heading downstairs. There was a knock on the door, and you ran down the stairs to answer it. Your eyes blew wide to see it was Klaus. You went to leap on him, but he stopped you. His eyes were bloodshot, and he seemed out of it. You quickly realised that he was on drugs and likely didn't recognise you, considering how much you had grown up since he last saw you.

"Klausy?" You said quietly, in shock. He stared at you, perplexed, until he remembered that nickname. "Oh (Y/N/N)!" He shrieked and hugged you tightly. "Oh, how I missed you, sunshine!" You smiled happily and hugged your brother back tightly. It was weird to see him now, he looked so different. But it had been 12 years of no contact, and you also looked drastically different, so you couldn't say much.

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*a few hours later*

You had spent your last few hours greeting your other siblings and doing other random things but spent the majority of it bonding with Klaus. He was amazed at how grown up you now were and felt a pang of guilt, knowing he missed all of your childhood. You both went over what you had been up to for those past few years and Klaus listened intently to every word you said.

It was nearly time for the funeral when you heard something outside. Everyone rushed outside, and you saw something that looked like a bright blue portal. You stared in confusion, hidden behind your brothers. Much to your surprise, a boy (who looked a couple years younger than you) fell from the portal. All your siblings seemed shocked to see him, as if they knew him, but didn't expect him to be there. He looked somewhat familiar, but you couldn't put your finger on it.

"Does anyone else see little number Five? Or is that just me..?" Klaus said, unsure if the drugs were causing him to see things.

The boy looked around, staring at the faces of his siblings. "Shit."

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You had now properly introduced yourself to Five and realised where you recognised him from. He was in the painting over the mantel. He knew of your existence from Viktor's book but was somewhat glad to formally meet you. It was now time for the funeral... it didn't exactly go down well. Diego made some ballsy remark, and it all kicked off. Him and Luther began to shove each other. You watched, eyes blown wide. You were stood with Klaus underneath his pink umbrella. Klaus watched as they fought, pushing you behind him and putting his arm out in front of you. Your breath hitched, you were scared at the sight. Klaus encouraged the fight until he saw your reaction. He covered your eyes, "Oh cmon, not in front of the kid!" As the words fell from his mouth, they crashed into Ben's statue. You heard the crash and Allison bluntly say 'Well, there goes Ben's statue.' Klaus did enjoy watching fights but wanted you away from the scene.

You sat down on the sofa, shaken by the scene. You knew Diego was violent and ballsy but you never expected him to do such things. You were staring into space, paying no attention to your surroundings until you felt the sofa dip beside you. You turned your head to see Klaus. "Hey sunshine, so much for a funeral, huh?" He laughed breathily, taking a puff of his cigarette. You looked down, Klaus noticing your dejected state. He put an arm around her. "Cmon, sunshine, no need to get down about it, they're just moody old men. They'll be fine." You smiled softly up at your brother and he grinned at you.

"There's that smile, huh." He said, attempting to make your smile even wider by tickling you. You began to shriek and giggle as he poked at your ribs. He laughed softly, remembering the picture he had left on your bed all those years ago. The memory was bittersweet, he loved it but couldn't help but associate it with abandoning you all.those years ago. He vowed to never leave you like that ever again.

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*dallas, texas, 1963*

It had been a while since you ended up in Dallas, after going through that portal. Luckily for you, you landed with your big sister, Allison. She took you under her wing, allowing you to live with her. She told Ray that you were 16 and just looked a bit old for your age and that she had you when she was in her teens. Ray loved her and believed it, he accepted you as his own daughter. But nothing made you stop missing your big brother. Allison sent you to school in order to not arouse suspicion. You weren't the biggest fan, but it helped you to keep your cover. One day, you'd had a pretty shitty day and stormed into the house. You hoped to collapse onto the sofa and just lay there. As you slammed the front door you heard a man's voice as well as Allison's. You peeked into the living room, seeing Klaus. "Klaus?!" He looked up at you, "Oh, sunshine! Just the girl I wanted to see!" He leapt up from the sofa, taking you into his embrace. Allison smiled, opting to leave you two to have a moment. He pulled away, wanting to see how much you'd grown since you last saw each other but noticed your tear-stained cheeks and red eyes. "Whoa, whoa, woah, what happened to you sunshine?"

"N-nothing, it's fine." You sniffled, averting your gaze to the floor. "Talk to me, what's going on?" With this, your eyes teared up again, and you broke down crying, explaining what had happened. Klaus held you, stroking your hair and consoling you. "It's gonna be okay sunshine, you should know I'll be there for you." You smiled up at him weakly, and he dried one of your tears. "If we have each other, we'll both be fine." He said with a soft smile.

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A/N: I'm aware this is a bit shit but im js tryna get back into writing so i tried this out :) hope you like reading it <3

TAGLIST: @book-place @shefollowedthestars

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bowieandqueen11 · 4 years

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I Know / Ben Hargreevees x Reader + Platonic!Klaus

Request: Hello can you do an umbrella academy Klaus X female reader platonic imagine where he tells them that Ben still loves them

This made me really emotional thank you so much for the request my dear @ab1nsur! <3

Comments are always appreciated!

Also warning, some mentions of drugs/ alcohol!

Ivy had started to grow through the crevices of the winding stone driveway, as you and Klaus wandered out of his car and back home after a long day of still having no way to get home. Five had brainstormed, and rushed off with some idea about the Commission, or himself, or whatever crazy thing his mouth was running at the moment, leaving you and Klaus, as always, alone again. Luther had been dragged off with him, and Vanya and Allison were still living their lives here in the 60s, which just left you, Klaus, and about a hundred questions.

