Feel My Lips | Five Hargreeves x Reader

||Part 7||

Me and Allison soon arrived at the cabin that had the 'Jenkins' mailbox infront of where our car was parked.The car ride was a little awkward because Allison looked like she was gonna burst into tears but I didn't want to bother her,it's probably personal stuff.

We both got out of the car and went around the back of cabin underneath a little shelter where there was fire wood stacked ontop of eachother.We peaked into the window which had a perfect view of the front room and Vanyas violin case placed on the armchair...but there was no one inside.
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Fives pov:

I'd just woken up from what felt like a lifetime,I don't remember much but I brushed the feeling of me and went downstairs into the kitchen and there sat Luther looking like shit and Klaus making coffee.Klaus passed over a cup of coffee over to Luther.

Klaus:"Here we go,this will fix ya." He said with a giggle pouring another cup.

Right before Luther took a sip I snatched it out of his hand sitting on the seat next to him with a smirk.

Five:"Jesus!..who do I gotta kill to get a decent cup of coffee?" I snarled putting the cup on the table wiping my lips.

Klaus:"Anyone seen the others?...Y/n?,diego,Allison...no?Alright this is the closest thing to a quorum that were gonna get." He banged the spatula against the table a few times to get our attention. "Right so there's no easier way of saying this,so I'm just gonna spit it out." He paused in his place as me and Luther gave him that confused look. "Yeah...I conjured dad last night."

I looked over at Luther and picked up the coffee taking another sip as Luther spoke. "Thought you haven't been able to conjure someone in years."

Klaus:"Ah,yes,I know...but I'm sober. Ta-da!" He waved the spatula across his face. "I got clean,yesterday to talk to someone special,and then ended up having this...conversation with dear old daddy himself."

Luther interrupted. "Has anyone got some aspirin?.." I'm pretty sure that was aimed at me since Klaus is delusional almost about everything.

Five:"Top shelf,next to the crackers." I nodded my head over at the open shelf behind Klaus.

Klaus:"Hey,hey,hey. This is serious guys alright,this really happened,I swear."

I rolled my eyes and just played along with it."Okay fine,I'll play. What did the old man have to say?"

Klaus:"Well,he gave me the usual lecture about my appearance and my failures in life, Yada Yada Yada.No surprise there,even the afterlife couldn't soften a hardness like dad,right?...But he did mention something about his murder,or lack there of because he killed himself." His voice went quiet as he looked down with a 'fake upset' expression as Luther gently slammed his fist on the table,almost dozing of.

Luther:"I don't have time for your games Klaus." He stood up out of his chair taking his hood down.

Klaus:"I'm telling you the truth Luther,I'm telling you the truth." He put his hands out trying to stop him from leaving.

Five:"Why'd he do it then?" I lent forward in my chair grasping the cup in my hand.

Klaus:"He said it was the only way to get us all home again."

Luther:"No,dad wouldn't just kill himself-" Luther hissed putting his hand on the table.

Five:"Well,you said it yourself.He was depressed...holed up in his office and room day and night."

Luther:"Suicidal people exhibit certain tendencies,strange behaviors."

Klaus:"Like sending someone to the moon for no reason." He put the spatula on the table.