Love With a Deadline

(S1) chap. 7

Tw: language

"Her name was Delores."

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Y/n Hargreeves ↓

I was in my room, going through some things. After I was done, I went to Fives room.

"Okay, so what's this help you're getting?" *I asked, leaning against the wall. Before I could say anything else, Klaus came into the room in a weird looking suit. "Nice outfit." I said, a little sarcastically.

"What are you wearing?" Five asked. "I said wear something professional."

"This is the most professional thing I own-" Klaus started. When I heard footsteps, specifically Vanya's, I shoved Klaus into the closet with my telekinesis.

Vanya came in. "Oh, thank God. I was worried sick about you two." She said.

"Sorry we left without saying goodbye." Five said. I just stayed silent.

"No, look, I'm the one that should be sorry." Vanya told him. "Yeah, I was dismissive, and I- I guess I didn't know how to process what you were saying. And I still can't, to be honest." She said.

"Maybe you were right to be dismissive." Five said. "Maybe it wasn't real after all. It felt real. Well, like you said, the old man did say time travel could contaminate the mind."

"Then maybe I'm not the right person for you to be talking to. Look, I used to see someone, a therapist. I could give you her information." Vanya suggested.

And I swear I could see the smallest tense in Five.

"Thanks, but... I think I'm just gonna get some rest. It's been a long time since I've actually had a good sleep." He said.

Vanya nodded a bit, giving us a small smile before hesitantly stepping out of the room. Once we were sure she was gone, I let Klaus fall out of the closet.

"That was so..." He started. "... touching! All that stuff about family and Dad and time- wow!" I was about to say something, but Klaus beat me to it. "I'm moist."

Five makes a face and I grimace a bit. "That's... gross."

"We'll raid the old man's closet." Five sighed.

"Okay, just to be clear on the finer details, you're my son and Y/n is your..." Klaus turned to look at me. "Girlfriend."

"What?" I say. "No, I'd rather break my own ankles. Can't I just be his sister or cousin or friend?"

"No, I like romance." Klaus insisted.

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

"What's our cover story?" Klaus asked.

"Cover story?" Five questioned.

"Yeah! I mean, was I really young when I had you. Like, sixteen? Like, young and misguided?"

"Sure." Five sighed again.

"You're mother, that slut!" Klaus went on. "We met... at the disco. Okay, remember that." He snaps his fingers. "Oh my God, the sex was amazing."

"What a disturbing glimpse into that thing you call a brain." Five said.

"Don't make me put you in time out!"

Time skip

Five Hargreeves ↓

I've been trying to get this fucker to talk, but he won't. And I'm genuinely losing what's left of my sanity at this point. Y/n was standing beside me, Klaus was sitting in the chair across from Lance's desk.