Hii first i love your writing!
I never really send requests so i apologize if it's nothing special, but what about Five having a thing with someone from comission who gets angry when he leaves back to 2019, and in the 60s comes back with Lila but in a younger body to take revenge on him, but thwir feelings win and there is a sweet partners to enemies to lovers moment 💗
five hargreeves x reader. “why did you leave?“ [ gender neutral reader. ]
─ ✧ being time traveling assassins can be messy, but your feelings for your work partner are even messier. especially when you want to kill him.
─ ✧ i'll write a part 2 of this . eventually. maybe i dont know LMAO but if you're interested in another part, let me know ( or want to be tagged if i do ) sorry for being dead for a few weeks lmao.
“five! this is stupid, what on earth are you trying to do?! you might aswell let me stab you now since you're leading your family into a death trap.“ you hiss, grabbing his wrist before he could blink away.
“i have to save my family, y/n. i've told you this so many times!“ five snapped back, pulling away as he looked at the handler.
“your time is running out.“ she mouthed, a scarily wide grin on her face.
“and if that plan doesn't succeed?“ you say with a very big emphasis on the doesn't.
five looks back at you and sighs. “i'll make it. i'm sorry, but i need to get back to them. it was great working with you.“
you stood there, letting out a scoff and shaking your head.
“i'll kill that bastard.“
you and lila walked towards hotel obsidian, hands in your pockets as a small boy followed the two of you.
“are you sure they're here?“ you questioned lila. “yeah, saw the idiots all mumbling and fumbling to get through the front door.“ she replies.
“yeah.. definitely them.“
“i'm here to kill five. once i'm done, you're on your own.“ you muttered, looking at the knife in your pockets as lila chuckled.
“me? on my own? in that body of yours, you'll be taken in by an adoption center!“
you looked down at your 13 year old body, letting out an annoyed sigh and stared back at lila.
“i'll be fine..“ you continued to walk ahead as she quickly caught up, hand holding onto stan's.
“this is where we part ways, i'll look for diego and you can look for five.“
you nod your head and rushed away, entering the hotel and doing a quick search. noticing klaus, luther and diego sitting on a table with one figure turned away so you couldn't see his face.
however that annoying ugly haircut wouldn't belong to anyone else.
you watched quietly as five eventually stood up, deciding this was your chance to move as you casually walked after him.
once you were both in the quiet hallways and away from everyone else, five stopped and turned around.
“didn't think someone was already after me! what now?“ he says with jazz hands, a forced smile and clearly sarcasm in his voice.
“old habits die hard! not one day i don't want to put a knife through your torso.“ you laughed, pulling out your dagger as five's expression quickly turned into one of confusion.
“wait!-“ he barely avoided your attack as you aimed straight for his chest, you nearly trip but turned your foot to look back at him.
“i've waited so long to do this, i am not waiting any longer.“ you say angrily, trying to strike once again but five blinks behind you, grabbing your wrist and pinning you down.
“y/n?!“ he questioned, you struggle under his grasp as you writhe and squirm.
“yes, its me! now get off you scumbag!“ you quickly pushed him off you, turning the tables as he was now on the ground. you held onto your weapon and raised it into the air, preparing to stab it right through him, but you were stopped.
a hand, one that held onto your hand rather tightly as you looked up. “luther! have you lost weight?“ you said with an annoying smile, he lifted you up with ease as five got up.
“if i'm the scumbag, what does that make you?“ he huffs, dusting off his suit while you tried to get luther to release you, kicking and punching as luther was unphased.
“you're backstabber! an abandoning, ugly haircut having backstabber at that!“ you scowled, luther finally dropping you down onto the ground.
“thanks..“ five mutters, watching luther walk away as you gently rub your wrist.
“this is awkward.“ he inserted his hands into his pockets and looked down at you, tapping his right foot as you grumbled incoherent words.
“alright, enough moping on the floor. follow me.“ five hoisted you up as you didn't refuse or say a word, simply following wherever he went in defeat.
you found yourself in a room, one you assumed was five's due to the umbrella academy uniform hanging behind the door.
“for starters, how did you get here?“ he asks, leaning on the nearest wall with a cup of black coffee in hand.
“i've been with lila, and for some reason my body shifted to its younger self while we went to your timeline. it's pretty damn annoying considering now i'm a child in normal people's eyes.“
“well now you know how i feel.“
you chuckled at his statement. “yeah.. i remember asking the handler why she made me have a 13 year old as my partner.“
“well that '13' year old was better than you in every single aspect of assassination.“ he says with a smug smirk while you playfully roll your eyes at him.
“..why did you have to leave..?“ you whispered, five's smirk disappeared and a sigh in its place.
“it was lonely without you, you know? having to deal with lila alone wasn't very fun.“ you say with a dry chuckle, inevitably returning to the gloom you had from before as you looked down at your shoes.
“why don't you get the job done then?“
you looked up at five, handing out your dagger towards you with a blank expression.
“your family needs you, or whatever sappy bullshit. i'm not saying i won't try and kill you again, because i will. i just.. i dont't know. i hated you all this time but seeing you again..“ your voice trailed off, you knew that five brought you more comfort than anything in the world.. but you couldnt have him. he loved his family and nothing could beat that kind of love.
“i should leave, i don't want to be here any longer.“
you didn't bother to listen, walking out the door and resisting every urge to look back.
you couldn't have five, as a friend or as a partner. you were always just someone passing by in his life.
