•Lambent• {Five Hargreeves} The Umbrella Academy

Chapter 28- Soft Hair

Dolores has switched her glass with Five's after realizing how much more he had. Five either didn't notice or he didn't care. She did take the umbrella out of his and handed it to him. Now she knew her haze was definitely from the cold drink. She hiccuped lightly as she admired Five's facial features. With her elbow on her knee and her chin on her hand. She leaned forward to get a better look at him.

"Good, you're up." Dolores nearly fell as her chin slipped from her grip.

"Hi Diego." He only grunted in response.

"Ready for a drink now?" Five asked. Dolores took another sip of hers and then Five took it away.

"Baby no, I'm not done," she reached out for it but Five placed the umbrella in her hand. Quickly distracted, she twirled it in her hand with her purple one.

"Where is he?" Diego gripped his blade tightly, ready to strike.

"Gone," Dolores said. Diego sucked in a breath, not wanting to yell at her.

"We let him go," Five concluded. Diego stood and brushed himself off.

"You what?" He growled. Five only sighed and moved Dolores's drink farther away from her.

"Now that the apocalypse is over, it's time for the fighting to stop." Dolores hiccuped, earning a look from the two brothers. Diego turned to leave.

"Hey! He didn't kill Patch, his partner Cha-Cha did."

"So what? They were both there that night."

"Half of the partnership gave me both of their guns, which clears you because any ballistics will match Patch's crime scene. Hazel came here looking for a way out. A fresh start. And he had the one thing that may do this family a little good. It's time to move on."

"Suit yourself." Five helped Dolores off of the counter. She stumbled a bit and fell into Five's arms.

"I'm curious. Your girlfriend Patch, what did you like about her?" Five tilted his head up as Dolores traced his jawline. He couldn't really do anything about it because both arms were being used to support Dolores.

"A lot of things. Cute butt, nice legs..." Dolores price herself off of Five and leaned over to smack Diego on the arm. It didn't hurt him at all but it was enough to make his raise his brows. Five grabbed her waist and pulled her into him. She wiggled a bit before relaxing.

"Anything a little more profound than that?" Diego looked away and ran his tongue along his teeth.

"She believed in people. No matter how much shit she saw on the streets, she always saw the good inside." Five squeezed Dolores. He didn't know what he'd do if anything happened to her again.

"I'm sure she'll be proud to know that you're killing Hazel and Cha-Cha in her memory." Then he teleported away with Dolores, leaving Diego in his own thoughts.

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Dolores lay on Five's chest, lazily twirling the umbrella. Five ran his hands up and down her back. She snuggled into him.

"What if we didn't stop it?" Five froze for a moment and then continued tracing patterns.

"I don't know." Dolores shifted, using her elbows to prop her self up to look him in the eye.

"But something feels wrong."

"I know." She brought a hand up to push his hair out of the way. Then she did it again.

"Your hair is very soft," she twisted some strands with her fingers. Five began to laugh.

"Hey! I'm serious, it really is..." Five cupped her cheek with his hand. She smiled and leaned down, pressing a kiss on his lips. She moved down so her head was on his chest again. Then she fell asleep, Five following not long after.