Connected (FiveHargreeves x FemReader)

Bathroom Break

"It's okay to be jealous, it's quite cute, y'know."

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Five snakes his waist around Eight they walked. The girl looked around, roaming her eyes around the place.

"I must admit, Number Five." The Handler spoke. "in all the time that I've been here, I've never met anyone quite like you." She paused as she turned her head into a random employee greeting her.

Eight rolled her eyes as she noticed a hint of tension between them. She escaped from Five's grasp, "I'm fine."  Eight mouthed.

"Hazel and Cha-Cha, for example,are talented, certainly, but... they can't see the big picture.Your spunk, your enterprising spirit,well, it reminds mea great deal of myself, if...I may be so vainglorious. If things work out for you here, you could potentially makea fine successor, Five." The Handler's eyes shfited into Eight, "And if Five let you use your full potential. I might say that you two could make a great team. " The Handler sighed.

"I'd like to discuss the logisticsof my family's safety at your earliest convenience. As well as this body replacement." Five said as he glanced on Eight's schoolgirl uniform. 

"Slow down, Five. All in good time. In fact, now that you've finally agreed to work with us, and you even brought Eight." She smiled, "We don't have time for this." Eight spoke,

"We've got all the time in the world. The Commission works in supportof a delicate balance between the time line of eventsand mankind's free will. The briefcase is no longer partof your kit, Five. Free your mind. You're management now. One of us."

They continued to walk, as The Handler gave them a small tour inside. In which Five didn't care all he cares about is if the girl beside him is still there. He makes sure to take a quick glances just in case something happened.

"...Any queries so far?" "Yeah. Who was the case manager handling me?" Five asked, "Ah." The Handler paused, "You mean the apocalypse."

"And may I ask which one is handling me as well?" Eight spoke.

The Handler smiled, "Five, Eight, meet Dot."

"Oh, hi!" Dot gave the two cold blooded children a sweet smile. "Dot is responsible for all apocalypse matters. In fact, it was Dot who first flagged your appearance in 2019."

"...And the reason why you can't find the people's last name." 

Eight glared at Dot, "You bitch..." Five held her hand, "No hard feelings." She sighed as The Handler gave their respective desks.

Five looked at Eight who's desk next to his. Eight rolled her eyes and examine her desk. Meanwhile five's typing something on a typewriter.

'meet me in the bathroom stall later.'

Eight looked at him in disgust, "Really Five? You're such a per-" "Hiya, Five. How's it going?" Eight was cut off by a woman.

"I must have utter silence in order to complete this task." 

"Oh, okay..." 

"Oh by the way, a few of us are having lunch and I was wondering if you...."  Five cleared his throat as Eight goes back to her work, "...you're doing something..."

Five looked at Eight, she sighed, "I'm not interested with your invitation. I suggest you just invite someone else."

"No, it's not that..." Five shook his head, "It's important."

"Hey there, Eight." The girl was greeted with a boy sitting in a cubicle. She rolled her eyes, "What is you're going to say?"

Five didn't utter any word but he pat his lap, Eight's jaw almost drop. "I knew it. Should've let the woman talking to you come here." Before Eight could leave the bathroom Five grabbed her hips as she landed on his lap.

Her eyes widened, as she looked down to which his grip just getting tighter, "So who are you jealous of right now?" He whispered as his lips caressed her earlobe.

Her thigh highs rubbed together, as she slightly turned her head aside, "I'm not jealous..." The boy responded with low  'hmm' as his hands put her hair aside to give full access to her right neck.  "It's okay to admit that you're jealous, it's cute." His lips moved to her neck as she gasped in shock.

Five chuckled as his grip tightened, "You're so responsive." He gave her neck a light kisses as she shut her eyes.

"Oh yeah, I found this." The boy suddenly stopped giving her affection as he showed her a red folder as Eight huffed, "What?" Five smirked.

"Nothing..."

"Shit." They both whispered in unison as The Handler opened a bathroom stall beside them. "Such a cockblock." Five whispered.

"So, how's your first day going?" The Handler spoke, "Couldn't be better." Five replied.

"Glad to hear it." The Handler said as she starts urinating causing Eight to scrunch her face. The Handler groaned, "I burned my rugae. Ever burn your rugae?"

"What kind of question is that?" Eight whispered. "The ridges on the hard palatethat help pass food to the esophagus. Anyway, I'm on a liquid diet for two days,hence the marathon of urination." 

"One faulty cog,and nothing works as it should." Five sighed. "You know, we value integrityat the office above all else. Trust is essential,and that trust is... built over time." 

The Handler flushes as she opened the stall. "I'm feeling peckish." she paused, "Have you had your lunch?"

"Not yet." Five answered, "How about you Eight?" Her eyes widened, "How'd you know I'm here?"

The Handler chuckled, "Don't worry. It must be hard hitting puberty." She peek on their stall, "How would you liketo lunch with me in my office?"

"Sounds great..." Eight responded as Five nodded. "We'll see each other after you finish each other's business." The Handler sighed, "Just clean up your mess and..." She dropped a condom.

"Be safe." She said before leaving.

Eight used her power to move Five's arms away so she could stand up, The boy smirked, "Well we have 5 minutes."

"You last 5 minutes?" Eight insults as she let a small chuckle. "Well, what can I say? I can't control myself if it's you." 

Eight rolled her eyes as she hid her flushed cheeks, "You're disgusting."