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"I control everything. It's kinda my thing."
FIVE HARGREEVES X FEMALE READER
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋
𝑶𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕
A dysfunctional family with unusual abilities band together once again after years of disbandment to save th...
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𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝
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After a long walk, Number Five and Eight located where the local mental hospital was and came in search for Diego.
Y/n consulted with the receptionist, who happened to be a close friend of hers.
"Who's the guy?" her friend, Betty, asked. She had beautiful brown skin which was incredibly soft to the touch, black curly hair and hazel eyes. Y/n avoided her knowing look, shrugging off to her side "He's nobody." she says.
He's definitely 'somebody'.
Betty laughed and smiled "Mhmm, sure. You and your 'nobody' go and wait in the visiting room. Hargreeves will be out shortly."
The two of them waited in the visitors room. It took a good ten minutes to wait for them to bring Diego out. Y/n was sure he was putting up a fight.
They sat on one side of the table, and moments later, they looked up and saw him.
Diego. He looked sleepless.
His hair was messy and long, a beard grew out of his face, and Y/n had to admit that he looked quite good in white. If it wasn't for the mentally ill. "Five." Diego spoke, looking smugly at the boy.
"Hey, Diego." Number Five greeted.
Eight secretly glared at her brother as he laid eyes on her, "You look good in white." she commented, scanning Diego's white shirt and pants. "About time you two showed up." the man spat. He threw a dirty look at both of them but mostly at Five.
"Oh, shut up. You're not the only one stranded here." barked Y/n.
Though, she did feel bad for not approaching him when she knew perfectly well where he fell off from the energy surge. She didn't bother to inform him of that.
He was already in a mental hospital.
Five hummed with a serious look on his face "How'd you know I'd be back?"
"Because that's the kind of shit you pull."
The boy asked him if he knew where the other were. "They're not with you?" Number Two taunted. "We'll find them." Five muttered, resting a hand on Y/n's knee.
Number Eight blushed furiously, staring down at Five's hand on her bare knee as she was wearing a skirt. She cleared her throat and slightly shuffled in her seat "How long have you been here?" she queried.
"Seventy-five days. Landed in the alley behind.."
"Commerce and Knox." the three of them said in unison.