Walking back into Klaus’ mansion after all this time was like walking into a haunted house. Throwing the keys onto the nearest counter, Klaus saunters past you, plodding heavily, as if the events of the past few days, or months, or years, have placed thick weights onto his heels. Stretching his arms up, he groans as he exposes his midriff, shrugging off his long coat to leave him in just his denim shirt.

‘I just can’t believe-’, you start again as you follow him into the living room with a shaking head.

‘No talky, no talky now, my dear Y/n. It’s sleepy time, only sleepy. Unless you have any Vodka, that is.’

‘I left my last flask in your skirt back at home, I’m afraid.’

With a sigh, he turns to frown at you, before kicking of his shoes in your direction.

‘What a shame.’

He pulls one of the last few sheets covering his furniture off from the mantelpiece with a great enough flourish that you, coughing, have to run over and open one of the bay windows leading down to the still pool. Slumping head first onto the sofa, Klaus tries to ignore you again and instead fall into an unceremonious sleep. The lazy Dallas wind pushed through the sprinkling fountain and through the door, misting him with slight water droplets in the way you would blow smoke over his face when you were sharing a blunt as teenagers. He smiles as he nestles his head into the lumpy cushion, trying to focus on this thought as you walk back over and lift his legs up, sliding underneath them. He appreciates the warmth of your hands as they glide over the skin available underneath the sandals, a welcoming warmth he hasn’t felt in a while coating him in the darkness.

‘i just think it’s insane that we could have found all your siblings, absolutely all of them, and yet Ben isn’t here. It just doesn’t sound right. I mean, why can’t a ghost travel the same as us?’

Ben nods from where he stands in the darkness behind you, a crestfallen look on his face as he sees how defeated you look. He wants nothing more than just a minute, just a moment - he will even take a second - of being alive again just so he could go over and comfort you. Take your hand in his like he’s tried so often over the years, and kiss you, gently, softly. Just a moment, to say it’s okay, and to say goodbye.

Instead he unfolds his arms, and goes over to smack Klaus on the arm, making the two of you jump. Placing a leg on the armrest near his head, Klaus turns his head so it’s completely covered by the sofa.

‘You need to tell her man, this isn’t fair.’

‘Nothing in life is fair, Ben.’

‘Klaus, who are you talking to?’

Pushing himself back up, Klaus raises an eyebrow at you before slowly pulling his legs back round the side of the sofa. Rubbing the palms of his hands against his eyes, until his tattoos blend into the darkness, he takes a moment to enjoy the feeling of your hand rubbing slow circles against his shoulder, before he lets himself slip to the floor.

‘Come on, if you’re not going to tell her, you know how you could make it up to me?’

‘Noooo, you can not possess me!’

‘Klaus, what the hell are you on about! Possess you? Oh god, Ben is here, isn’t he! I knew it, you’re such an asshole!’

Punching him in the shoulder, Klaus winces before grabbing onto your fingers and pulling them tight against his chest.

‘Y/n, you were sweet on him when, what, you were thirteen?’

‘That doesn’t give you the right to not tell me! When you love someone that much, wouldn’t you want to know?’

‘Y/n, my dear, sweet Y/n, listen to me. I know okay, I know. I love you like family, closer even, but trust me, chasing after ghosts doesn’t end with a happily ever after!’

Ducking his head, Klaus fell silent for a moment, slowly releasing your hands until he felt you pull away.

Looking at you was just to painful for him. The tear tracks on your flushed cheeks. The ones still threatening to spill as you stared at him, desperately, eyes flickering over his avoiding ones as if trying to pry the words out of his soul. The fingers shaking on your lap. The way your mouth blubbered open and closed as if trying to throw up his name. You reminded him of him after Dave-

Shutting his eyes, he tried to stop his chin from trembling too harshly and giving his feelings away. Fingering his dog tags for a moment, he enjoyed the way they tinkled against his heart like ghosts of fingertips. If he was able to know the person he loved more than anything was still there, after death, wouldn’t you want to know? Wasn’t that his power, his curse? Even if you couldn’t save them, not knowing, he thought, was the worst part.

‘You’re right, you’re right. Okay Ben, what do you want to say?’

‘Th-there’s so much. Just... for now, will you tell her that I love her. So much. More than anything. Also I’m sorry for stealing her skip rope when we were younger and using it to tie Luther and Diego together.’

Chuckling slightly, Klaus nods his head at him before relaying the message to you. Crying softly, you laugh along with him as you bite against your knuckle.

‘He always was one for annoying Luther.’

‘Yeah... he was.’

That breaks you. You shove your hand to your mouth as you begin to sob, your chest heaving as the tears just won’t stop cascading down your face. Eventually, Klaus comes and sits next to you, thigh to thigh, and just pulls your head down onto his shoulder. He knew this feeling all too well, and he knew the only thing to do was to let you go through it, but not alone. Playing with the fringes of your hair, he lets your tears soak his shirt as he pulls you tight against him.

After a moment, you look up at him with bloodshot eyes.

‘Where is he?’

‘What?’

‘Where is he, right now. Where is he in this room?’

‘Over by the side of the sofa.’

Standing up, you make your way and sit where Klaus’ head had been lying earlier. Placing your shaking hand gently down, face up, on the arm rest, you ask Klaus with a crack in your voice,

‘Is this about right?’

‘Yeah, you got him.’

Ben was glad you couldn’t see the way his lip trembled, and the tears that leaked out from the corner of his eyes as he slowly tried to place his hand over yours. Hovering slightly above your fingertips, he tried to brush slowly against them, relying on memories to fill in the rest of the gaps his body couldn’t fill.

‘I missed you, so much’, he whispers, his voice choked and haunted. Yet this time, Ben Hargreeves knew he wasn’t alone.

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