The Beauty of Being Numb | Klaus Hargreeves x Reader

To Keep Wanting And Never Getting

Laughing, Luther and (Y/N) enter the living room, she still in his arms. Alisson looks at them with a raised eyebrow as Diego frowns.

-Put me down- (Y/N) tries to move-. I won't trip on my skirt at the stairs now, right?

Luther nods and puts her down. Klaus enters behind them and goes to sit beside Diego.

-So... When's the world ending?- he says to break the tension.

-Three days.

-Three days!?

-That's what Five said.

Luther sits at the bar and (Y/N) on the floor, near her friend, coffee in hand.

-The old bastard did mention the apocalypse, come to think of it. He just left out the part about how soon- Klaus turns to see (Y/N)-. You've been crying?

-It's just the stress, that's all.

-But can we trust him? I don't know if you've noticed, but Five's a little...- Alisson whistles.

-Out little psycho- Klaus chuckles.

-He was pretty convincing. If he wasn't trying to stop an apocalypse, those lunatics wouldn't be chasing him.

-That's why they were after him?

-Yeah.

-What did Five even see?- Alisson asks Luther. He gets nervous.

-Uh... Apparently, we all fought together against whoever was responsible- he stands up, everyone looking at him curiously-. Okay. So, here's the plan. Uh, we go through Dad's research...

-Wait, what?

-Hold on, hold on...

-Wait a tick, wait a tick...- Klaus asks what everyone is thinking-. What actually happened the first time around?

-Yeah. What are you not tellin' us?

-Come on, big boy, spit it out.

-Well...- Luther sighs-. We died.

-What was that?- Alisson thinks she heard wrong.

-I said, uh... We died.

The siblings look at each other, processing One's words.

-We as in "we"?- (Y/N) asks, pointing at herself.

-Yeah, he saw you there too.

-Okay, then- she takes a sip of her coffee.

-Wait, just now you're telling us this? We don't have time- Diego's mad-. We need to figure this out!

-But is it just us?

Not knowing how or when everybody's at the bar counter, asking a lot of questions.

-It's everybody.

-In the house?

-Or like, the whole planet?

-No, outside the house. Everyone died.

-Hey- Vanya interrupts the meeting-. What are you doing?

The five people drinking coffee turn to see Vanya and a man standing in the middle of the room, the first mention looking at them confused.

-It's a family matter- Allison doesn't think her words very well.

-A family matter- Vanya sounds bitter-. So, of course, you couldn't bother to include me.

-No, it's not like that. We were...

-Don't let me interrupt. I see you've already fill chair Number Seven- she looks at (Y/N).