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Drunken Revelation | Ben Hargreeves

SPARROW!BEN x ASSASSIN!READER

SUMMARY : You went to a party to accomplish a mission as an assassin, except you bumped into your past lover, which happens to be Ben. After you finished your work, he stumbled into you drunkenly. So you offered him some comforts.

WORD COUNT : 1977

WARNINGS : unedited, messy, comfort, fluff.

The sun is setting and the sky began to turn dark. You in a suit with a little hint of gothic style arrived at at an exclusive party where only important people are invited to be there, yet now you're here for the sake of a mission, to assassinate a target to make a living.

But fortunately or unfortunately, depends on you perceive it, you bump into your past lover. Who is now alive in this timeline. You look at his face with intent stare, scanning all over his face, body. You couldn't believe that the person you loved so much, the person that you'd offer your life that died 15 years ago is now right in front of you, which happens to be Ben Hargreeves.

Your face become pale, what is this? He enters the room with six other people. In the moment you realize he's a Sparrow, he notices you. He tilted his head as he approaches you.

"What are you looking at? Wait a second.." he thought for a second then looks at you.

"You're the one who stalked me that day, aren't you?" Damn, he recognized you. You took a deep breath before opening your mouth to speak.

"I.. am not quite sure what are you saying, but.. I'm not here because of you." You explained then continues "I don't wanna ruin anybody's party and i have never intended to stalk anybody."

He nods, then sigh. "You know what? I'll see you later."

"What?" He leaves you to go with his siblings. Your eyes widen, you knew it was just a phrase, but your mind travels around, wondering if he would actually going to seeing you again later. You didn't knew what were you thinking, so you snapped out of it.

"Remember why you're here, stupid" you mumbled.

You blend into the party, just like the other people. Doing nothing suspicious, except that you're keeping an eye at your target. Thankfully no one noticed. Then you engage with the target with a small talk. After the conference is over, you approach your target again.

You chuckle a bit. "Anyway, Mr. Rodriguez are you coming home soon?" You asked with a calm tone, smiling genuine.

He opened his mouth to speak, "Well, I was about to, sweetheart. Why, want to come home with me?"

He asked flirtatiously. You smirk as you lean closer to him. "Why not?" You wrap your arms in his, of course not because you're attracted, it's clear only for a mission, he'll die anyway. You will never hooked by a flirty, perverted guy in his 40s, but you're good at hiding your disgust behind your smile. Not noticing that an eye has been watching you the entire party.

You walk him to the parking lot, it was dark and quiet. Only the two of you were there because everyone else has left the party.

"And by the way, Mr. Rodriguez, why would you let a random woman to come home with you, if I may ask?"

He laughs, "well here's the thing, sweetie. I don't just straight up asking any woman around to come home with me. Only the lucky ones~" you smile, trying your best not to throw up. "But! You're different. We've been talking and I think you're a nice person.. I feel a different kind of attraction when we interact, Seperti ikan memakan umpan."

You lean closer, "so you.. trusted me? Don't you think I might do something bad to you since I'm a stranger"

"I trust you.."

"Oh I'm sorry.. but my jobs says no."

All of the sudden, you strangled him quick as you pull out your knife and slices his neck. Putting his now dead body into his car and cleans all the blood before deposing the body.

After you finished, you walk away and passes a drunken Ben. Looks like he had too much tequilas.

"Ben?"

Out of instinct, you approach him and looks in worry.

" 'the hell are you still here?"

Ben Hargreeves had always been known for his rebellious streak among the Umbrella Academy siblings. In this particularly wild Friday night, he found himself at a raucous party, the music pounding in his ears and the scent of alcohol hanging heavy in the air.

As Ben mingled through the crowd, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of loneliness. Despite his supernatural abilities, he was still disconnected from the world around him. He decided to drown his sorrows in drink, grabbing the nearest cocktail and downing it in one gulp.

As the night wore on, Ben's tolerance for alcohol was quickly eroding, and his actions grew more erratic. He stumbled through the dimly lit mansion, accidentally bumping into furniture and partygoers alike. His brothers and sisters were nowhere in sight, lost in the chaos of the party.

It was then that Ben spotted someone who seemed out of place at such a wild gathering. Y/N, walking around after a mission, about to come home in an immediate. With an air of quiet confidence, observing the party with a subtle detachment. Ben, feeling drawn to this enigmatic presence, stumbled over to her.

"Hey there," Ben slurred, swaying on his feet. "You're not from around here, are you?"

You turned to look at Ben, his amber eyes locking onto the inebriated Hargreeves. " 'the hell are you still here?" He didn't answer, as if he still waits for you to answer his question first.

"I.. am. Not from here, But it seems like you could use a hand. You don't look like you're in the best shape."

