Protective (five x reader)

17

! Some of the plot/scenes in this chapter is not 100% accurate!

Some time after the incident with Five and Diego we decided to leave for the mansion.

But only with some persuasion was I allowed to go with Five.

I had told him that I'd probably end up dead, in a ditch somewhere if I didn't go with him.

The odds of that happening were close to nothing, but I needed to keep myself busy and distracted.

After all... better safe than sorry. He agreed only because he wanted Grace to check up on me.

We got to the mansion shortly after we left, five had somewhat sobered up. Back to his usual, pleasant self. As Luther once put it.

I was told to go upstairs and find Grace. Which I had only just been told was the mother of the seven Hargreeves.

Five went to investigate the source of the blood stains on the ground, leading to Klaus' room.

I walked into the same room I had once woken up in... the hospital room.

Sitting there waiting was Grace, she had an apron and a pink dress on.

She was very beautiful, and quite young. Wrinkles seemed to be nonexistent on her angelic features.

"Oh, hello dear, you must be y/n?" She questioned in a light, nurturing tone. I slightly nodded my head.

"Well come now, sit right here." She got up from her seat and patted it, directing me to sit there.

I noticed she had something on her wrist. It looked like stitches. I decided to not comment on it, as it was non of my business.

She started by checking my head, the cut at the back of my head was not infected, it was healing, going as planned.

My wrist was fully healed, and the bruise under my eye was a yellow color. She informed me that I was going to be alright, and in a week or so I should be back to normal.

I thanked her with a smile, and went to find where five had gotten off to.

I walked into Klaus' room to see the boy, muttering and writing something down.

I stood by the door, arms crossed waiting for him to pull himself together.

"Five? Is everything okay?" I asked him, not really wanting an answer.

"Yes, everything is absolutely fine, my moron of a brother just destroyed something very important to someone, and I have to try and save the world in 4 days... and counting. Why wouldn't anything not be fine?" I could tell he was loosing it.

He got up quickly, pushed past me and into his room.

I slowly followed behind.

He stood up on his bed looking at the empty wall. Yep he has definitely lost his mind.

"Find anything interesting?" I asked him sarcastically.

"Bring me that" he pointed at the desk, his eyes still plastered on the plain wall.

Pushy much.

I walked over to the desk, got the piece of chalk I assumed he wanted and handed it to him.

He started writing, and muttering gibberish to himself.

I sat down on the chair by the window, I'd expect that this was gonna take a while.

Whilst Five was doing, what ever Five does, my mind started to amble.

And that was not a very good thing when it comes to me.