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What if...Five finds someone who's just like his father? pt.3

let's remember what happened before? Five meets Sparrow!reader before it goes all wrong <3

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Your day started just like before. The days at Sparrow Academy were no different, but all of you had to eat breakfast together, training together, save people together.

You are family. The perfect family that anyone could dream of. Everyone wants to either be you or be with you. But people don't want to know what your life really is behind closed doors.

“Good morning, father.”

“Hi Marcus. How is the workout?”

“Ben, would you like to train with me today? I think I need some help from you, you're so strong!”

“Can I feed your crows, Fei?”

“Alphonso, don't forget your inhaler.”

“Sloane, you look great today!”

“Jayme, do you want to go get pizza?”

“Ha ha Christopher, I love your humor.”

You were perfect for your family. That is why every member of the family loved you. Each of you is individual. But somehow you managed to find a way to adapt to their differences.

You seemed so sweet, waking up so early every day like a lark, helping to make breakfast and trying to keep up with your siblings despite being the lowest numbered among your brothers and sisters.

But today was different.

Your brothers and sisters heard a noise from the living room so they decided to come and see who dared to disturb them?

Despite your little interest, you hid behind the corner while the people who called themselves “Umbrella Academy” stood in disbelief, shocked at the fact that they had to go through different problems again and again.

You admired from afar looking at each individual. Each of them was unique, like your family, seven siblings, just like yours.

But you could feel the tension building up between the two families. It was obvious, knowing personalities of your brothers and sisters.

You chuckled softly as you watch their little conflict and you know one of them has definitely spotted you. As soon as two Numbers One started to fight with each other, you decided leave, didn't wanted to be involved into their fight due to your...sociopathy.

Blink.

You stop with your hands behind your back and slowly turn around, smiling slightly as you spot Umbrella's Number Five.

“Hey there. Why don't you help your family?”

“I could say the same.”

You calmly answer him. He looked at you, your response make him frown, tilting his head slightly and taking a step forward towards you. You didn't move away, just stood there.

Five had experience with underestimating the last numbers in the Academy, so he wanted to check if you were at least using your abilities. Or do you not know that you even have them?

“I wanted to ask-”

“Hey, short pants, leave them alone.”

He doesn't have time to finish the sentence until Jayme interrupts him by walking up to you and standing between you and him defensively.

You don't say anything as you hide behind your sister, stepping back as Five and Jayme start a fight with each other.

She uses her ability on him, causing him to see a realistic hallucination of his beauty mannequin wife. You and Jayme take a look at each other as you two watch the guy, who looks like he just met his dearest person after such long time. You almost felt sorry for him as he slowly and hesitantly approached you.

“Delores?”

You tilt your head at his words, finding this situation amusing. He tried to touch you as if he wanted to kiss you but even then you didn't moved away.

“That pervert just called you what?”

Jayme says, looking at you then at Five with disgust and confusion as she's approached him and kicks him which makes him to fall down the stairs. Luckily, you back off in time and don't get hit.

You stand next to Jayme, a slight smile on your face as you lock your gaze on him. The guy downstairs was grumbling at the pain of from his fall, but it helped to get rid of that sweet hallucination and his mind is clear now.

“I wonder who is that Delores.”

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Your next meeting with him was as spontaneous as the first. Your sister and his brother's marriage forcibly linked your two conflicting families together. You didn't mind it, it's fairer to say you didn't care at all.

You smiled sweetly as you helped Sloane with all the preparations. You seemed so truly interested in everything that no one would even doubt it. After all, you are the only person who offered to help this two hopeless love birds.

You spent some time with Sloane until you gave your sweet sister to her, now, husband. Then, when married couple decide to spend some time alone, you turn around, scanning the room.

The members of both families were having fun, you know it's likely that one of them would try to invite you for a drink or a dance, which is why you firstly wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Until you notice him. Sat alone, surrounded by a ton of alcohol and various snacks. It was easy to understand that alcohol was his way to get rid of annoying thoughts.

Touch starved, but at the same time so willing to give away everything that he has over the years spent alone in the apocalypse.

You quietly approach him, gently tapping on his shoulder. This sensation makes him shudder in surprise and quickly turn around to look at you.

You smile slightly and your hand slides along his arm as you walk around him and sit down in the empty seat next to him. Feeling someone else's touch makes him feel goosebumps, but he doesn't know if he likes it or not.

“What do you want? Can't you see that I'm...busy right now?”

“I can see that you're lonely.”

“I'm not.”

You chuckle softly at his words and pour some alcohol into your glass, taking a few sips, clearly ignoring the fact that he started to see you annoying.

But he can't just kick you out, no, he can't even use his power to go somewhere far away from you. He's too drunk right now to even be mad at you for more than five minutes.

“I always had a dream to travel somewhere. Look at the beautiful views while enjoying the ride.”

You speak softly, propping your cheek on your hand as you slowly sip your drink, looking away from him. Five listened to you, glancing at you from time to time.

“Same.” he answers briefly.

You nod, then turn to face him, bottle of alcohol in hand.

“Another?” you ask.

“Of course.” he shrugs.

You pour more shots of alcohol for both of you, and the more you two drink, the more talkative Five becomes. You told him about what kind of calm and peaceful life you would like, how you wanted take a vacation. Five agreed and told you about some moments of his life in return. The Apocalypse. The Commission. Delores.

The last part was especially difficult, but every time he talked about it, it was always filled with love. How he still misses her and even after such a long time and attempts to let her go, she is still there, inside his mind. Close to him.

“I bet, she was really beautiful.”

“Yeah...she was.” he mumbles drunkenly.

He slowly warms up to you. He didn't have any friends after all this time. Real friends, with whom he can take a few drinks late nights and talk. Talk about something that someone would really understand. So that no one judges him for the way he looks.

And you here with him. You listen to him, you really listen and you understand. You have a lot in common and you see the real him. You don't think he's weird or out of his mind for talking about a mannequin, 'Delores', like she's alive.

Five tries to get up from his seat, almost falling to the floor, but he holds on to the table just in time. His vision is blurry, even as he tries to focus on something.

“You need help?”

“No, I'll be- I'll be fine.” he shakes his head and tries to get up again. “Just gonna grab some food...”

You don't answer anything. He takes a few more steps until he falls to the floor, obviously too tired.

He grumbles and then he sees you standing over him with a slight smile on your face, winding a lock of hair around a finger and just for a moment you seemed so familiar to him, but the last thing he heard before he passed out was...

“Don't worry about it. I'll take him to his room.”

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