𝑺𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏 || FIVE HARGREEVES X READER ||

11

~•the day that wasn't•~

"Are you alright?"

~•~

It was y/n and Ace's first mission together, they were assigned to go to Vietnam, somewhere in the 1970s, the note said to eliminate a guy named Dave but Ace's didn't show y/n the full note.

Hmm I wonder why.

They were wearing masks, y/n wore a bunny mask and Ace wore a Rabbit one, y/n's mask was basically just a childish version of his.

Bullet's flew through the air, a few hitting their masks that protected their heads, Ace led them both behind a boulder, getting his gun ready, he handed y/n their briefcase.

"Make a distraction and throw a grenade" He advised her as she grabbed a grenade from a duffel bag he carried behind his back, after throwing it, the duo took the smoke of the explosion as a distraction and ran closer to this dave guy.

Finally getting close enough, Ace fired his gun as the soldiers fired theirs.

A lost bullet went straight through y/n's arm, she winced in pain and tried putting pressure on the wound.

"Shit" she cursed.

"Now let's get out of here kid" Ace told the girl who held her arm in pain.

"You do know I'm 29 right"

"Whatever" he said, grabbing the briefcase from her, before they could time travel back to the commission, y/n heard a voice cry out loud, it sounded.. familiar..

Klaus..?

Wait a minute.

Before she could finish her thought, her and Ace were back at the commission.

"Back before lunch" Ace sighed, looking at his watch before stretching his arms.

"What time is it?" The girl spoke as she took off her mask.

"11:50" he told her, taking off his mask himself before walking to a cabinet and pulling out a first aid kit "show me" he told her as she took off her blazer to reveal a bullet wound just below her sleeve, Ace tended the wound, him taking care of her felt comforting for some reason, it reminded her of pogo or... Grace.

"There, don't move it to much alright?" Ace told her when he finished tending her wound before walking off towards the hallway.

Soon enough, the bell rang and commission employees filled the halls, y/n semi-sprinted her way towards the restroom, blazer in hand.

Opening the door, she called out "five..?" No answer, before she can fully step foot inside the restroom, she was pushed inside by the same teenage looking mf from earlier.

"You're being too obvious" he told her, shutting the main restroom door before turning to her.

"What happened to hi? Hello?" She asks retorically, sliding her blazer on.

"What happened to your arm? Are you alright?" Five took a step closer to her, grabbing her wounded arm that was already covered with the blazer.