What is he hiding?

Insects

(Quick thing. I haven't watched Umbrella Academy in awhile so not everything will line up. Its more of my own twist I guess. Its also very fast paced. I like to cut to the chase.)

Insects crawled and hatched under Five's skin. He knew they werent real but he always tries to cut them out. He felt them twists and turn, not hurting him, but enoigh to drive him mad. He felt them awake when he was mad, sad, anxious, and stressed. He's had the habit since the apocalypse. Ever since he saw bugs and insects crawl out of his sibling's dead bodies. He never had to hide it until he came back to save the world.

"Have any of you guys seen my knife? It's a nicer one, sharper than the rest, black metal," Five heard Diego from downstairs. He clipped from the attic to a bathroom close to his room. He took a quick shower hissing at the hot water hitting his fresh cuts. He would normally return the blade once he was done, but something told him not to. Once he was done in the shower he dried himself and clipped to his bedroom. He heard a knock on his door while hetting dressed.

"I'm getting dressed, what do want Diego?" Five asked in his usual annoyed voice.

"Have you seen my knife? It's-"

"No I haven't. I haven't seen a single one of your knives," Diego sighed and walked away disappointed. Disappointed in him. Five felt the insects start to move again and simple squeezed his arm until in started to bleed again. He bandaged himself and put a black long-sleeved shirt underneath his uniform. He looked at the equations on the wall, he was so close to the answer, but so far. He shook his heas and walked downstairs for a cup of coffee.

"Morning Five," Vanya greeted him from the counter. She had a cup of coffee in her hand and a warm smile on his face. He noticed the mug next to her.

"Morning Vanya," Five sighed picking up the mug.

"That one's for you," Vanya said as Five took a big gulp only for it to brun his throat. Vanya looked at him with surprise. She poured it herself, she knew how fresh it was.

"Thanks," Five muttered refilling it and clipped back to his room. He didn't want to make connections, he knew the apocalypse would come back and if it came sooner than later, Five would feel guilty and he'd have to do it all over again.

"Morning Vanya," Klaus greeted with a smile.

"Morning Klaus, I'm surprised you're up."

"Ouch the hurt," Klaus pouted putting a hand over his heart. Vanya looked at the stairs dropping the conversation with Klaus.

"Sometimes on your mind?"

"It's Five. He just seems off today. He walked downstairs and clipped back,"

"That is a little off. Normally Cinco either clips both ways ot walks both ways," Vanya nodded her head not taking her eyes off the stairs. Klzaus frowned at sat down at the table.

"I'm sure he's fine. I mean he's like 50 something years old, he knows more than us."

"Maybe that's apart of the problem,"

"If you're thinking he has alzheimers know you're wrong,"

"What else could be the reason?"

"Maybe he got upset, or you made him uncomfortable?"

"Five wouldn't clip for something as simple as that," Deigo said making Klaus and Vanya jump at his voice. " I went to ask him a question and he didn't even let me finish my sentence,"

"Strange," Vanya said looking down at her coffee cup in her hands watching the steem float up and the light brown liquid even out. "He drank coffee fresh from the pot to the mug. I don't know anyone who can do that without any reaction and still soind and look fine,"

"What?!" Diego and Klaus said simultaneously. Five was picky about food temperatures a lot and almost all of them knew that. Five was a perfectionist and they all knew that. He wasn't when they were younger, but now, anything slightly off would bother him. These errors in Five's actions would definitely bother him if he actually knew he was making these errors.

"What's this about Five?" Allison asked walking in her arms crossed while leaning against the doorway. Luther stood behind her staring her with confusion. Vanya and Diego looked at Klaus.

"Seriously? Come on guys," Klaus huffed leaning back in his chair. One wrong push and he'd hit the floor hard. "Basically Cinco is acting off. Minor mistakes for us, but for him, huge. Normally he clips or walks both ways from his room to the kitchen, today he walked down and clipped up. He also drank scorching hot coffee and acted, looked, and sounded as if it was normal coffee-"

"What?! He's gets so picky at times about the temperature of his food and he drank it fresh from the pot!" Allison said a little upset because of how many times she had to change the temperature for Five's food. "Sorry continue,"

"Anyways he also didn't let Diego finish his sentence earlier," Klaus sighed before hitting the floor. He groaned and grasped his head before mumbling words under his breath.

"I mean we could just ask him," Luther asked. Everyone cocked an eyebrow at him. It wasn't a bad idea, but it wasn't a good idea either. They headed up to his room.

"Whose going to knock?" Klaus asked. Everyone looked at Luther.

"Or none of you," Five said opening his door. "What do you want?"

None of them knew how to start. Luther decided to be the first to go.

"Um, are you okay? You seem a little off today," Luther asked rubbing the back of his head. Five was taken back by the question but answered anyways.

"Yeah I'm fine, just got something on my mind." Luther nodded.

"Mind sharing, if not that's okay." Diego spoke up. Five shook his head as they walked away except for Allison.

"Don't rumor me into telling the truth if that's what you're going to do. I have nothing to hide,"

"Doesn't seem that way. You can either tell me or I'll rumor you," Five sighed pinching the bridge of his nose.

"I'm just stuck on an equation. It use to be a simple one, but I can't remember how to do it. I'm just a little upset about it," Five lied. I was believable enough to get Allison to go away, for now.