✧ THE DAY THAT WAS ✧

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(Y/N) Hargreeves

𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗗 𝗔 𝗡𝗘𝗪 𝗛𝗢𝗕𝗕𝗬. And it is making Five blush. My purpose in life has increased.

"Aw, did you just open the door for me?" I pondered actually feeling good about that he's slowly becoming a gentleman.

"Ugh!" Five grunted and shuts the door before I could place my foot down. "Hey!"

'Well not much of a good person to be teased on'

For some weird reason, he looks so irked. Yeah, he's irritated all the time but he's more irritated today.

"Be careful, okay? We don't know what Peabody's capable of." Allison warns concerned. We were currently in the location of a random neighborhood where apparently, Vanya's boyfriend is living. "Yeah, he didn't seem dangerous when I first saw him. Looked kinda scrawny." Diego stated while I shot a look on Five.

"I mean, Five's scrawny but can through armed men and kill them in a blink of an eye." I jested nudging Five's elbow recalling the time at Griddy's donut while he didn't look a bit enraptured with my comment.

"So are most serial killers and mass murderers. I mean, yeah, look at Five and (Y/N). Committed a mass murder together as soon as Five came back" Allison points to the both of us.

"Thanks." Five and I reply nonchalantly.

"Good point. So what's this guy want with Vanya?"

"I don't know. How about we ask him after we kill him?"

"Or tie him in a chair and remove his fingernails one by one until he tells the truth?" I suggested. Everyone turned their heads on me with furrowed brows like I was some sort of sick psychopath.

"Whoa, whoa. Hey, look, I'm gonna burst through--" Diego pauses after seeing Allison's absence in the group. "You know what? It would be nice for people to just stick to--"

Five was clearly uninterested and teleports inside without warning. He didn't take me with him.

Diego finally fixes his gaze on me and didn't say a word.

"What?" I raised a brow.

"You're gonna leave too?"

"What of course not. I wanna see you jump through the glass with your cast wrapped around your arm." I piped. He rolled his eyes and shook his head in disagreement before gathering enough energy to force himself inside.

'This idiot actually did it.'

"Do you need me to call you an ambulance, Diego?"I snorted at his ridiculous plan for himself as I couldn't contain myself from laughing quietly. Allison and Five appear in the scene as they hopped over Diego who was slumping on the floor scattered with glass.

"You know, the door was unlocked." Five opens it as I let myself in feeling embarrassed for the poor guy. "Yeah, well, my way works just fine... Spread out." Diego ordered regaining his stance. "Yell if you, uh... you know, you're in trouble," He groans in pain obviously more injured.

"Ah, inspiring leadership." The boy beside me comments as we all watched the man he was talking about going to the other room

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Allison decided to go alone upstairs while Five and I raided the dining room trying to look for clues. Suddenly I found Five just leaning on the table while he watches me kneel and crawl on every piece of furniture in search of any traces of Vanya or Peabody.

"What are you looking at?" I asked raising a confused brow when I saw him looking bothered by something.

Five blinks a few times, he was clearly daydreaming about something, me. "It's really not that complicated--You're kinda ugly." He disclosed. I gawked at his statement feeling a bit of my ego go down with what he just said. "Thanks, I'm more insecure now." I stood up walking towards the male who continued to chill down on his spot.

"Now move aside before I... 'Infect' you with my hideous face." I dramatically dialogued.

He looked away from my smirking face as he scoots himself towards the wall with red-tinted cheeks that looked too obvious to ignore. 'I didn't know Five can be this shy.'

"Watching, you guys make me puke I'm going to the kitchen." Diego stormed off the room and walks his way to the kitchen.

Five still wasn't moving and changing his current stance he looks really almost... hurt? But before I could even call out his name Allison caught our attention. "Guys, you need to see this."

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"All our faces are burnt off."

Photos of us from the past, plastered on the wall with vandalized and scratched faces sent all of us an eerie reaction especially our action figurine that has their head melted off on his attic "Well, that's not creepy."

"Shit." We all said in unison as we continue to eye the spooky voodoo-like collections in front of us. "This was never about Vanya. This was about us." Allison leers.

"(Y-Y/N)..." Five suddenly spoke in between sighs as he holds on to my sleeve trying to get my attention. As I turn to his face he suddenly collapses, thanks to my reflexes I have managed to catch him from behind but his heavyweight ended up us both being on the floor.

"Five?" I blurt out worryingly fixing our position and placing his head on my lap as both our two other siblings kneel down with panicked faces.

I reached out for his jacket in search of any injuries or any indication that he was harmed. I raised the bottom of his shirt to find a piece of metal stabbed on his lower abdomen. A lot of blood already exited from his wound. "Jesus, Five," Diego mutters. "Why didn't you say anything?" He continued.

"You have to keep going. So... close." Five wails out before finally falling out of consciousness. "Five?--Five?--Five!" I exclaimed touching his cheeks with my palm and giving them a gentle slap to see if he was still awake.

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All of us rushed to go back to the academy. Finally, we arrived at our home with Allison and Diego carrying him from both ends.

"We should have taken him to the hospital," Allison suggested previously but it was a bad idea.

"A kid with a shrapnel wound might raise some questions." Five mumbles out struggling to get out words as he remained in a weakened state.

"Yeah, well, so does the murder shrine in Harold Jenkins' attic."

Five whimpers as Allison and Diego did their best to place him down on the couch. "He's losing a lot of blood, what do we do?" Allison questions.

I removed my blazer leaving me in my sweater vest and white blouse. I placed the fabric on top of his wound, trying to clean and stop the bleeding. Five mewls from the compression and impolite interaction with him and the cloth placed on his injury. "We gotta get that shrapnel out." Diego proposed.

"Well, how are we supposed to do that genius?" I muttered clearly in distress because of Five's state.

"Mom?" Diego utters suddenly as I glanced in his direction to find mom walking good as new. I thought she died? "Mom?"

I took a sigh of relief once I found out she was alive to the advantage that she can help us treat Five's wound. "Stay with me Five, it's going to be alright." I caressed his cheek lovingly before standing up to walk towards mom.

But before I could do any of those things, I felt something grabbing on my wrist gently but firmly. "D-Don't go..." He said in between breaths with eyes still forcefully closed trying to ignore the pain he was feeling yet still having enough energy the clasp his hand around mine.

And so I didn't.

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Fun Fact: (Y/N) and Diego used to insult eachother ruthlessly when they were kids.

A/N: man im just tired from school 😪

QOTD: Favorite Book Series?

the school for good and evil ❗❗❗ i freaked out when i found out it was going to have Netflix show