DELORES PART 2 • FIVE HARGREEVES X FEM!READER
sorry it took me so long to write it I don’t know why I was completely stuck. i’m not particularly satisfied with this part 2, but it’s okay. maybe it’s because I wrote in third person, i prefer using “you” usually. i hope you’ll like it ! thanks for your kind comments on the first part btw 🫶 english is still not my first language, so I hope there aren’t too many mistakes. takes place during season 4 episode 2 and 6 so be careful about the spoilers ! enjoy !
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part 1 if you missed it 👇
something sweet to soothe your anger dearest brellies 🥰 takes place during season 4 episode 1, no warning all safe. enjoy ! Frank Sinatra
It wasn’t one of those mornings where the main character wakes up to sunlight gently caressing her face. A headache jolted Y/N awake, as if someone had stabbed a knife into her skull. A violent wave of nausea hit her as she struggled to sit up. It took her a while to recognize Five's room. He was still asleep, but a grimace twisted his lips. He didn’t seem to be feeling very well either.
At that moment, she could have been happy about the night spent with Five. After years of working for the Commission, bickering and flirting, it was a fitting conclusion. But Y/N felt so unwell that she struggled to take it all in.
She shook Five’s arm, trying to wake him up. He groaned as he was slowly woken from sleep, groggily opening his eyes and looking up at Y/N with slight annoyance.
“Stop it …”
Fuck, just let me sleep you moron. Y/N heard Five’s voice in her mind.
“That’s not really nice” she let out.
Five’s eyes widened as he realized what had happened. He jolted up, sitting against the headrest of the bed and looking at Y/N.
“Did you just … hear what I was thinking ?”
“Don’t be ridiculous I …”
If you hear me that confirms pretty much of it. He hadn’t even move his lips and it resonated in her mind. She put her hands on both sides of her head and closed her eyes.
“What the fuck is happening, Five…” she whined.
That confirmed it. Y/N had abilities. Five tried his best to remain calm, gently resting his hands on hers and giving them a squeeze to help her ground herself.
“Y/N … Y/N, you need to try and focus. Just listen to me, okay ?”
“I keep hearing your thoughts …” she whined more.
Five gently pulled Y/N into his arms as he felt how scared she was, holding the back of her head. He began softly rubbing her back in gentle, slow circles, trying his best to soothe her.
“I know this is probably overwhelming right now, but I need you to try and focus. Listen to my voice. Try and block everything else out. Start with just my voice, okay ?”
Y/N nodded weakly, grabbing the back of his shirt tightly.
“Good … you’re doing good … just keep focusing on me, okay ? Just focus on how I’m rubbing your back … focus on my hand on the back of your head, running through your hair … keep your eyes closed … take a deep breath in and let it out … breathe with me … focus on how my chest rises and falls when I breathe, and follow it … take a deep breath in … hold it … and let it out nice and slow…”
“Why … why is this happening to me …?” she huffed, doing as he said.
Five continued to rub her back and run his fingers through her hair, trying his best to keep his voice calm, soft, and steady.
“I don’t know … I know that this probably scares the hell out of you, but you’re doing good. Just keep following my voice …”
He gently pulled her head under his chin so she could hear his heartbeat, hopefully finding some comfort in the rhythmic pace.
Y/N breathed in and out, calming the beating of her heart. She could hear his thoughts still, but not as loud as earlier. He was hoping she’d be okay and cursing whatever caused this.
“I wonder … have you tried … to blink ?” she asked softly. “You seem as unwell as me …”
Five gently nodded, continuing to try to soothe her. As soon as she mentioned the possibility that he has regained his power, he let out a slight sigh.
“I don’t know …”
“Try it. I can feel that something’s different within me, and certainly within you.”
Five looked at her a bit puzzled. He struggled a bit before getting up. Suddenly a purple light blinded Y/N and he disappeared right before her eyes.
“Oh my …”
She didn’t have the time to finish her sentence that he reappeared, falling back on the bed.
“We should call the others …” he huffed, eyes widened.
Speechless, Y/N stared at Five for a while, a million thoughts running through her head. She shook her head and stood up, trying to find her phone, but she felt a sudden headache and some stomach pain. She could hear in her mind that Five was suffering just as much as she was.
Y/N finally managed to grab her phone on the bedside table. She typed a message to the group, telling them to meet at the academy as soon as possible. Everyone answered pretty quickly, saying that they all felt the same.
