Till the World Ends // Five x reader

3 Coffee

Diego angled his body to face Luther as he spoke, "You know, you of all people should be on my side here, Number One."

    "I am warning you."

     "After echoing he did to you?" Diego continued. "He had to ship you a million miles away."

    "Diego, stop talking." Luther was getting mad.

    "That's how much he couldn't stand the sight of you!" Diego pushed his pointer finger against Luther's chest.

Luther shoved his hand off and swung for Diego who quickly dodged. Both started fighting.

    "Boys, stop this at once!" Pogo orders, surprise surprise they both ignored him and continued.

Klaus who was beside me and Five, put his arm out in front of us as we backed up. Five pushed his hand down.

    "Come on, big boy!" Diego shouted.

Luther swung, Diego dodged, Luther grabs Diego's legs, Diego punches down on Luther's back having no affect. This was nothing new, nothing surprising from these two.

    "Stop it!" Vanya tried.

    "Hit him! Hit him!" Klaus chanted.

They continued, I'll spare you the details, it didn't get brutal or anything it was just getting no where.

    "We don't have time for this." Five sighs.

    "I mean I didn't really expect differently." I say as we both walk back inside.

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Five and I were in the kitchen it had been hours since the funeral, dark now, I sat on the table as the searched through things, for even the tiniest bit of caffeine.

"Where's Vanya?" Allison asked as she walked in.

"Oh, she's gone." Klaus answered, he was sitting with his feet resting on the table, his shoes and socks he'd removed.

"Well that's unfortunate." Five walked over. "An entire square block. Forty-two bedrooms, 19 bedrooms, but not a single drop of coffee."

"Dad hated caffeine." Allison said.

"Well, he hated children, too, and he had plenty of us." Klaus gave a laugh.

"I'm taking the car. (Y/n), you coming?" Five asked.

"You really think that's a question." I smile hoping off the table.

"Not really."

"Where are you two going?" Klaus sat up.

"To get a decent cup of coffee." Five answers.

"Do you even know how to drive?" Allison asked with her arms crossed.

"I know how to do everything." Five said holding out his hand to me. I took it and we Blinked out to the car.

I get in the passenger seat and Five stays in the driver seat driving out onto the damp road.

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Griddy's Doughnuts, first place we came across that was open this late and would sell coffee.

The place was empty, the two of us walked up to the counter were there was a silver bell. Five taped it twice and sighed when nobody came over.
A man entered, walking up to the counter and sitting down, taking off his cap and exhaling deeply.

Shortly after a woman came, she wore a pink dinner uniform. She sighed, "Sorry, sink was clogged. So, what'll it be?" She smiles at the man talking out a pen and notepad.

    "Uh, give me a chocolate éclair." The man says.

   "Mm-hmm. Sure. Can I get the kids a glass of milk or something?" She asked thinking we're with the man.

Five scoffs, "The kid wants coffee. Black."

      "Make it two." I add.

    "Cute kid." The waitress chuckles, nobody said anything. "Okay." She walked back to get our order.

   "Don't remember this place being such a shithole." Five sighs.

    "I remember when we used to come here as kids. We used to sneak out with the others." I say.

    "We ate doughnuts till we puked." Five smiles. "Simpler times, huh?"

     "Yeah." I say as I notice the man looking at us like we're crazy.

The waitress cleared her throat, "Here."

   "I got their's." He said paying, for his and ours.

    "Thanks." I smile.

Five looked closely at the man's jacket which had an embroidered logo 'Ishmael's Towing' "You must know your way around the city."

"I hope so. I've been driving it for 20 years."

"Good. We need an address." Five told him.

He wrote it down for us on a napkin before leaving. I listened to his truck pull away.
But soon after I felt other people quietly enter. Five noticed my tense, but didn't look behind, no, that would've been stupid, he looked in the reflection of the shiny, reflective silver bell, there were six.

"Hmm. That was fast. I thought we'd have more time before they'd find us, (Y/n)." Five said as I heard the men getting into their places probably pointing their guns at us.

"Okay." A man's voice spoke standing behind me and Five. "So let's all be professional about this, yeah? Both of you, on your feet and come with us. They want to talk."

"I've got nothing to say and I don't think (Y/n) does either."

"It doesn't have to go this way." The same man spoke. "You think I want to shoot two kids? Go home with that on my conscience?"

"To put you at ease, we're not kids, not that it will matter for you." I say.

"You really shouldn't worry about that. You won't be going home." Five looked at the man, as he gently picked up the butter knife from the counter that was placed between the fork and spoon, his eyes locking with mine for a second. At the Commission we often worked alone but one or two missions we had worked together on. Our fighting styles are very different when we're alone but even if we hadn't done anything together, we knew how to fight together, with Five's power in many situations he'd pull the attention onto himself and away from me because he can easily Teleport away in a second, I can't. I can lock on someone and appear beside them or in their area, but that takes me a few seconds and Five can go anywhere I can only follow a person or something living.
Five is smart and skilled enough to never actually put himself in any actual danger, when being cocky and confident while pulling the attention on him. So we both knew the plan.

A second later he Blinked.