Five Hargreeves/ Aidan Gallagher x F! Reader
Bodyguard + Commission AU!, Smut, Slowburn [important!: This is an alternate universe in which Five has his powers and works for the commission, meaning he is in his 20s and has no ties to the Umbrella Academy events besides his siblings]
Unheard Of
Five tossed a pile of filed papers on towards the Handler with a stoic expression. "Finished already?" She queried, her eyes scanning the neatly written words. Five fixed his tie, glancing at his watch. "Your next assignment is keeping Y/N L/N safe" The woman grinned, turning back to her computer.
"Who and where?" Five arched his eyebrows. "You figure that out, now go" The Handler whistles, biting her tongue from snickering at Five's serious face. "When did you grow a stick up your ass?" She whispered under her breath, pulling out a file.
The file has a faint red stamp marked 𝚃𝙾𝙿 𝚂𝙴𝙲𝚁𝙴𝚃. "I'm an assassin agent, not a babysitter" Five scoffed, turning to the first sheet. "She's the same age as you and way more powerful- if anything she's the babysitter here" The Handler crossed her arms, leaning back in her recliner.
"Then she can protect herself" "You better hope she doesn't have to..." She glared at Five, bringing a confused look to his face. "Anyways, kill whoever tries to harm her, act like she's your boss, be professional--basically be her bodyguard until I say the assignments over"
Five stared at the long paragraphs describing you in detail, he tried to figure out what made you so special. "Got it" He sighed, picking up the file.
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December 12th, 2016 | Steamboat, Colorado
The wind blew hard, whistling in your ears. Gunshots embedded themselves inside the thick tree bark. Your stomach wrenched, heart-pounding along your rib cage. You couldn't tell if you were shaking from the weather or the echoing shots.
You gripped the snow, but the freezing precipitation felt like a squishy dense rock. You couldn't feel your skin, your thoughts slipping into a haze. Five glanced at you, his eyes flickering to your light blue lips. "Shit" He quickly fired the last shots of his gun at the group of guys chasing you.
He wrapped his hands around your curled form, zapping both of you away from the scene. Time warped around your body, making your intestines twist. You opened your eyes, looking around. The mountains were far away now, a group of cabins surrounding you and Five.
He leads you into one of them, sitting your trembling body on the seat in front of a fire. He locked the front door, grabbing a first aid kit from the bathroom. "You couldn't have helped me out there?" Five's laugh made you grin. "Unless you want me to fuck up the timeline, I'd rather not"
You gulped as Five unzipped your jacket and hooked his finger under your tight henley shirt. The white fabric was stained with a damp red circle. "A bullet must've grazed you" He muttered, delicate fingers tracing over your bloody skin. He sat down in front of you, getting a better view of your injury.
You bit back a groan while he applied alcohol and ointment to the bruise. His fingers stretched far over your skin, the back of his hand flexing when he tightened the bandage over your abdomen. "Thank you," You said breathlessly, reaching down to touch the parchment around your wound.
Five glanced up at you through his eyelashes, he bit his lower lip. He wanted to prove his brain wrong by kissing you. He didn't know what it would have proved but he just needed a reason to do it. You squirmed in his stare. "We should keep moving, Mr. Hargreeves" You averted your eyes to the shimmering fire.
"Call me Five" "We need to keep moving, Five" "Right..." Five mumbled, his mouth moving slowly against the syllables. Even though the word was spoken, his eyes just wouldn't budge.
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February 2nd, 2017 | Atlanta, Georgia
Time felt like it had been passing by like seconds with Five. You became accustomed to your name leaving his mouth, a bland mood always being with him. Five was like your best friend, you found yourself sharing secrets with him you never told your parents.
He was so calm and protective, that it was comforting in a way. It was weird when you first noticed- when you noticed how nice his jawline was, how smooth he spoke, how warm his touch could be.
"What?" Five snickered, drinking out of his bottle of alcohol. "You kept looking at me" Blush flushed his cheeks, running a hand through his brown hair. "I think I'm drunk" You lied, swallowing another gulp of champagne. Your eyes lingered on his lips for a long time.
Five tripped over his words trying to continue the conversation before. "So...-uh-" His eyes dipped at your exposed thigh, sliding closer to his leg. "You have pretty eyes" You giggled, brushing your hand over his cheek. Five subconsciously leaned into your touch.