Five let out a deep sigh as he watched her write the message and looked at her with a concerned and worried expression.
“Alright … once we all get here, we’ll try and figure this out … but in the meantime … I think we may just have to ride this out … you look like a corpse …”
“So do you,” she tried to tease him, but she retched a bit.
Five chuckled, but it was interrupted by a retch of his own. His smirk faded, and he groaned slightly as he lay back down on the bed, putting a pillow over his face.
“I just hope we’ll get over it soon.“
He moved the pillow from his face just enough so that he was able to look at her, giving her a small, shaky smile.
“Mmh … hopefully the others aren’t suffering too badly and may at least have an idea of what the hell is happening …”
“Don’t you think it was a bit weird when Ben proposed shooters to us?” Y/N asked, grimacing a bit.
Five’s face scrunched up as the nausea hit him. He groaned again, gently grabbing her hand before replying, his voice a little shaky since he was forcing himself to stay calm.
“Yeah … that was a little weird … but knowing Ben, it seemed normal enough …”
“Are you sure about that ?”
“Well it’s true that he has been quite insistent about getting our powers back but … oh no.”
“Five … is the marigold still here?” Y/N asked, a horrified look on her face as she pointed at the box Sy gave them.
Five’s eyes widened as the realization hit both of them, and he looked toward the box sitting on the dresser. He gently let go of Y/N’s hand and grabbed the jar that was in the box and get it out. Half of the Marigold was missing.
“Fuck.” Five swore.
“I don’t know if I should be happy or not to have some powers now …” she whispered, her gaze lost in the void.
Hearing Y/N whisper in disbelief, Five gently put a hand on her shoulder, rubbing it gently as he held back another retch. He couldn’t help but feel a mixture of emotions when it seemed like she was about to freak out just like he was.
“As long as they don’t make you suffer … it could be quite the drill to read people’s minds.” Five tried to reassure her.
She nodded firmly, looking right into his green eyes. He’s been the best thing she has ever encountered, and it was a blessing that he was here right now. If he weren’t, she would have just panicked hard.
“You’re right. Now you can’t hide anything from me …” she teased softly.
A small, weak laugh left his lips as a smile appeared on his face.
“I guess that’s one good thing,” he replied, trying to sound positive about the whole situation. “But believe me, you’re really not going to like a lot of my thoughts … most of them are pretty damn snarky …”
“But you are always snarky.” she let out, rolling her eyes.
Y/N let her hands go through his hair, caressing it gently, hoping it’d soothe him a bit. eyes softened as he felt the nausea starting to subside. He closed his eyes with a sigh, feeling her hands running through his hair. He leaned into her touch, a slight purr escaping his chest in response.
“ … and I’ll have to be careful when I’m thinking perverted things now … can’t have you listening to that every five seconds …”
“Too late.” she chuckled.
Of course he heard that silly little thought that ran through his mind. Five’s eyes widened as his face went red, a mixture of embarrassment and slight annoyance from how quickly she heard his thought. He looked up at her, his eyes narrowing slightly as he gave her an unamused expression.
“We’ll have to set up some rules.”
“You’re not funny … ” she sighed but still smirking.
But he was right, that wasn’t fair and polite. So she managed to stop the reading. Five groaned and laid his head back on the pillow, putting his arm over his face, hiding it a bit since it was still red with embarrassment.
“I hate you so much right now … you know that, right?”
She got on top of him and leaned down to his face, laughing a bit.
“Oh yes, of course you hate me …” she teased him.
Five’s eyes widened with slight surprise, not expecting Y/N to dominate him like that. He tried to keep his grumpy expression, but failed as a chuckle escaped his lips. He was about to say something snarky when Y/N’s ringtone caused him to pause.
“Maybe we should go …” he sighed.
Y/N groaned, cursing his siblings to be that impatient. It was Diego who was calling but she hung up quickly. She kissed Five briefly on the nose and gathered her clothes that were laying on the floor.
“I’m not finished with you, Five Hargreeves,” she said, putting on her pants.
He couldn’t help but chuckle again from her comment, rolling his eyes.
“Looking forward to it …”
•••
And so she was right. Ben did gave them their power back by pouring some Marigold in the shooters last night. But what they didn’t look forward was the bunch of adventures that came up to try to stop another apocalypse.
