You Are My Shield | Five Hargreeves X Reader | Book 1

˚✧˳ Chapter 18 - The Handler ˳✧˚

✧ NUMBER FIVE ✧

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(Y/N) Hargreeves

"𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 𝗜 𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗢𝗬𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗧." Five sighs as Luther pulls over the car. We arrived at the place where we were supposed to meet the two lunatics, but apparently, they weren't here yet. "What?" Luther asks, looking concerned with Five's uneasy state.

"The killing. I mean, I was good at work. I took pride in it. But it never gave me pleasure." He answers back apathetically. "I think it was all those years alone. Solitude can do funny things to the mind."

"Yeah, well, you were gone for such a long time. I only spent four years on the moon, but that was more than enough."

"I was conscious in my own mind when I was comatose, I didn't just fall asleep. I felt every day with no one, feeling nothing, and having no one. It was scary. I'm glad you didn't lose your mind, Five." I chuckled, trying to light up the moment.

"It's the being alone that breaks you... You think they'' buy it?"

"Well, what I do know is that they're desperate. It's like a cop losing his gun. If the Commission finds out, they'll be in deep shit. Oh, not to mention the fact that they'll be stuck here until they get it back."

"I think you should hold on to it, Luther. In case they make a move, you'll be ready."

"That's a good idea. But just be careful about it, Luther. I mean, I've... I've lived a long life, but... you're still a young man. You got your whole life ahead of you. Don't waste it."

"And (Y/N)..."

"Yes?"

"Take care of yourself for me. Will ya'?" Five speaks in a sincere manner, it's almost as if he was saying his farewell for both of us. And I didn't want that to happen again.

I insert myself between the passenger and driver's seat with my mouth gaped open as my right hand immediately seized his necktie, forcing him to look in my direction. "This is NOT goodbye. Do you hear me? NOT. I refuse it to be, Number Five. You go talk to those sons of bitches and get back your ass back in this car, you hear me?" My (E/C) narrowed down with boiling disapprovement of whatever the hell he was up to.

I cast a soft look onto my face as my whole body relaxed, letting go of his tie while my previous hand snakes its way to his perfectly tensile cheeks, caressing them tenderly. "You're not a killer and no longer a part of the commission. You're not on your own anymore, you have us."