my spark. - five hargreeves x fem! reader

three ★

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y/n woke up in her old f/c bedroom the next day, she didn't remember getting there.

'what happened yesterday?' the girl mentally questioned herself.

she then remembered the fight her and five got into last night retrieving his beloved mannequin.

the girl quickly stood up, her legs shaking as she fell to the floor almost immediately.

"ow! what the hell?" she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her leg and lower back, "ah, fuck. i guess he flipped me onto the floor pretty hard. the adrenaline must've blocked out the pain." the girl sighed, observing the giant bruise on her right leg.

she slowly got up, holding the side of her bed for assistance.

she limped over to her mirror, lifting her shirt up, a mix of purple, blue, and a bit of red was spread across her back and a bit of her side.

"oh my god, this is gonna be a bitch to heal." she debated on speeding up the process, 'my back could probably be fastest, would take a lot less energy too.'

the girl held her hand towards her back, she slowly turned her wrist to the side and started closing her fingers into her palm.

she winced in pain as the bruise started to fade, eventually she got it to a much smaller amount before giving up.

"not all the way but at least its something." she then looks at her leg, the same colors covered the entirety of her calve.

"i'll deal with you later, its too early for this." she made her way to her closet, grabbing another of the same outfit she had on and headed to the bathroom.

the girl locked the door and began to undress, turning on the shower so the water could heat up.

she examined her body in the mirror, 'i wonder what i'd look like if i had grown older physically. would i be taller? shorter? maybe they'd take me seriously if i was like them. i could've had a different life, been far away from here.'

she noticed small and different scratches scattered on her body, courtesy of the recent fights she's been in.

she then touched her heart, tracing the dark black veins leading to her blind eye with gentle fingertips.

'i hate it..' the girl then touched around her eye, 'if only i could see, maybe i would've been able to fight better.'

the girl sighed before getting into the hot shower, her body relaxed at the more than comfortable temperature.

soon she got out, brushed her teeth and hair, then got dressed.

she made her way to five's room, knocking to the tune of a song, their song, two of hearts by stacey q.

knock-knock-knock...knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock...

'two of hearts...two hearts that beat as one...' the girl sang in her head when she knocked on beat.

"come in, love." the boy said, the girl's heart jumped a bit at the sound of the nickname he used for her, 'love? hm, that's new...'

the girl walked in, closing the door behind her. she saw the boy in a white undershirt, sewing a wound on his upper forearm.

"holy shit, were you shot?" the girl walked closer to him as he finished stitching his injury, "yeah, no big deal. hand me one, will you?" the boy nodded towards a pack of children's band-aids.