ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ- (Five x reader)

'The Equations'

Me and Five sit down and he lets out a big sigh before starting to explain..

"I mean, you had a code, right? You didn't just kill anybody." Luther asks and hands Five a cup of coffee.

"No code. We took out anyone who messed with the timeline." Five sighs.

"What about innocent people?" Luther sits back down.

"It was the only way I could get back here." Five looks down, guilt washed all over his face.

"But that's murder!" Luther exclaims.

"Jesus, Luther, grow up. We're not kids anymore. There's no such thing as good guys and bad guys, there's just people, goin' about there lives. But when the world ends, all those people die, including our family." Five loudly whispers.

Luther gives Five a strange look, not saying anything.

"Time changes everything."

"I need to see someone." Luther gets up and leaves the room.

"Five.. I'm so sorry you had to go through all that, I have no idea." Half of me, honestly felt bad for him.

"Obviously you didn't, we only just me." Five softly chuckles.

"Yeah, of course." I smile and look down but soon, my smile slowly fades.

"You okay?" Five places a hand on my shoulder as my head hung low.

"Yeah.. fine." I sigh. Now I know what I honestly don't want to do..

I don't want to kill him.

I mean how could I? He was the most kindest person I have ever met, and not to mention he is really cute as well, doesn't make it any better.

As I looked up, he was moving closer and closer to me as seconds passed.

'Wait I'm supposed to be killing him, not fucking him.'

"Uh- right.. so what do we do now?" I stand up and rub the back of my neck that was sweating continuously.

"Your.. going to help stop the apocalypse, right?" Five asks, I turn to look at him and I could see we were both as red as each other.

"Yeah, I suppose." I respond. I had no idea what just happened then.. but for now, I need to pretend that none of that DID happen.

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Five whispers random calculations as he taps the chalk against the wall.

"Oh. Okay, I think I've got something, Y/N and Delores." Five says. Delores was his mannequin girlfriend that he had around his arm when he was madly drunk. "It's tenuous, but promising."

"What's all this?" Luther walks in, staring at the wall, now full of calculations.

"It's a probability map." Five answers.

"Probability of what?" Luther walks towards it to get a closer look.

"Of who's death could save the world." I answer for Five.

Luther looks at me and goes to say something but then turns back to Five.

"Are you saying that.. one of these four people causes the apocalypse?" Luther points to the four names, scribbled on the wall.

"No, I'm saying that there death might prevent it." Five corrects.

"Oh." Luther stays silent for a few moments. "I'm not following."