sorry i'm a shit daughter♡︎

𝖙𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞-𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖊♡︎

Five huffed, grabbing Y/n's shoulders. He moved her softly yet forcefully over to a set of chairs. She avoided his gaze, trying not to wince as he touched her right shoulder. It was still sore from getting cut and using it for her bow. He pushed her down onto one of the three chairs that were connected.

"What the hell are you doing back?" he asked, sounding angry as he raised his eyebrows.

"I wanted to help," she said, crossing her arms and sitting back in the seat.

Five shook his head and scoffed, looking around. Leaning down, he got close to Y/n's face. "The truth would be nice. You're a horrible liar, you know," he stated, holding back a smirk. He kept his face neutral, he was still pissed at her for not telling him about her mother. Though, he wasn't sure if it was more that or the fact that the Handler was her mother. He knew that she couldn't help who her mother was, but he was still pissed about it.

She sighed, leaning forwards so that their noses where almost touching. She didn't want to admit it at all, but it was the only thing that she could think of to say. If she said anything else, he would probably know that she was lying.

"Because I care about you, you asshole."

She smirked as his face expression faltered slightly. Someone behind Y/n cleared their throat, causing the two to turn around.

"You two made up fast," Diego stated, holding back a smirk as the two glared at him.

"Diego I will-"

"Okay, everyone," Five said, cutting Y/n off as he stood up straight. "Just sit down so we can discuss the end of the world."

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Luther sat at one of the two connected chairs to Y/n's left. His arm was draped over one of the chairs backs as he took up one and a half of the two seats. He kept looking down at his hand that was in his lap.

Allison sat on the chair next to the two that Luther was sitting on. She sat on the top of the backrest of the seat, one foot on the seat and the other on a small black board that connected her seat and the two of Luther's. Her arms rested on her thighs as she looked at the ground. In one hand she had her notepad, in the other hand she had her sharpie.

Across from the two of them was Diego and Klaus. Klaus sat closest to Y/n and Five but across from Allison. The two seats were separated. Klaus sat with his legs together and his hands in interwind in his lap as he looked at the ground.

Diego sat in the chair next to him. He was slouching as he was sitting boredly. His hands rested in between his legs as he looked at the table in front of him.

Five sat in the chair in front of Klaus. He leaned back in the seat with his wrists resting on the inside of his thighs. He stared ahead of himself as they all remained silent for a few minutes.

Y/n sat next to Five on the connected chair. Her legs were crossed with her right leg over the other as her interwind hands rested on her right knee. She was sitting straight, not noticing that her posture was as it normally was. She had gotten so used to it that it was just her set posture. She stared down at the ground in front of her. Her arrow quiver, sword, and bow all sat on the ground underneath her chair so that it was more comfortable.

"Look, I hate to be the one to say this," Luther started, looking up at the others. "But everyone needs to prepare."

Everyone looked up at him. "For what?" Diego asked, moving his head forward slightly.

"To do whatever it takes to stop Vanya," Luther stated as if it was obvious. Allison looked over at him and glared, smacking his arm with her notepad. "I-" he cut himself off, looking forward at none of them. He sighed, "We may not have a choice, Allison."