I hate you more (Five Hargreeves x reader)

39(s2)

We got back to Elliots after the siblings were completely wasted so they could get some rest. I was sitting on the bed that Five and I share just thinking. I don't know where he is or what he's doing, and it needs to stop. He's going to be a father for Christs sake. Maybe we should have waited longer. Even with all of these questions racing around my head, one things for certain. I'm in love with Five Hargreeves. I was about to fall asleep when I heard a familiar noise from the corner of our room. "Damn woman, always comes in at the wrong time but what the hell am I supposed to do. Another damn ultimatum. God-" He was muttering to himself and I could tell he had an encounter with the handler. I was about to say something before I heard a soft sob. "I can't save them. I can't save them. I'm useless." I heard him slide down the wall and then he layed his head in his knees in hopes of muffling his cries. "Hey." I rolled around and looked at him. His head shot up and he wiped off his tears. "How long have you been up?" I shrugged. "The whole time." He sighed in defeat of hiding what was really going on in his head. "I'm okay y/n-" "No your obviously not. Five i'm your wife! I want you to tell me things like this. You aren't alone. I would have gone where ever  you went if you asked me to. Five you need to stop holding this in; it'll only corrupt you to the point where you feel like nothing. You are going to be a dad. So if you continue sneaking off, let me know that you will be okay! I don't want our child to grow up without their dad." He looked up at me. "I need to sleep. We'll talk about this later-" "Why later. What aren't you telling me Hargreeves?" As soon as I said his last name, I felt awful. I could see him tense up when I called him that. And then it hit me. The reason he's like this is because in his prime stages of development, Reginald never allowed the children to feel emotions. He learned from a young age not to break down because then he'll get torn down. "Five-" He stood up and grabbed his blazer. "I'm sleeping on the couch tonight." "Five wait-" I was cut off by the slam of the door and was left with my thoughts in our empty room.

I thought this is where I should end this chapter, but im about to write the next part which connects to the storyline.