TW: Mentions of suicide and depression. Some scenes are also graphic.
Five's POV
What am I doing? Five pulled back as quickly as he pulled her in.
(Yn) was staring at him wide eyed, her face red. "Wh-What was-"
He pointed at her, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Mention this to no one. It never happened. Got it?"
"Five- we can't just ignore this-"
"We can, and we will." He says standing, and going to get changed out of his bloodied uniform. He notices Delores on the couch. S**t. He goes over to Delores. "I promise that kiss meant nothing. I'm sorry- I was just trying to get her to shut up."
"Oh really? That's it?" (Yn) said, getting upset.
"Listen (Yn), Delores and I have been together for years alright?"
"I knew you first."
"I've known her longer."
"IF YOU HADN'T HAVE BEEN SO RECKLESS IN THE FIRST PLACE WE WOULD HAVE KNOWN EACH OTHER LONGER!"
Five began to grow angry as he turned to her. "HEY! I TRIED TO GET BACK!"
"Yeah, and how well did that work out for ya?"
"That's not fair (Yn)-"
"Fair? You want to talk about fair? You know what's not fair? Finding out that your best friend disappeared into the future without saying goodbye. Watching Ben die right in front of my own eyes unable to do a single d**n thing about it! Getting stuck in a coma for years after trying to save and get back to my best friend. Watching my best friend almost die not once, but twice in my life time because he's too d**n stubborn to tell anyone that he's in pain. Having to blindly trust you because ever since you've come back you won't tell me things, and you keep lying to me. Watching your best friend be head over heels for something THAT ISN'T EVEN REAL-"
"SHE'S REAL TO ME!" Five shouted back.
"OH KNOCK IT OFF!" She shouts angrily, tears streaming down her face. "SHE IS A MANNEQUIN! SHE CAN'T HEAR YOU! SHE CAN'T BREATHE! SHE DOESN'T LOVE YOU! AND SHE CAN'T TALK BACK! SO QUIT PRETENDING SHE'S YOUR SOULMATE BECAUSE SHE'S NOT!"
Five glared at her. "At least I wasn't stupid enough to try and do something you clearly don't have the power to do." He muttered coldly.
She scoffs. "Really? That's how you want to play? Fine. I heard a rumor, that you admitted what you think of me right now."
"I wish we weren't best friends. I wish I hadn't kissed you. And most of all... I wish we had never met." The second the words left his mouth his eyes widened. S**t- I didn't mean that. But he knew it was too late... the damage had been done.
"Well..." She started softly, tears in her eyes as she cried silently. "Then I'll just give you what you want... goodbye Hargreeves..."
"W-Wait- (Yn)-" He started, trying to stop her.
She blinked out and disappeared.
Dread and guilt flooded his entire being. The look on her face when he finished, would burn in his mind forever. I... broke her... In that moment Five didn't care that the apocalypse was just days away... He just knew that (Yn) was gone... and he'd never know where to find her, or if he'd ever see her again. He sighs. I'll worry about it later... we-... I have to save the world. He goes downstairs, steals the cup of coffee from Luther and sits down. He drinks the coffee then makes a face of disgust. "J***s. Who do I gotta kill to get a decent cup of coffee?" Five asked, setting the cup down.
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