Chapter Twelve (Five x Reader)
"Dance with me, my dear?" an older Five asked a playful smirk on his lips. He held his hand out to you.
"There's no music dummy," you chuckled.
"Who needs music?" Five shrugged, gripping your hands and pulling you into his chest. You giggled gently, placing one hand on his shoulder and the other in his hand. Five wrapped an arm around your waist and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.
You both began to sway back and forth to non-existent music. "I love you Five," you whispered softly.
"I love you too," Five said before kissing your neck tenderly.
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"Wake up, dear," you blinked quickly, sitting up slightly.
"Five?" you asked, seeing Five staring at you from his bed.
"Thank you for staying with me," Five said, getting out of his bed.
"Yeah," you said, rushing to stand next to Five. "Careful," you said, gripping his arm.
"I'm fine," Five said but didn't pull away.
"You're not fine," you said. "Now, come on, Klaus called an emergency meeting."
"Great," Five said sarcastically, letting you help him to the door. You both walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. You chuckled gently, seeing Luther wrapped in a blanket.
"Here we go," Klaus said, pouring Luther some coffee. "This'll fix ya."
Luther grabbed the coffee and raised it to his lips before Five took it from him and sat down.
"Nice ok," Klaus mumbled to himself. You chuckled and sat across from Five.
You cocked an eyebrow as Five's face contorted at the coffee. "Jesus," he mumbled. "Who do I gotta kill to get a decent cup of coffee?"
You rolled your eyes.
"Can we get started, please?" Luther asked, his voice groggy.
"Has anyone seen any of the others?" Klaus asked as you got up and searched the cabinets. "Diego? Allison? No?"
"I think I saw Diego and Allison leave last night," you stated, pulling a small bottle of aspirin from a cabinet. "But they haven't come back."
"All right, then, this is a closet thing to a quorum..." Klaus began to bang on the table, making Luther cover his ears. "That we are gonna get. Now, listen up." You chuckled, sitting next to Luther with a cup of water and two aspirin pills. "There's no easy way to say this, so I'm just gonna spit it out."
"Here," you whispered, handing Luther the pills and cup. Luther looked at the pills then at you. "It should help with the headache," you said, smiling softly. Luther took the pill and swallowed them, taking big gulps of water after. You rubbed his back gently.
"Yeah..." Klaus said, making you look at him. He went quiet for a second.
"Klaus," you said.
"I conjured Dad last night," Klaus said. You looked at Luther and Five, both of them showing hardly any emotions.
"You said you haven't been able to conjure anyone in years," Luther said. You noticed Five staring at you.
What? you mouthed. Five motioned to his cup, then the pot of coffee. You rolled your eyes before standing up and taking the coffee pot to the machine.
"-But I'm sober!" you heard Klaus exclaim. "Ta-da! I got clean, yesterday, to talk to someone special and then ended up having this... conversation with dear old Daddy himself."
"Congrats Klaus," you said, mixing in a bit of cocoa powder with the coffee grounds.
"Are you done with that coffee?" Luther asked you.
"Mhm," you hummed, pouring a bit into a cup and handing it to Luther. You then got a larger cup and filled it to the brim before handing it to Five. He took a sip before giving you a small smile. You walked around the table and sat next to him.
"Hey, hey, hey," Klaus said. "This is serious, guys, all right? This really happened, I swear."
"Okay, fine," Five said, leaning back in his chair. "I'll play. What did the old man have to say?" Five gave Klaus a sarcastic smile, making you flick the back of his head.
"Well, he gave me the usual lecture about my appearance and my failures in life," Klaus said. "Yada, yada, yada. No surprises there. Even the afterlife couldn't soften a hardass like Dad, right?"
"Your dad sounds like a jackass," you stated. "No offense."
"Oh, he was," Klaus said. "Anyway, he did mention something about his murder, or lack thereof, because..." Klaus hesitated. "he killed himself."
You nodded slightly, narrowing your eyes.
"I don't have time for your games, Klaus," Luther said, standing up after a few moments of silence.
"I'm telling you the truth, Luther," Klaus said, sounding serious. "I'm telling you the truth."
"Why'd he do it then?" Five questioned softly.
"He said it was the only way to get us all home again," Klaus shrugged.
"No," Luther said. "Dad wouldn't just kill himself."
"Ah, you said it yourself," Five stated. "He was depressed. Holed up in his office and room all day and night."
"No, there weren't any signs," Luther argued. "Suicidal people exhibit certain tendencies, strange behaviors."
"Like sending someone to the Moon for no reason?" Klaus questioned.
"I swear to God, Klaus if you're lying..."
"I'm not, I'm not," Klaus said.
"Master Klaus is correct," Pogo said from behind you. You all turned to look at him. "Regretfully," Pogo sighed. "I helped Master Hargreeves enact his plan."
"What?" Luther asked.
"So did Grace," Pogo continued. "It was a difficult choice for both of us. More difficult than you could ever know." Pogo walked forward a bit. "Prior to your father's death, Grace's programming was adjusted, so that she was incapable of administering first aid on that fateful night." Five turned away from Pogo.
"Sick bastard," he mumbled. You placed a hand on his shoulder gently.
"So the security tape we saw?" Luther questioned.
"It was meant to further the murder mystery," Pogo answered. Luther scoffed. "Your father hoped that being back here, solving it together, would reignite your desire to be a team again."
"And to what end?" Five asked, gripping your hand and turning toward Pogo once more.
"To save the world, of course," Pogo stated.
Klaus laughed. "All right."
"First the Moon mission and now this," Luther said. "You watched me search for answers and said nothing." Pogo looked down sadly. "Anything else you want to share, Pogo? Any other damn secrets!"
"Hey, calm down, Luther," Klaus said.
"No, I won't call down," Luther said. "We've been lied to by the one person in this family we all trusted."
"It was your father's dying wish, Master Luther," Pogo stated. "I..." he sighed. "I had no choice."
Luther walked in front of Pogo. "There's always a choice," he stated.
Luther and Pogo walked away, leaving, you, Klaus, and Five alone. You stared a Five as he let go of your hand and ran both of his through his hair.
"I gotta think," he said, before teleporting away.
"I'm, um, gonna go find him," you told Klaus before getting up.
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