Whumptober 2022 Oneshots + Alt List Oneshots

Prompt 22 : Pick Your Poison

Subprompt : Withdrawal
Fandom : The Umbrella Academy
Pairing : Viktor & Klaus
Chronology : Post-season 3
Warnings : Vomiting, drug + alcohol addiction, mention of DUI

Because Klaus hadn't been extremely drugged up when they wound up back in 2019, no one thought much of it. His powers worked, so surely he was fine, right? Except, that hadn't been the case. He was still popping pills and drinking every chance he got, he was just moderating it enough to where it didn't hinder his powers too bad. But, if any of his siblings bothered to look closer, they would've noticed the way he would stumble a bit just walking around, or the bags growing under his eyes, or the scent of alcohol always fresh on his breath.

The thing was, none of them really did. Viktor noticed he seemed off, but he kept quiet about it because there was more important, end-of-the-world shit going on. Five also felt something was off during their drive, but he hadn't gotten them into a car accident, so he figured it wasn't anything to be too concerned about. It wasn't until the universe reset that Klaus actually got sober.

Not by his own choice, no. He just couldn't find any of his usual dealers and he had no money. Normally, he would just steal but, without his powers, he didn't want to chance that. If he got chased down by some cops and they decided to get violent with him, he couldn't raise the dead to fight on his behalf, and if he died, well... He couldn't bounce back from that anymore.

So, he was forced into sobriety.

Viktor, who had been staying with him at the Hotel Obsidian (the hotel still existed in the new universe, but there was no White Buffalo suite), quickly noticed something was wrong when Klaus suddenly vomited in the middle of the night, all over his bed and the floor. Viktor, ever the light sleeper, was quickly awoken by the sound and smell of it. It was... Very disgusting, but they'd all dealt with worse in their childhood, so he didn't think too hard on it before helping Klaus get cleaned up.

"Did you eat something bad?" Viktor asked him, trying to find a reason for his brother's sudden illness. Klaus shook his head, which just made him more nauseous and caused him to gag. Viktor hastily pulled an empty drawer out of the dresser and shoved it into Klaus' lap for if he got sick again. "What happened, then?"

"I'm having withdrawals"

"Oh, Klaus..."

"I'll be fine" Klaus dismissed. "I'm just gonna be sick for a week or two" he added with a wave of his hand. Viktor swallowed uncomfortably. "Don't worry, brother o' mine" he continued. "You won't have to tend to my every need or anything. Lord knows you've been through enough"

"I don't mind"

"Nah" Klaus insisted. "Just keep a bucket in the room and we're all good"

"Okay..." Viktor relented. "But, if you need anything, you tell me"

"Will do, hermano"