What About My Consent Bitch!?

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Five’s POV

“Get in the cupboard asshole.”

Vanya’s footsteps were getting closer and I didn’t want her knowing about my mini mission.

“What if I don’t want to be in a cupboard?” I rolled my eyes and shoved Klaus in the wardrobe just as Vanya walked in.

“Oh thank God.” She sighed as I turned around, “I was worried sick about you.”

I turned to face her and glanced at the cupboard Klaus was in, silently begging for him not to burst out, “Sorry I left without saying goodbye.”

“No, I’m sorry, I was dismissive and didn’t really take it in, it was a lot to process.” She blurted out. I felt bad for leaving, and I felt bad for snapping at her, but right now I needed to focus on saving the world.

“Well… maybe you're right, maybe it wasn’t real… it felt real, but like you and the old man said, time travel can contaminate the mind.” I turned my back to her and wandered around the room. What if it wasn’t real? What if y/n wasn’t real?

“I’m probably not the best person you should be talking to. There’s a guy I know, a therapist, he could…”

I mentally rolled my eyes and turned back towards her, “Thanks but… I think I’m going to get some rest. It’s been a long time since I had a proper nights sleep.” I put on a “loving” smile as she walked out of the room.

Suddenly there was a loud bang and the sound of a million items clattering around, I glared at Klaus who was rolling out of the cupboard, “How touching! All the stuff about family and dad…” He walked towards the window. Vanya was only just down the hall and I wouldn’t be surprised if she heard the clattering upstairs and came back up.

“Would you shut up she’ll hear you-“

“I’m moist…” He muttered. Wow, I did not need to hear that.

“I thought I told you to put on something professional.” I gestured to his clothing. He wore a green and black floral shirt with red trimmed pieces of fabric sticking out from his shoulders and with a red trim in the middle where you would button it up.

Klaus looked offended, “What? This is my nicest outfit.”

I rolled my eyes, “Well, we’ll raid the old man’s closet.” I walked out the room.

“As long as I get paid.” Klaus shouted.

“When the job is done.” I shouted back.

Klaus caught up to me and stopped in the hallway, “So just so we’re clear on the details, I just gotta go into this place and pretend to be your dear old dad, correct?”

“Yeah. Something like that.” I didn’t have time for this.

“What’s our cover story?"

“What? What are you talking about?” We had to go to Meritech and this was wasting time.

“Was I like really young when I had you… Like sixteen? Like young and…terribly misguided?”

“Sure.”

“Your mother, that slut.” He whisper-shouted to no one as I mentally facepalmed, “Whoever she was. We met at a … uhh… the disco. Okay? Remember that?” He snapped his fingers, “Omg, the sex was amazinnnng.”

“What a disturbing glimpse into the thing you call a brain.”

I walked out with Klaus following after me, “Don’t make me put you in time out!”

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