Five explained to Y/N how he ended up into a subway every time he teleported, she even went with him while they were in New Grumpson. That place was pretty weird actually, but nothing was as much surprising as a talking cube or time travel after-all. So Y/N didn’t worry about that, neither when Five disappeared with Lila a few hours. Oh … little she knew …
For Christmas, the whole family was staying at Diego’s, with Lila’s family and their children. And now that they were all reunited, she finally started worrying. But the stress suddenly faded away when she heard Five’s voice in her mind. *We’re back …*
The two of them came in with dark faces, Lila kissing her children like it has been an eternity. As strange as it may seem Five looked a little bit older. But Y/N swept this observation away. She promised Five that she wouldn’t read his mind if he didn’t allow it, so she didn’t, but she walked towards him with a worried face.
“Are you alright …?” she asked quietly.
He tried to put on a smile, though it was obviously fake. The past seven years on the road with Lila had taken a toll on him, and he looked exhausted.
Five gently caressed her cheek with a trembling hand as if he was scared to break it.
“You look radiant as always, doll…”
She frowned her eyebrows. He never used to call her that. She looked at Diego kissing Lila, her looking distant.
“May I talk to you ? Alone ?” Y/N asked him, pretty much concerned.
Five couldn’t help but inwardly sigh, realizing that she was catching on and suspecting something was off. He nodded, grabbing her by the arm lightly and leading her away from everyone else and into the kitchen.
Y/N looked at him for a little while, leaning back on the counter. She had her arms crossed on her chest, nervously biting her nail. She was waiting for him to say anything.
Five looked at Y/N for a moment before looking away, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his black suit. His stomach was doing flips, knowing that it was going to be almost impossible to avoid telling her the truth.
“Just…don’t freak out, okay ?”
“It’s too late for that. Look at you. How could I not freak out?” she lets out.
Five winced slightly from her words, his shoulders tensing a bit. He let out a shaky sigh, still avoiding eye contact as he leaned against the wall of the kitchen, his gaze on the ground.
“It’s …”
He trailed off, his jaw clenching a bit. He still didn’t want to speak the words. He didn’t want to say them, as though speaking them would solidify the truth of what happened during those seven years.
“Would it be easier if I read your mind ?” Y/N asked, her heart beating fast.
She knew that something was wrong, and it was killing her. Five’s whole body tensed up even more as she made the suggestion, his eyes widening. The thought of her getting stuck in his mind and seeing the events of the past seven years frightened him even more than speaking about it.
“Please no …”
He said a bit too quickly, finally looking into her eyes. He could feel the guilt forming in the pit of his stomach more and more as he saw how worried she looked.
Y/N bit her lip and hesitated before walking towards him and carefully holding his hand, rubbing her thumb on it.
“You know … we worked for the commission together and fought a few apocalypses so … you can tell me anything. I’d understand …” she tried to reassure him even though she wasn’t really calm.
Five winced a bit as she walked over to hold his hand, his heart aching. He gripped her hand a bit tighter, knowing that the words were about to come out no matter what at this point. He took a shaky deep breath before looking into her eyes again, his expression nervous and guilty.*
“I…”
His voice broke a bit as his gaze dropped from her eyes and down to the ground.
“I messed up.”
Y/N hurried close to him, cupping his face as she tried to meet his eyes.
“Hey hey … I’m sure it is not a big deal …” Y/N said softly, her heart still pounding hard in her chest.
He flinched slightly. She deserved to hear the truth … no matter how much it hurt. Five closed his eyes with a shaky sigh, his shoulders tensing once more.
“I travelled through different timelines with Lila … for seven years.”
Y/N frowned her eyebrows.
“Seven years ? How … it’d only been a few hours …” she let out, puzzled.
“A few hours for you … but seven years for me.“
Y/N tilted her head as she processed the information.
“It has something to do with the subway you get in when you teleport ?” she asked bluntly.
Five nodded slowly, hating how quick she was to figure it out, but a small part of him was impressed, knowing that she was always smart and could figure out the bigger picture. But it still didn’t ease his guilt. He could still feel the pit in his stomach and the tightening in his chest. Yet he squeezed her hand a bit more, as though silently asking her to hear him out before she said anything else.
“We were alone … and I was weak, emotionally weak and so damn tired. And she … she just …”
His voice shook, his grip on her hand unconsciously getting a bit tighter. Five didn’t really have to say anything more. Y/N let go of his hand and walked back, leaning against the counter again, eyes lost in the void.