Five breathed heavy, his voice getting caught in his throat. "You're drunk" He pushed away your advances. "And what if I wasn't?" You inched closer to him, the bed dipping as both of your weights combined. You studied his posture, looking for a green or red light.
You leaned in further, lips so close you can feel his halted breathing on your tongue. He pushed up a little, connecting his lips with yours. Your teeth clashed with him, his tongue darting around your mouth. Your forehead was pressed hard against his. He cupped your cheeks, trying to get a better grasp on the kiss.
The needy thirst clawing at his stomach. You crawled on top of him, impulsively grinding down on him. "Fuck" Five hissed, his pants immediately getting tight. You pecked at his jaw and adam's apple, going back up to kiss him again.
This time it was more pent-up attraction. Five hands wormed their way up to your back, rubbing along the arch. The liquor must have slipped into your mind, making the air humid. Five pulled away, any more of being this close to you was going to make him go feral.
You caught your breath, warmth spreading over your cheeks. "That was nice" You mumbled while licking your lips. A smile pulled at the corners of your mouth. When Five didn't return it you frowned. "We shouldn't have" He pushed you off of him, back to where you were laying before.
"I won't tell" You tried to laugh off the sadness leaking into your voice. "It doesn't matter anyway, you're just an assignment" Five reached over to the nightstand, set a cigarette in his mouth, and held a light under it. "Oh" You scoffed lightly, stinging flooding your vision.
"I think -um- I'm feeling pretty tired, I'm going to go back to my room" You tore your eyes away before he could spot the watery glaze spotting your vision. You felt stupid and all the synonyms above it, you wanted the world to end right now, or one of the several red-faced lunatics hunting you to put you in eternal sleep.
'Fuck, I'm so stupid'
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February 9th, 2017 | Birmingham, Alabama
You didn't speak or look at him in the past 7 days. On the 3rd, you complained about a headache and how you couldn't remember the night before. Five seemed suspicious but he always was. You have been on a rapid run for the past 2.5 hours you've been on the run, searching for a new place to hide out at.
The last had been consumed by a group of men using their rifles as toys, searching for your whereabouts. Five had killed all of them without a second thought.
You stared at the desk lady, her saggy cheeks dripping with her frown. "2 beds, please" You anxiously looked toward the hotel's enterance. The tall automatic sliding door was dark, a staggering creak crawling along the cracked wood.
"Eh," The old woman let out a long groan. You could've sworn she was mocking you for a minute. She threw a key across the counter. The metal skidded to the edge, brushing past your thumb. "I'm sorry?" You furrowed your eyebrows.
"Bathrooms are at the end of each hall, use the key to get in" She huffed, narrowing her eyes at you before looking back at her shuddering computer. "Let's go" Five snatched the key, moving towards the elevator. You moved away from the desk and walked 6 steps behind Five.
The elevator let out a few screeches while rising, a broken record playing lightly while it did. Five blew smoke out of his mouth, his eyes burning holes in your head. You picked at your cuticles, watching the blinking numbers rise. The doors opened.
You and Five walked down to room 303, he unlocked the door, holding open the door for you. However, you stopped halfway into the room. There was only one bed. Five put his hands on your waist, guiding you to the side so he could get by.
He examined the situation, eyeing the small sofa on the side of the room. He unfastened his tie, removing his jacket. "I'll sleep there, take the bed" He walked over to the window, closing the curtains. A sliver of moonlight slipped through.
"That's a chair...we will just have to share the bed" Although you didn't mean to say it like it was the worst option at the time, you enjoyed the glimpse of hurt crossing his face. You opened your duffle bag, taking out a lace tank top and shorts.
You looked around the room for another door, leading to the bathroom but then you remember what the grouchy woman said. You timidly looked over at Five who was already staring. "I'll close my eyes" He put out his cigarette.
"I'm not a child. I trust you won't look" You tried to swallow the lump forming in your throat but your mouth ran dry at his lingering gaze. He looked away, starting to undress himself. Your fingertips reached for the end of your shirt, bringing it up over your head.
The cold air hit your skin, goosebumps spreading like wildfire. You reached behind you, trying to force the clasp of your bra off. "Can you help me?" You were surprised the words left your mouth and how shaky your breathing was when Five stepped behind you.
