(y/n) - your name

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It's a beautiful night...

I watch the stars above me as I sat on the stairs outside in the back alley, bundled up in a blanket to ward off the cold.

I couldn't stay in the building, couldn't sleep in it.

Not only because of Five but because of Elliot. Diego may have gone to bury his body but I just couldn't stay in there where he died, alone in the bedroom while Five took the couch. He didn't dare to come near me knowing I was still anxious around him.

Still scared of him...

But he hesitated. He didn't kill you.

He could've!

But he didn't. He couldn't.

He still held an axe at my throat, had his hands on my throat.

But he didn't go through with it. Something stopped him. He's a professional assassin, nothing would stop him and yet...

He stopped with me...

I sigh out and drop my head on my knees, unsure of what to do.

It's just been a lot of uncertainties lately...

I perk up when I hear the door open and turn around to see Five, him furrowing his brows when he sees me sitting outside. "...You're going to get sick like this..." he whispers and I just shrug. He sighs and turns around, a hand on the door to go back inside but he stops.

He's hesitating.

"You can sit down." I mumble out and he blinks at me in surprise. He looks at the door, unsure but steps away from it, moving to sit down next to me gingerly so he doesn't touch me. I go back to watching the stars.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" I hear The Boy next to me say and I nod.

"It is yeah." I turn to look at him to see him looking at me already and I turn away with a slight blush on my cheeks.

"Do you... do you want to go somewhere else?" he asks and I shrug, watching as he gets up on his feet and turns to stand in front of me, holding a hand out for me.

I...

I hesitate at first... I wasn't sure if-

-I took hold of his hand anyway. I push back the thoughts and gently hold his hand, just forgetting about the past and the future for now and just being in the moment.

I swear I could see Five's eyes light up when I gave him that little bit of trust but he stays calm, pulling me up on my feet from the stairs before kissing the back of my hand. "Ready?" he asks me and I nod, closing my eyes before I hear the familiar whoosh and flash of blue. I open my eyes cautiously and blink in surprise to see that we landed in an open field surrounded by flowers.

"Woah..."

"Saw it driving up to the farm. Thought you might like it." The Boy explains, letting my hand go before nodding in the direction of a small hill. I follow him through the flowers while he kept a slow pace for me, hiking up the hill to the very top where a single large tree sheltered the ground. I was absolutely amazed, sitting down beneath the tree to overlook the field of flowers that were surrounded by fireflies, the night sky filled with stars and the bright moon.

"This is amazing..." I was just in awe, not realising that the little assassin had sat next to me until he spoke up.

"(y/n)... I'm sorry..." I turn to look at Five who was frowning at his hands that shook lightly. "I'm so sorry. I should never have hurt you like that in the boardroom. I'm so sorry..."

"I know..." I sigh out and he looks at me sadly. "But... I can't forgive you. Yet."

"(y/n) please, I never meant to hurt you-I never wanted to hurt you... not you... never you... I was blinded... I never want to lay my hand on you like that again. I hate that you're scared of me, I hate that I made you cry."

"I hold grudges... for a long time Five... Maybe, one day, I might forgive you but it will always be there in the back of my mind. The memory, the hurt, the... the fear..." I gulp and he looks away in shame. "I just... I just need time Five-"

"-I'll make it up to you. I swear I will make it up to you every day, no matter what."

"So what, even starting from tonight?" I joke lightly with a chuckle, shaking my head but I look at Five who was dead serious.

Oh, he's not joking.

"I will never lay a hand on you like that ever again, I will never hurt you again. I never want to hurt you again. And promise me, fight back, please fight back. If I break my promise, you fight me back, don't fall silent like you did before..." he begs me and I look at him with wide eyes. "I never want to see be unhappy again," he reaches up to hold my cheek gently and I shudder from his cold touch, his thumb brushing against my lips. "I never want to see you cry in pain again." He held me with such a featherlight touch, and I tear up. "I won't stop making it up to you, I promise you." he brushes his fingers down my neck and I blink up at him. "I'm so sorry-" his breath hitches when I shift closer to him, him looking down at me with wide eyes as his hands fell to his sides.

"I know..." I whisper, pressing a soft kiss on his jaw and he lets out a shaky breath. I lean back to see him look down at me, his eyes shifting to the nick and the bruising on my neck which makes him frown. I hold my breath when he moves his hand up to gently hold my jaw, leaning down to press a kiss on my neck. "Five..." I breathe out shakily as I close my eyes, letting him press petal soft kisses over the bruises.

"I'm sorry (y/n)..." he whispers against my skin and I stutter when he especially leaves multiple kisses over the cut on my throat, to replace the bad memories with new ones. "I'm so sorry..." he leans back, looking down at me with a deep frown.

