❝ Why did you find me hot on the battlefield? ❞

✧ THE SWEDISH JOB ✧

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(Y/N) HARGREEVES

LOVE DIDN'T HAVE to hurt this much. Who knew that the love you give to a person is equivalent to the pain you will receive later. Hashtag love sucks.

I don't get like being cheesy, but what's up with that stupid organ in our chest that makes us soft? Vanya still hasn't gotten a clue about who she was and I just didn't 'hate' her like I used to before. It was weird.

We took her into a nearby coffee shop so we could further discuss her sudden appearance on this place.

We sat at the bar table that aligned on the other side of the wall. This was Five's 3rd time asking for another pour for his coffee. The lady looked mad piss and what I learned from Texas was that no one gives a shit about your feelings.

"Leave the pot, dear." Five says confidently.

"Lippy little shit." The woman muttered, walking away after she puts down the container.

Five asked me to distract her with stories and bring up random topics so she wouldn't mention anything about the mystery of her life. But now that we have arrived here, she's free to ask questions. "You gonna tell me what the hell's going on?" Vanya questions in a demanding tone.

Five explained her origin about her being a baby and being bought by Mr. Pringles, who was a billionaire. Then we were raised in a chaotic home full of 6 weirdos that have powers because anything can basically happen like the freaking apocalypse that he also clarified.

"Any questions?"

"What do you mean, 'the apocalypse?" Vanya pushed. Like darling, out of all you could've asked for, like how many bathrooms we had in our mansion, this is what you got curious about.

"You should've mentioned that we have a robot mom and a monkey maid," I whispered to Five while he nudged my arm back harshly to keep me quiet.

"The end of the world as we know it." Five defined. "Yeah, but how?" she asked once again. "You really don't remember anything?"

Vanya shook her head. Girl, you almost destroyed the world smh.

'So, uhm... Who's gonna tell her?'

"Then what do you remember?"

Vanya described the same place we have landed, but she pushes further into the topic about the end of the world. I can tell her right now but I'm scared she might want to bring back the turmoil once again and then Five's gonna be a smarty pant and take us back to the freaking Renaissance or something... You know what I like that era's aesthetic so I don't mind.

"Asteroid impact." Five finally revealed. "The big kaboom ends everything. Just like the one that got the dinosaurs except, way worse. The bad news is, it followed us here."

"That can't be right..." Vanya says in disbelief.

"You were there..." Five says. "We were all there..." Five mumbled. 'Wait, what?'

"I was there too?" I queried as I pulled onto his sleeve. He told me that he saw a new apocalypse but I didn't know that I was there too.

Before Five could open his mouth to deepen the subject, Vanya hastily got up from her seat and headed straight to the phone booth. I'm assuming it was someone she met here. Speaking about phone calls, I haven't heard any news from Harry.

"Should we stop her?" I asked Five, who was wondering whether it was a good idea to tell her the truth. "When I finish my cup of coffee." he says as he took another sip.

One 'remarkable' asset in this boy is his inexact even-tempered head. Just in 10 seconds he'll approach Vanya and stop her.

'1... 2... 3–'

"Oop, there he goes," I mumbled as I fidget with myself. I watched Five as he ended the call that Vanya had on a phone.

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I don't know how we got here but here we are in Luther's side job as a punching bag because what the hell, he's not even trying in the ring.

At first, it was actually enjoyable until the joy in his face left after a punch landed on him. It's like he had a mid-life adult crisis in the middle of battle.

If I go up there, I'd tear the opponent's rib cage apart and feed him to the hyenas.

"Hit me again," Luther said to his opponent. The man he's having a brawl with had a puzzled look spreading across his face, but he followed anyway.

"Since when was he masochistic?!" I spoke.

"Last time I've seen him he was a daddy's boy." Five added as we continued to watch our brother beaten to a pulp.

"Oh, my God, Luther," Vanya called to him once he landed to our side. "Why isn't he fighting back?"

"Luther, fight back, you moron," I called out to him like a Mexican dad watching boxing. I studied his expression and despite all the bruises and purple marks he was getting on his face, there was something going on with him.

Luther panted in pain while the crown went wild. Mostly everyone's screams were about the big man not laying a finger on his enemy, and it was really infuriating to watch. Despair gathered amongst those who betted their money on the blonde with issues.

Our brother only taunted the man, despite him already throwing up blood everywhere. It was painful to watch.

"Luther, are you crazy? Just hit him!" Five yelled.

Even his opponent didn't want to use this advantage to knock him down just like that, but he was provoking him and not even moving a muscle.

"Give me everything you've got!" he screamed. And with one last strike, he's out cold.

Everyone was disappointed with the outcome.

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We ended up taking care of the severely injured man into our own hands. Carried him and tossed him to the trunk of the car while he was unconscious.