He pushed your prying fingers away, hands flat on your back. His breath tickled the shell of your ear. You felt his bare chest ghost your skin. Five touched the skin of your nape, his fingers trailing down to your bra. He easily undid it, the tight article falling limp.
The straps slid down your arms, allowing the air to touch your nipples. You quickly crossed your arms over your breast. "Thank you, Mr. Hargreeves" You pulled away from his touch, reaching for your top. Five looked away, biting his tongue as he walked back to his side of the room.
When you were dressed, you glanced at Five. He was shirtless, had sweatpants on, and was looking deeply outside the window. You slid into bed, turning off the lamp. The moonlight bounced off the cream-colored walls. "Are you even going to sleep?" You turned over, looking at his back.
"Yeah, just doubling checking" He clicked his tongue, walking over to the bed. The mattress slipped under his weight. Once he got comfortable, he looked at you...for a long time. He wanted to squint his eyes so he could make out more curves of your face.
"Good night, Mr. Hargreeves" You reminded yourself of the 2nd and the feelings came flooding back over again. You turned around, blinking furiously at the wall, trying to keep the tears back. "Good night, Y/N". He said your name cautiously.
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February 10th, 2017 | Birmingham, Alabama
You yawned, stretching out your legs. The daylight scattered across the dull sheets. You wouldn't continue to stretch if you hadn't realized how close Five was pressed behind you. You opened your eyes more. "Shit" You sighed under your breath, trying to move back to your side of the bed.
You probably moved in your sleep. Before you could get far, Five muttered an incoherent phrase. He grumbled something, arms latching themselves around your waist, pulling you back in. His essence smelled like fresh mint and faint cigarettes.
You stopped struggling because you didn't want to wake him up. You tried to relax but your heart was beating faster than you could breathe. You closed your eyes. The next time they fluttered open, the sunlight had shrunk from the bed, and Five was gone.
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March 5th, 2017 | Shreveport, Louisiana
"The Commission called. It's been a month and no attacks. So they figured...my assignment is complete" Five gazed at you. Your expression didn't falter. You poured yourself another shot and topped off his glass. "Cheers to that" You didn't wait for him to raise his glass, you threw your head back as the stinging liquid went down.
You propped yourself against the kitchen counter, watching Five mimick your movements across from you. He stepped up to you, his knee prodding in between your legs. He tilted his head, lips pressing together in a thin line.
You looked down, the proximity between you might allow him to see your glossy eyes. "When are you leaving?" You poked your tongue to the side of your mouth. "At sunrise. Most likely you won't see me when you wake" His words vibrated off your skin. You could feel his lips near your forehead.
"Wow, sunrise..." You stifled a chuckle, shaking your head slightly. Five brushed a strand of loose hair behind your ear. "Do you want me to stay longer" It came out as a statement rather than a question. "No. Leave when you want to leave" You swatted at his hand.
Five chuckled, biting on his lower lip. "I need to tell you something before I leave" His hand brushed your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps. "What?" You reached for the whiskey but he pushed it further away. You watched intensely how his hand came back up to your face, pulling your eyes up to him.
"These last few months. I had..." He paused, taking a deep breathe, eyes trained on your lips. "I've enabled my feelings to guide my actions. For that, I apologize" He was struggling to keep up the professional lingo.
His words were rippling over each membrane of your skin. "Feelings?" You didn't realize that you were holding your breathing. Five nodded, his forehead grazing yours. You swallowed air. His free hand laced itself with your hand grasping the counter.
He brought the interwoven limbs to his chest. A rapid pattern of thumps pulsed below the fabric of his shirt. A smile ghosted your face. "Why else would my heart beat this fast when you are around?" He let go of your hand but you continued tracing around the beating.
You slowed your movements, hand dropping, the corners of your mouth plunging. "It was nice working with you, Mr. Hargreeves. Hopefully, your next assignment will be less troublesome" You reached for the bottle of whiskey, pouring a stream into your mouth.
The bitter taste silence any racing throbbing in your ears. Five watched you swallow the quantity of liquid. "I know you remember that night- no amount of regressing could make it go away. I should know" He looked away for a second like it was painful.
