𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏 || FIVE HARGREEVES ||

two

~•run boy run•~

"See something you like?"

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Grace turned a record player on then grabbed a bell then proceeded to walk by the entrance of the dining room, ringing the bell, the children soon came rushing down.

The children then stood Infront of their chairs, waiting for their father's command to sit, y/n glared at five's arm, her hair tie was still with him.

When their father came, completing the family, he spoke.

"Sit!" The children hurried to sit as he spoke, y/n sat beside their father and next to Allison, but soon a thud caught their attention, their heads turned to five who just stabbed the table with his knife.

"I have a question" five said, looking at their father intensely.

"Knowledge is an admirable thing number 5" their father said as he grabbed his drink from the table before continuing "but you must've forgotten that speaking isn't allowed during meal time."

"I want to time travel." Five pushed.

That wasn't a question was it?

Their father ignored him, just making him much angrier.

"But I'm ready-" five stood up from his chair, pushing his food away "I've been practicing my spatial jumps-" he says, spatial jumping next to their father and y/n "see?"

"Spatial jumps are like child's play to the unknowns of time travelling-" their father told five, not even looking directly at him, y/n glanced at Vanya, her and five were the closest, she saw vanya look at him worried.

"Well I don't get it" five scoffed, quickly glancing at y/n who was still looking at Vanya.

"Hence you are not ready" their father said as y/n looked back at five like everyone else was- well expect for their father.

"I'm not afraid" the boy said.

"Fear isn't the issue here- it's the effects that can affect your body- now I forbid you from speaking of this ever again" their father finally turned to him which was a first.

Y/n heard five scoff before he ran out of the room.

"Number 5! Get back here! You haven't been excused!" Their father called out, but five didn't show up, not for another 17 years atleast.

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"I'll put a pot on" Vanya said, standing up and walking to the kitchen.

Y/n didn't know what to say, she felt bad for the boy, for the first time in her life.

Not saying anything felt awkward even if she always wanted him to shut up, she just looked at him, looking down at her arm, she watched the hair tie he took years ago, it was now dirty and is practically hanging by a thread.

If this hair tie had endured so much, what about him?

Her thoughts were cut short when five started to walk up to Vanya, watching the boy walk up to her sister, she decided to eavesdrop.

"You think I'm crazy" the boy said to Vanya.

"N-no it's just alot to take in-" Vanya replied before continuing.

Ok nevermind, this is getting boring.

Y/n leaned back on the couch, crossing her legs, she closed her eyes, its been a long ass day and she just want some sleep.