“Something happened between you and *her*…” she articulated.
Five hated the way her face dropped when she spoke, the slight tremble in her voice. He took a small step forward, as though wanting to close some of the distance she had just created by walking back. But her words made his stomach drop, realizing too late that his silence had confirmed everything for her.
Five opened his mouth to speak again, his voice weak and shaky.
“Y/N I …”
“Why did you come back then ?” she asked with a somber tone, cutting him off.
His eyes widened a bit in surprise as she spoke so bluntly, no anger in her voice, only shock. He hated how emotionless she was, wishing that she would get angry or sad … anything was better than this.
Five reached out to grab her hand again, only hoping that it’d cause a reaction other than her being completely closed off now.
“Because I couldn’t stay away from you, you know I can’t.”
“That didn’t stop you from doing whatever you did with L- … *her*.”
Y/N couldn’t say her name : it made her nauseous instantly. Five squeezed his eyes shut, her words bringing about the reality of the situation. He gripped her hand tightly, as if trying to stop her from pulling away from him again. A wave of shame washed over him, his heart aching in his chest.
“I … was an emotional mess back then, I wasn’t thinking straight …”
“That’s what they always say …”
“But you know that I’m not lying, Y/N.”
She looked right at him, her eyes finally full of tears but still they didn’t run down her cheeks. Somehow, even though she was hurt, Y/N couldn’t help but thinking what she could have done if she got stuck 7 years with another man, with a friend. And there was so many possibilities, and so much desperation.
Five saw the tears in her eyes, and his stomach dropped even more. He hated being the reason for those tears … he’d always sworn that he’d never, ever hurt her like that, and here he was, having hurt her in the worst way possible.
In instinct, he stepped closer to her and lightly cupped her face, his thumb gently rubbing against her cheek as he gently spoke, his voice shaking.
“Y/N please … say something … anything …”
“I … I don’t know …” she let out.
Y/N didn’t look in his eyes : she couldn’t. She wasn’t looking at anything, actually. He continued rubbing her cheek with his thumb. It hurt to see her like this, so distant and emotional.
“Come on. You can yell at me, cry, get angry … just say something please.”
His voice was trembling, trying to hold back the tears that were building in his eyes in
response to her closed-off expression. Y/N looks up at him, her heart broken for a bit.
“What happened exactly with her … like … do you really love her ?” she asked a bit desperately.
His hand froze against her cheek, her question catching him off guard. Five quickly shook his head, his expression becoming panicked.
“No, of course not … God, I don’t love her … I don’t love her at all !”
“Then why…?” she asked with a broken voice.
Y/N finally looked up at him, fighting the urge to just read his mind. Five gently slid his hand down from her cheek, letting it fall to his side. He looked into her eyes, guilt still swirling in his own green ones.
“It’s just … I thought I got stuck again you know ? But this time I wasn’t alone so I’ve been holding on to it. I thought I went crazy. For 6 years we searched for a way back I swear and … I got tired. I gave up, I did, and I’m sorry. Not a day has past without me thinking of you. But in the end it just hurt me so badly. I lost you. And I thought *she* had the ability of healing that but I was so damn wrong.”
She looked at him silently and brushed her tears away.
“I believe you Five. But I need facts, I need to know what really happened because you’re not fucking precise at all and … I know you don’t want me to read your mind if you don’t allow it and that’s fair, that’s a promise I made. But I don’t care about Lila.” she articulated with a somber tone.
Y/N then pushes him and bursts into the living room where everyone was. Five tried to catch her but it was too late. She walked toward Lila and, without warning, slapped her. And this mere contact allowed her to see what she needed to see.
Y/N saw them, being desperate to come home. She felt their sadness, their mess, how Lila was down because her marriage was shit, and how she missed her children. She saw how Five was powerless. They then searched for years and years, and after six they kissed as if it could heal their pain. And Five seemed bad, really bad, Y/N could see that he was not feeling the same as Lila did. They ended up living in a house, away from everything, thinking there was no way back. But then Five found one, and he didn’t even hesitate.
Y/N lost her balance, having seen too many memories at once, her power allowing it but taking too much energy from her to do this.
Five was caught off guard by Y/N’s reaction but when he saw the look on her face, he realized that she must have done more than just a slap on her … she’d read her mind. He immediately rushed forward to catch her as she started to fall.
