Clone Trooper x Reader One Shots

(Wattpad Only) Fives + Reunion

Author's Note: Sorry this one is in screenwriting format! It was on Ao3 as another story, but I thought I'd post it here because it really fits this 'book.'

Warning: Very much angst and hurt/comfort. What happened on Umbara is mentioned.

INT. 79'S BAR - NIGHT

You sit at a back table in 79's, surveying the smokey room. Many clones stand around conversing loudly, while others dance on the dance floor. They look like they're all having a lively time. You're not.

Fives sits hunched across from you twirling his drink in his hand. It spins and spins and spins. All he does is stare at the drink.

You glance back at Fives and frown.

YOU
Were you planning on drinking that?

Fives slowly looks up at you. It looks like he's just woken up from a nap and can't process where he is.

YOU
Fives?

Fives looks back down at his drink. You thought you saw a glassy reflection in his eyes. Tears?

Before you can say anything more, a clone slings his arm around Fives. Fives gasps and jumps a mile. You notice the tear tattoo under the clone's eye. It's Tup.

TUP
Fives, wanna dance?

Fives furrows his brow. Tup stumbles on his words.

TUP
Oh! I mean with a group over there.

You glance over Fives' shoulder to where Tup is pointing. You see the tail end of what sort of looks like dancing. Then Jesse hunches over on the dance floor and hurls up all his previous contents of the day. Kix leans over Jesse.

FIVES
(softly)
No thanks, Tup. Maybe later.

Tup salutes Fives and walks off. Fives nods and then goes back to staring at his drink. You stare at Fives with concern. He doesn't want to hang out with his brothers?

YOU
Fives? Do you want to go back to my place?

Without looking up, Fives shakes his head. You sigh and stand up over the table to grab his hand and steady his cup swirling motions.

YOU
Fives, we're leaving.

Fives looks up at you with his big, brown, pleading eyes. You bite your lip. Why does he have to be so cute?

You pull him off his feet and drag him out of 79's.

INT. APARTMENT - NIGHT

The door to your apartment slides shut behind you and Fives. You're still gripping Fives' hand.

You drag him to the couch and sit down next to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.

YOU
(softly)
Are you okay?

Fives looks down at the floor. He doesn't say a word. You gently shake his shoulder.

YOU
Fives.

Before you can process anything more, Fives wraps his arms around you and buries his face into your neck. You feel hot tears against your skin. You quickly wrap your arms around him and hold him back tightly.

YOU
It's okay, Fives. Let it out.

Fives shakes in your arms, his tears turning into heavy sobs.

YOU
Shhh. It's okay. Do you want to talk about it?

Fives sits back in your arms and wipes half of his face with the back of his hand. He heaves in between words.

FIVES
The General... not Skywalker... Krell. He made us kill our... own brothers... And... Hardcase...