"Tell me to stop this absurdity and I will. But don't lie to me and say you don't feel...it" Five spoke with almost frustration. "Even if I did it doesn't matter because I'm just another mission, right?" You turned your head to the side, smirking.
"I didn't mean it like that" "Huh...interesting" You snickered, peering up at him through your narrowed eyelashes. Five pushed his face onto yours, lips moving fast while teeth clashed. "Tell me to stop" He whispered into the kiss, hands groping at your ass.
You wanted to utter the words, to make his heart drop from rejection, to make him cower away in his room as he made you. Yet you couldn't, your mind and body wouldn't allow to you deny something you had been yearning.
You wanted to absorb the emotion Five was emitting. "Tell...Tell me to-" "Keep going" You cut him off, slipping a hand under his shirt. His hands rushed to yank your shorts down, the material slipping off your feet and to the ground. Five pulled you up, sitting you on the counter. The cold marble sends shivers around the globes of your ass.
You hooked your fingers on the hem of his shirt, helping him pull it over his head. His messy hair flopped back into place. His cold fingerpads skimmed under your tank top, his palm cupping your naked breast. Your nipples poked through the material from the temperature.
Your head pressed against the cabinet behind you. You closed your eyes in ecstasy as Five wrapped his lips around your necks, tongue sliding over your reddened skin. "I've wanted to do this for so long" He struggled to hurriedly get his belt off. A tent was twitching in his boxers.
Your throat tightened, mouth running dry. "Eyes up here, darling" Five groaned, pulling your hips to the edge of the counter. His erection sprung out easily, the tip glistening with pre cum. It glided over your clothed slit with ease.
A puddle of your essence is gathered on your undergarments. "Stop teasing" You murmured. Five put hand on your neck, tilting your head up. The ceiling lights made you squint. The cold air brushed over your wet flesh. Five inserted himself in with a delicate moan.
"I've been dreaming of this" "Oh yeah? Is it better than your expectations" "So much fucking better" His grip on your neck compressed. His length stretched you out, you felt like pleasure was tearing you apart. You opened your legs wider so he could find room to slam into you.
You clawed at his back, moaning his name. He kept one arm around your abdomen, keeping you in place as he rutted up into you. Your ass felt sore from the friction, tears pricked at your eyes. Five kept going despite the smudged mascara mixing with tears.
You reached a hand down to grasp the edge of the counter. You battled with your unsteady breathing and the timely pressure blowing into you.
Your stomach lurched, vagina clamping on his cock. You jerked your hips in his grip. A glinting ring appeared around his shaft, the veins running up his girth pulsing.
Electricity was harboring in your blood, making spots paint your vision. The kitchen suddenly seems to shrink, everything fading into white noise. Except for his voice, the hot words tickling your face.
"Shit, you're so pretty. All of this for me" Five muttered, his hands groping at your perky breast, thumb glazing over your hard nipple. He leaned in closer, unsure that you heard him through your incoherent babbling, "Right? It's all just for me"
You closed your agape mouth from drooling at his tone. "Yes," You gulped, fighting to maintain eye contact with him. He closed the distance, kissing you. Your head hit the cabinet from the force.
The pain melted away quicker than you could open your eyes. Five pushed his hips into you, rocking his hips. The cord in your stomach began to loosen. You squeezed your eyes shut, wailing at his unmerciful thrust.
Your hole convulsed as cum oozed on his dick. Five's eyes pinched shut, his mouth hung open. His hips buckled before he pulled out. White ropes decorated the spot between your shaking legs.
The lights drained the last bit of life you had. You leaned against the the cabinet, trying to catch a steady flow of air. Every muscle was aching, you couldn't even move.
It was silent for a while, both of you breathing heavily. "I'll clean the mess so you can get some rest" Five glanced at the clock, and he helped you off the counter, guiding you to the bathroom.
You blushed from embarrassment as your feet wobbled to take another step. "Do you need help taking a shower?" He smirked, looking down at you. "Fuck off" You pushed him out of the bathroom.
When you closed the door, you couldn't help but internally squeal at the actions. You felt light-headed, delusional, and like a high schooler. Nevertheless, you couldn't deny the bursting infatuation you had towards Five.
Masterlist *lmk if this was shit :|*