I don't say anything, unsure of what to say and I simply move to lie down on the grass with my blanket, Five looking away sadly but I tug on his sleeve and pull him down to lay down next to me. He doesn't resist me, hesitantly, laying down with me as I watched the stars above me. I lean my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes for a bit as I feel him carefully wrap an arm around me and pull me to lie on top of his chest. He holds me tight when I don't move away, instead, dozing off in his arms while he played with my hair.

There was a certain skip in Five's step this morning as I followed him and Luther back to the pub where his older self asked us to meet him at for the assassination of JFK. I smile softly noticing the little quirk at the end of his lips while his brother mouthed off at him, clearly not listening with his hands in his pocket. He turns back to look at me as he tilts his head adoringly but I quickly look away to pretend I wasn't looking at him, running my finger through my hair and still finding grass in it from this morning. I pull some grass blades out from sleeping on the field together, flushing as I think of about how the little assassin held me tightly on top of his chest while we were bundled up in the blanket.

I turn back when we get to the pub, walking past The Boy and picking out some of the blades of grass still in his hair. His eyes never leave me as I walk around to stand next to his brother, not even phased by his irritating itching as soon as his Older self met up with us. Old Five, however, was twitching like crazy and urged us to follow him, so we did. Luther went up to talk to Old Five while the younger one was with me, looming over me and I blush when he strokes my cheek with his fingers.

I gasp when I hit someone by accident, not watching where I was going and I feel hands pull me to their side as I quickly try to apologise to the person but Five had other ideas. "Watch where you're fucking going, asshole!" he yells at the person, keeping me to his side and pulling me away. "Stop staring at her! Or I'll give you something to stare at!" he hisses at random people and I blink at him in surprise at the sudden hit of Paradox Psychosis.

"Five, chill." I whisper to him and he angrily runs his fingers through his hair, muttering about disrespect of people and not keeping their eyes off other people. He kept going off at other people, telling them to either mind their business or to stop looking at me. Which made me go red in embarrassment.

"Hey, brother. How you doing?" Luther chuckles unsurely when he comes up to us both and I raise a brow at him.

"He's going to kill, isn't he?" Five says and his brother chokes.

"What!? No. Him? Nah. He's gonna kill you? Yeah, right. That's ridiculous." Luther smiles, trying to lie but he fails miserably.

"You know, you're a terrible liar, Luther. You're a worse liar than you are a spotter."

"Hey, you asked (y/n) and I to be responsible for that! And whose fault is that!?"

"Don't drag me into this!" I huff.

"She's not the problem. You are." Five says and I purse my lips in surprise.

Damn ok.

"Ok, well what good is having a spotter if you won't even listen to them?"

"He's got a point." I pipe up and The Boy raises a brow at me before turning to his brother.

"So you admit you're conspiring against me?"

"Five knows Five." I shrug and Luther narrows his eyes at me before turning to Five.

"Do you admit that you are suffering from paradox psychosis?" ape man asks.

"All I'm suffering from is bracing clarity about you and your murderous intentions!"

"Five, you're scratching..." I whisper to him and he immediately stops.

"Look, its not like he's gonna 'kill you' kill you."

"What other kind of 'kill you is there besides acting and clearly being 6 feet underground?" I air quote and the little assassin points to me as if to say exactly.

"He just wants to kill a, um... version of you." Luther clears his throat and Five glares at him.

"But I am that version of me!" he exclaims.

"Hey, I don't love it, either, but he's got a pretty good plan."

"What? The one where you guys off me and then jump to 2019 to save the world?"

"Good luck with that." I scoff, knowing exactly that its impossible to kill a version of Five, let alone two versions of him.

"Yeah, wait, how did you know that!?" I facepalm at Luther's stupidity.

"Because I'm him, and that is exactly what I would do if I was trying to kill me!" The Boy hisses and I watch as he slowly goes crazy.

Where's the popcorn when you need it?

"Ok, all I know is we've got one Five too many, and you're the one acting like a maniac!"

Nah two is the perfect amount.

"Maniac!? Luther, you have seen nothing! If you want a maniac, I will show you maniac!"

I think Five genuinely scared Luther right now. Big man literally backed away from the little assassin.

"Ok, as your spotter, I think the best thing I can do for you right now is put you out of your misery!"

"Ok, Luther, listen," Five grabs him and I grin knowing what's about to happen. "I know your feeble mind only responds to age and authority, so listen very closely." I cover my mouth, watching this scene with wide eyes while waiting for that special moment. "Yet again, you are experiencing daddy issues, this time with your own brother, which honestly is making me a bit crazy! But remember this, I'm 14 days older than him. I have seniority here. So it is me you should be listening to, Luther. I'm the daddy here!" The Boy blows up as he throws his hands up in exasperation, making me burst out laughing. I quickly slap my hand over my mouth and Five looks at me with a large smile knowing he managed to crack a laugh out of me.

Was he trying to purposely get me to smile?

Cause it worked.

I walk up to him as Luther storms off in embarrassment. "So you got a daddy kink huh? Interesting." Five's face goes beet red as I just grin at him, walking off to leave him in his second-hand embarrassment.

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