“Y/N ! Y/N, are you alright ?”
She was feeling dizzy as she could hear all of the Hargreeves exclaiming some things, surprised by her act. Diego was mad, but Luther was holding him back from jumping on her.
“Five …” she let out, feeling weak.
“I got you…”
He held her up as best he could, gently rubbing her back as he spoke, trying to keep her grounded against the dizziness. He ignored the shocked looks from his siblings, focusing completely on Y/N and making sure she was okay.
“I know you didn’t mean it …” Y/N huffed.
Everyone heard and got silent, not understanding why she just said that.
“What the fuck is she saying?” Diego asked angrily.
“It’s fine, love,” Lila said, scared that he’d discover the truth.
Five could hear everyone else’s confused reactions as Y/N spoke, but he tried to ignore it, knowing that they probably wouldn’t understand without context. He gripped her tightly, speaking in a low voice so the others couldn’t hear.*l
“How much did you see..?”
“Pretty much…” she lets out, regaining her strength a bit.
She straightened a bit and looked at Lila.
“At least you took care of him,” Y/N said, her voice a bit off.
Five stayed close to her, ready in case she wobbled again. He turned to look at Lila when, his eyes a bit wide and surprised at the almost backhanded compliment she gave her. Y/N then looked at Diego, and back at her.
“I know the last few years have been shit for you … but you have everything, Lila. Everything everyone here has ever wished for. Look at us. Luther, Allison, Klaus and Viktor lost their other half. Ben is a fucking mess. And we went through puberty a second time and that’s shit. And above all that ? Diego is doing his fucking best. Five, he …” she looked at Five. “He’s not the solution you’re seeking.”
Five’s heart broke a bit at her words, seeing the way she tried to give Lila some actual advice while still being heartbroken by what she’d seen. He hated seeing her like this, knowing that she was suffering and in pain. He hated that he was the cause of her pain. He reached out to hold her hand, gently stroking his thumb along it, his eyes pleading silently for her to look at him. But she kept addressing Lila instead, making his heart ache even more.
Y/N kept silent, waiting for Lila to open her mouth and say anything.
“What the heck is going on,” Diego groaned toward Lila.
Everyone else was waiting for Lila to say something, still confused about what was happening. Especially with Diego demanding an answer. Lila remained quiet for another moment, trying to think of what to say before eventually speaking, her voice wavering slightly.
“It’s not what you think …” she said, her eyes going back and forth from everyone’s confused expression.
“Oh, it better not be.” Diego scolded.
Lila looked into Diego’s eyes for a few moments, seeing how hurt he was. It broke her heart to see him like this … but she didn’t know what to say to him without the truth coming out …
“Darling, I promise you … it’s not what you think …”
She took a small step toward him, silently begging him to believe her with her pleading expression. As she could feel that Diego was about to say something, Y/N stood up, leaning on Five.
“I need some air.”
Five immediately held her a bit tighter so she had support.
“Yeah … yeah, of course …”
He helped her toward the front door, shooting a glare at the other siblings when they looked as though they wanted to interfere with them leaving. He quickly led her outside, closing the door behind them.
“Lila will find a way to get out of it,” Y/N said.
She breathed in and out, closing her eyes. Five nodded and released a deep breath, knowing fully well that Lila would find some way to talk her way out of what just happened. It wouldn’t be easy for her, but if there was anyone who would manage to make Diego drop the subject, it was Lila.
He kept his hands on Y/N, gently rubbing her sides in a comforting manner as she closed her eyes.
“You okay..?”
“I… I don’t know if I could ever forgive you but…”
She looked down as his heart dropped, but he understood somehow. He kept rubbing her sides, gently coaxing her to look at him instead of the ground. Y/N finally met his gaze and sighed out.
“… but I get it. I mean … yeah. Loneliness and desperation are quite tricky …”
“You don’t have to try to make me feel like I wasn’t at fault to feel better. I know what I did was wrong … I shouldn’t have let it happen. I should’ve been stronger and said no …”
“Five, listen …” she cut him off, putting her hand on his lips.
They felt warm against her fingers, but she let them slide onto his cheek.