He woke up the moment we had arrived. He immediately shoves us out of his way to go back to the apartment he was living. Five and I stayed on the road while we gave Vaya consent to follow him and maybe have some conversation with him since she has the right to.

"Sweet ride, huh," I said as I leaned back on the station wagon that Vanya owns. "Won't be sweet anymore when the apocalypse comes and destroys everything that we have," he replied. And here was again, thinking that every moment was a waste of time.

"You know... I don't wanna be nosy or anything but mind telling me what you saw back in the apocalypse?" I brought up. He mentioned something about me being there with him.

Five slowly turned his head to mine. His eyes depicted sorrow while his mouth was shut tight. He always gets so defensive whenever I ask something about the end of the world. "Well... Everyone was there; War and stuff. And all seven of you were fighting back." he explained.

"You actually saw me too." Five leaked, trying to act casual about it.

"I saw you?"

"Yeah, we made e-eye contact." Five began to stammer, as if he was embarrassed about it.

Of course, me being an inquisitive dirtbag of glitter; I pushed that certain part further. "Is that Number Five stuttering?" I said with a smirk. "N-No..." he mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

"Oh my gosh, you're totally embarrassed about it." I teased, while he remained defensive. "Why did you find me hot on the battlefield?" I questioned, with a big smile plastered on my face.

"Yeah. Something like that," he admits as he rolled his eyes and shook his head in disapproval.

A moment of silence occupies. "Why is Vanya taking so lo—"

A loud crack from above occurred as rocks fell from the second floor. Luther just punched the wall. He peeked from the hole he had made, while Five scoffed in a mocking manner.

"You're kind of an asshole, Five." I said with crossed arms.

"I know." he says proudly.

A stomping Vanya comes in our way. Five approaches her and she still seem tense about what happened. "You ready to go?" Five asked.

"I'm going back to the farm," Vanya says. Five didn't take that too well and burst out while I... am being distracted by two cats fighting in the corner.

'Get him, get him.'

"(Y/N), help me out here!"

I snapped out and immediately face Vanya. The last time she was mad, she brought an end to the world so I might have to think about what to say to her. "Uh... Well, shit blows up when you're here." I said. I covered my mouth when I realized what I was supposed to keep myself got exposed.

"Great. Are there any other family secrets you failed to mention?" she says and steps inside the car. "A boat load, Vanya, which I don't have the luxury of sharing them with the—"

Five swallowed his words and knocks on Vanya's window. "I can't help you Five... I don't even know who I am." Vanya said with a shaky yet serious voice.

"You are our sister and a member of the Umbrella Academy. Like it or not, that's who you are." Five points out, trying to knock some sense out of her, but her expressions didn't seem to change.

"Well, that's who I was. New timeline, new me." she answers before starting the fine of the car."That's not how it works—" Five yells as she drives away.

He turns to me and frowns. "Thanks for the help."

"Vanya needs some space. I'm sure all of this is hard for her. Like all of it in one day? I passed out when Pogo said I was asleep for 12 years."

"I suppose you do have a point." he admits. In unison, we glanced above to the punctured wall, just where Luther was.

Luther gave us the middle finger. Well, two can play that game so I raised my right hand and gave one too.

Five brings his hand to mine and shoves it down because of immorality. "Wonder if it's too late to be un-adopted," he comments then taking my hand and walked off the scene.

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We went home with everything that we had done being diminished right before eyes. Our relationship just goes up and down every damn time we think we're gonna make it work.

"You know I don't know what's up but I just think we're the unluckiest people on earth." I brought up as we enter the premises to form a new plan. "What makes you say that?" Five says.

"Well, everything we try to do something good, bad karma pays us." I explained. "Nah. Our siblings are just asses." he answers. Not giving it much of a thought since he's quite defensive when it comes to family.

"It's almost as if it's a curse."

"A curse?"

"The Hargreeves curse. Everything we do, there's always something that will go wrong. Kinda like Murphy's Law." I stated.

"Hargreeves curse. Cute name." he replied with a shrug.

As we elevated up to the last stack of stairs, someone awaits in front of the door. He had his usual classy attire and proper funk posture. He has a bouquet in his hands and a charming smile pasted on his sweet pair of lips.

It's Harry.

My eyes gleamed as I squealed in excitement before approaching him to give him a hug. "Miss me much?" Harry questioned in his sweet and calming tone. "Of course, I did," I answered as I pulled back from the hug to inspect what he brought for me.

Well, Hargreeves curse indeed.

"Ah, shit." Five curses from behind.

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Fun Fact: Five developed his coffee addiction at a young age. He had heart palpitations and concluded it was because of caffeine when the real reason was because of (Y/N).

A/N: it's 7 am guys

QOTD: Are you currently in a romantic relationship?

no and never been in one and I'm 17 🤪✌