She woke up early in the morning in her king-size bed, alone again, not once she did not miss her husband's presence whenever she woke up. But it all became different now when her husband decided that his death will be near soon. She simply disagreed immediately, saying that he should stop thinking about the future but he was too stubborn and even built a room for the two of them which she finds useless.
She dressed herself like she was attending an occasion but it was just her way to compete with someone she disliked for a long time ago. She made her way to the dining area, seeing a lot of food as she sat in the middle. Not long, a sound of shoes came inside as a kiss was planted on her cheek.
"Mornin', Mom."
"Morning."He sat beside her and placed a napkin on his lap before starting to eat, "How was work?" she asked, "It was good. Still working on that mess that The Handler caused, I don't even know why Dad trusted her." he sighed, "We, she did help him through certain things." she replied, thinking what those "certain" things are.
"How is Dad?" he changed the subject, "Stubborn as always. Waiting for his death." she answered gloomily. The brunet boy looked at her mother, "You can't really blame Dad. But I'm proud of him." he only said, she looked at him with a smile, "You look just like your father, y'know. Pretty eyes, your hair, your height but more taller." she admired, remembering her husband in their younger days.
"Except I'm not a serial killer." He grinned "You're father was a brave man, Adie." she replied. "You're talking like he's dead, it's creeping me out." Adie said awkwardly.
She chuckled, "Look at where he is right now." she grinned. Her son wiped his mouth, "I should head to work." he said suddenly and stood up, "See you later, Mom." he added and gave a kiss on her forehead.
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After breakfast, she went straight to the Commission but walked to the restricted area alone. The door successfully opened when she scanned her eye by the entrance. She saw a naked body laying in a cylinder-shaped machine that she didn't know what's it called as she slowly walked towards it.
"Good morning, darling." she greeted while crossing her arms'
He saw her beautiful wife, his stomach producing thousands of butterflies when he saw her like it was the first time. "Good morning, love." he said, smiling like a fool.
"Don't call me that." she snapped as his face fell.
"Why? What's the matter?" he asked, hoping it wouldn't end in a fight but he doesn't need to hope.
"What's the matter?! I think we both know the answer to that." she pierced her eyes at him, "Love, I just really need to do this. I need to warn myself about this thing that's going to happen." he exclaimed, his voice hoarse since he was old.
"63 years of marriage!" she cried, raising both of her arms, "Are we really going through this again?" he sighed before looking to the ceiling. "Yes. Until you get your ass in here and spend your remaining years with me." she exclaimed.
"I mean, what if I suddenly die? You're not going to attend my funeral?" she asked "You're not dying. That is why I made two of these for the both of us to live longer." Five answered. "No, I would rather lick a cheese grater." she replied disgustingly while looking at the thing he was lying on.
The two shared an awkward silence together, not too sure what to say next since they were both afraid to cause another fight. Until Five started the conversation this time, "You know what I just realized?" he asked.
"What?"
"We didn't get a chance to have children."Y/N took a sharp breath, close her eyes and held her nose bridge for a brief moment, restraining herself from smacking him, "We have children, Five." she said while he frowned, "Really?"
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In The Future | Five Hargreeves
FanfictionA neglected wife has decided to travel back in time to spend her remaining time with her husband in the apocalypse. Season 1: Complete Season 2: Complete Season 3: Complete