ROSES AND FLAMES - Five Hargreeves

𝟯𝟱. aunt josie!

The next morning was probably the best sleep josie had ever gotten, sleeping in as she turned around to see five spent the night with her, both waking up around the same time. "I Told you wouldn't want to sleep with your brothers." She rasped out, rubbing her eyes as five looked at her.

"Good morning to you too." He said, sitting up. Smiling as she got out of bed, josie stretched out, realizing they both slept for at least twelve hours, nearly being noon. "You think the others are up?" Josie asked, walking over to the closet to grab five an outfit, him also grabbing a hat.

"What no— you're not wearing that." Josie stated, seeing him put it on. "Alright fine you can wear it. I'm going to go get dressed." Wishing the bathrooms were connected, josie grabbed her things as she was also grabbed a toothbrush and toothpaste, needing to make the best of this situation, walking in when she saw a young boy brushing his teeth.

"Aunt Josie! Knew you'd be here as well." The boy exclaimed, looking through the mirror. Josie nearly wanted to do a double take, snapping her head at the boy with that comment, furrowing her eyebrows.

"What did you call me?" She asked, needing him to repeat it. "I'm Lila's son, Stanley— Diego is my father." Widening her eyes, josie simply went disgusted, realizing she really was an aunt, and that her sister was still here.

"Holy shit! Diego knocked up my sister?" She asked, Stanley letting go of the hug. "Oh yeah, it's been thirteen years of hell. She's not very good at this."

"Yeah, well cut her some slack. We had a shit mom," she defended, wanting to see Lila, wondering if she's still confused about her mother or not. "I'm going to get ready, I'll see you downstairs yeah?" Watching Stanley leave, Josie grimaced, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Time to be the best fucking aunt." She gritted, quickly changing, brushing out her teeth and hair at the same time, excited to know her nephew, coming out of the bathroom and going into her room, seeing five wearing a completely different outfit, with a vest.

"Oh my god." She whispered, pretending to love it. "I'm wearing it whether you like it or not." He told her, quite liking her outfit which happened to a baby blue romper with a white cropped shirt underneath, being quite warm today for April.

Wearing her red converse that have been through hell and back, five couldn't help but smile at her outfit that she probbaly would've worn at 17, looking at her. "This is your dads fault. Being in that damn uniform didn't let you explore the world of outfits." Josie told him, grabbing the key for them to go downstairs, stuffing it into her pocket.

Going down to the stairs, josie was happy to see the breakfast bar still open, looking at diego first. "Cannot believe you knocked up my sister." He told her, leaning on the chair beside him, quite liking his haircut as well.

"So I've see you've met your nephew." He teased, playing with one of his knees. "Oh yeah, let's hope you don't suck at being a dad." She bit back, walking over to Stanley, rubbing his head as she grabbed a plate.

"So, catch up me, where's your mom now?" Josie asked, grabbing a few sausages, the eggs somewhat cold as she saw a toaster for her bagel, walking over there with Stan. "Yeah I'm not sure, I got here last night with mom but then she left. It's my dads turn to parent me."

Laughing and catching herself be crazy, josie made eye contact with five by the bar, seeing him grab her a drink, turning back to look at Stanley. "Well, I may look 17, but I am 32. He's been treating me like a kid the past year. I think he forgets." Josie told him; walking over to the table where and Klaus and diego were sitting.

"That little delinquent is your son? That's so funny." Klaus laughed, Diego rolling his eyes. "Allegedly my son."

"Allegedly? He is definitely your son." Josie told him, patting his back as five grabbed himself another chair. "Wait, whose the mother?" He asked in the progress, Josie smiling at her mimosa.