“I’ve met enough apocalypses and weird things to know that I should enjoy every single moment. And fuck it. I love you, okay? So damn much. Of course, it hurt. But damn … seven years … and you got stuck 40 years in an apocalypse I can’t even imagine how you felt thinking that there was probably no way back again …”
He closed his eyes, his heart aching from the memories. Five leaned into her palm, desperate for a bit of her warmth and comfort. His eyes opened again and he placed his hand on top of hers, keeping her palm against his cheek as he spoke.
“I don’t deserve that. I don’t deserve your love. Not after this …”
“Maybe not. But I don’t fucking care.” she said, finding his gaze.
Even though she didn’t read his mind, she could feel how sorry he felt, how truly hurt he was. He held her gaze, a mixture of guilt, hurt, and love swirling in his blue eyes. Five gently gripped her hand, his heart fluttering slightly at her response.
“You’re an idiot …” he murmured quietly, his grip on her hand tightening.
She leant her forehead against his, a tear falling down her cheek as she let out all of her stress.
“And you’re a fucking moron …” Y/N said back, smiling slightly.
Five chuckled softly, bringing his free hand up to gently wipe the tear from her cheek. He kept their foreheads pressed together, feeling the warm and familiar feeling of having her so close and so near to him again. He gently tilted his head sideways, his nose brushing against hers.
“Yeah, well … takes one to know one.”
“You owe me, Five Hargreeves,” she chuckled.
Five nodded in response, her breath hitting his face in a way that he’d missed immensely these past seven years. He knew fully well that there was no argument to that statement.
“I do … I owe you so much …” he said quietly, slowly bringing his thumb up to brush against her bottom lip, resisting the strong urge to kiss her.
“Don’t ever forget it then.” Y/N threatened him gently.
God, it felt good to be able to hear her gentle teasing again. His thumb stayed against her lip, slowly tracing along the edge of it, unable to pull his gaze away from it. Yet he managed to force out a quiet chuckle.
“I think you’ll have plenty of opportunities to remind me …”
“A kiss would be a good start, dont you think ?” she suggested with a smirk.
Y/N looked right into his eyes. They were full of hurt and love at the same time. His thoughts were so powerful that she could hear some of them … and they were only apologetic ones, full of love.
He smirked, letting out another soft chuckle in response to her suggestion. It was a familiar smirk that he hadn’t seen on her face in so long … he was still her Five, and she was still his Y/N, his Delores, even after seven years and everything that he’d endured over that time.
Five kept his thumb against her lip as he spoke, knowing that she could hear his thoughts clearly. Even though he knew he didn’t fully deserve to have this again, he found that he was getting impatient, desperate to kiss her again.
“Is that so ?”
“Unless you forgot how to do it for seven years … oh no right, you trained on your brother’s wife.” she teased him in a quiet voice.
Y/N knew that it was a barb she hurled at him, but he deserved it a bit. But she craved for a kiss, as if she had waited for it for seven years too. He chuckled softly at her teasing, knowing that he deserved this. He deserved so much more than that, to be quite honest. But the thought of not being able to kiss her again was something that made him sick the last seven years ….
He leaned forward, his lips a mere inch away from hers, a smirk still on his face as he spoke.
“Why don’t you see for yourself ?”
Time froze as his lips pressed against hers again, feeling as though he’d finally come home after being stranded in some unknown desert for so long. Five knew he didn’t deserve this affection, he knew he shouldn’t be allowed to love Y/N so fiercely anymore … but he couldn’t help himself. He kissed her slowly and gently, being so overwhelmed by wanting her that he couldn’t stop himself. He brought his other hand up to cup her chin, holding her face in his hands as he continued to kiss her, afraid of letting her go again.
Out of breath, Y/N broke the kiss and backed away a little bit, their noses still touching.
“How I love the kisses of Delores …” she hummed quietly.
Five laughed, a frank laugh. He felt truly good for the first time in seven years. This song, he kept singing it in his mind when he was stuck, remembering the night they sang it at Luther’s wedding, or when they kissed in that car on their way back from the restaurant.
“I would die to be with my Y/N.” he hummed back, replacing Delores by her name on purpose.
Y/N smiled and buried her nose in his neck, holding him tight. They could die tomorrow, and the thought of living every future single moment without him was nonsense. He was back and that was a gift. God only knows what she could have done if she had been stuck seven years with another person just like him. She could have done nothing and at the same time she could have done much worse …
As Bryant H.McGill said, there is no love without forgiveness, and there is no forgiveness without love. And this man, whoever he was, was so damn right.
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