Ben let out a bitter laugh. "You got that right. I'm just... tired of it all, you know? Being different, never fitting in."

You regarded Ben for a moment before making a decision. "Come on, let's get you out of here. You shouldn't be alone in this state."

With surprising strength, you helped Ben out of the chaotic party and into his car. Ben's head was spinning, and he struggled to stay upright. You drove in silence, taking him to the quiet darkness of the city streets.

You glance at him occasionally, and smiles slightly. He noticed that and chuckles.

"Why, do I look funny or handsome?.." He flirt, and you decided to play it along as well.

"You remind me of a magnet because you sure are attracting me over here." You said, as you smirk at him in a flirty way. You put your chin on your palm of your hand while your eyes are locked into his. A cold breeze of wind flows in the night air.

He looks at you with a slight of confusion in his eyes, "shut up.." he said in a bit of rude tone. You smile at him.

"I won't, you can never bear seeing me keeps shutting up. You love it when I talk." You chuckled. Ben rolled his eyes as he lean his back to his chair, but then he chuckles as well.

He mumbled, "You're not wrong though".

You smiled, not because of his words, but because of the thought that you were finally with him again. The Ben that you had fallen in love with when you were younger has been dead for almost fifteen years... and you have to remind yourself about it. Getting over his death is one of the hardest things you had to do in life, but then you saw him. Alive, and obviously breathing. It was hard to gain his trust again, but as time flows he starts to open up with you. Especially that he grew up in a different environment with different people, that now he's a little different than the Ben you used to know.

You lean your back, resting your back you clear your throat, but the moment you were about to open your mouth, he was quick to cut it before you even talked .

"Hey.. it seems like I knew you somewhere... You seem very familiar" He looks at you in the eye. So you lean in to hear what he says, intrigued.

"Y/N," he began cautiously, "there's something about you... something familiar. It's like we've met before."

You chuckled, not wanting to tell the truth about what happened before this timeline. But he looks at you, looking deep into your eyes.

"That's cute, Ben. But let's get you home quick. I guess you're getting more drunk." He didn't said anything.

As they arrived at the Sparrow Academy, Asch helped him inside and settled him on the bed. Ben's defenses were down, and he found himself pouring out his frustrations and insecurities to this stranger.

"I'm supposed to be a superhero, but I feel like a failure," Ben confessed, his voice breaking. "I can't even connect with my own family anymore."

You listened patiently, offering a comforting presence. You didn't judge or offer empty platitudes; you simply allowed Ben to vent.

"You're not alone in feeling that way," you finally spoke softly. "Sometimes, we all need a reminder that we're human, no matter what abilities we may have. You can always find your way back to your family."

He leaned on you for support. In that moment, he felt a connection, a sense of understanding that he hadn't felt in a long time. Your words were a lifeline, and for the first time in years, Ben believed that he could mend the rift between himself and his siblings.

Breaking the silence, you cleared your throat, your eyes locked onto Ben's. "Ben," you began, your voice tinged with a mixture of sadness and longing, "there's something I need to tell you."

Ben turned to you, his gaze curious but expectant. "What is it, y/n?"

Taking a deep breath, you began your confession, your words slow and measured. "In the original timeline, before this world was fractured, you and I... we were more than just friends. We were lovers."

Ben's eyes widened with surprise, and a wave of emotions washed over him. Confusion, disbelief, and a strange sense of déjà vu all battled for dominance in his mind. "Lovers?" he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper.

You nodded, your eyes never leaving his. "Yes, lovers," you affirmed. "We shared a deep connection, one that transcended the complexities of our lives as Sparrows. But then, the timeline fractured, and everything changed."

Ben struggled to process this revelation, his mind racing to reconcile the person he had become with the past you was describing. "I... I don't remember any of this," he admitted, his voice filled with a mixture of regret and longing.

You reached out and gently took his hand, her touch offering both comfort and reassurance. "The fracture erased many memories, Ben. But I wanted you to know because... because even though the timeline has been altered, my feelings for you remain."

Ben's heart swelled with a newfound understanding. He may not remember their past together, but he could feel the connection between them, as if it were an unbroken thread that had survived the chaos of time.

You continued, your voice soft but determined. "I care about you, Ben, in this timeline and the one we've lost. And I'll do whatever it takes to protect you, no matter what challenges we face."

A bittersweet smile graced Ben's lips as he squeezed Asch's hand in return. In that moment, he realized that their love, though hidden in the depths of time, had never truly faded. It was a connection that defied the fractures of the universe, and it gave him hope for a future where they could find each other once more.

As the night wore on, you stayed by Ben's side, providing the comfort and companionship he so desperately needed. It was a strange and unexpected connection, but sometimes, in the darkest moments, that's when the most meaningful connections are formed.

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