Five X Reader- You Have No Idea

I rolled my eyes and walked up the steps with Diego. Diego was talking about the plan and how everyone was going other ways. Diego burst through the glass of the door. I gasped. I took the door handle and turned it.

“It was unlocked,” Five said.

“My way worked out,” Diego said grunting as he was getting up, “just fine.” Diego got all the way up, “We should split up, yell if you know, you’re in trouble.”

I looked away and smiled at him. I walked into the kitchen and at the pictures above the sink. Five walked in then back out immediately. I scoffed.

“Hey, guys! You should see this!” Allison shouted from upstairs.

I spatial jumped to her as Five and Diego ran up the stairs. We walked up the steps that led to the attic.

“Well that’s not creepy at all,” I said looking at our action figures, with our faces burnt off.

“This was never about Vanya,” Allison said, “This was about us.”

Five clutched his side and was breathing heavily. He collapsed to the ground.

“Five,” Alison says with a shaky breath.

I saw the blood seeping through his shirt. I gasped as I lifted up his shirt to see the wound, “You’re so stupid! Why didn’t you say anything!?”

“You have to keep going.” Five said eyes shut, “So.. close.”

“Five!”

We picked him up and carried him out of the house. My arms were aching as we were doing so. They laid him on my lap. I felt a tear welling up in my eyes but I blinked them back. When we got there Allison said, “We should’ve taken him to a hospital.”

“Fine but you’ll be the one to explaining to the doctors why he, a 58-year-old in a 13-year-old body, has a shrapnel wound. They will raise more questions, you know.” Diego started picking Five up again.

“He’s losing a lot of blood, what do we do?” Allison asked.

“We gotta get the shrapnel out,” Diego replied.

Diego saw the mother he thought he had turned off. He walked over to his robot mother.

“Diego, where are you going?” Allison hissed.

“Mom?”

“Oh hello, Diego,” Grace replied with a smile.

“What? How are you walking around?”

“With one foot in front of the other. Why? How do you do it?”

“Mom we need your help!” I ran up to her, catching her by surprise.

Mom took Five into her own hands and I had to stay out of the room I didn’t mind. I was biting my knuckle. It started to bleed so I stopped.

“You can’t be mad at him forever. He didn’t know,” Allison said sitting on the floor next to me.

“I know Allison. But I can’t act like I’m perfectly fine with it.”

“I know, Y/N. He apologized, just don’t show him you’re still mad at him.”

“I guess you’re right.”

“I know I am besides. You guys have gotten so close. It’s weird seeing you mad at him.”

“I didn't even know him until like, 6 days ago.”

“And?” Allison nudges my arm.

“We have one more place to go to.”