❝ You can't just suggest that her to stay... But I do suggest that you leave. ❞

✧ THE MAJESTIC 12 ✧

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(Y/N) HARGREEVES

SILENCE SURROUNDS the once lively place of Elliot's. Only the humming of the owner can be heard as he prepares all of us with our preferred beverages.

Harry sat on the armrest of the single couch I was sitting on that was opposed to Lila and Diego's position. Lila was discreet with the way she examines the male beside me that had good posture and a sweet little smile. "Why the flowers lover boy?" She asked.

"She will be gone very soon, and I tend to make her feel my presence every day," Harry answers sweetly.

"Hm. Interesting. Two boys—one girl." Lila mumbled. She turned her head back to where Five was and whispered. "I'm rooting for you, Five."

Diego lowered his eyelids and shrugged.

"About Vanya. You guys just let her go?" Diego questioned. "Well, Vanya had a lot to process. She'll come around. I know she will." Five says confidently as he prepares his favorite drink. "What about the guys that went after her?" he followed.

"The Swedes?"

"Any idea who sent them?" Lila asked as she sips onto her coffee.

"Oh, I have my suspicions." Five answered sternly before heading to the same chair I was sitting on and sat on the other armrest. "But right now, our priority is finding Dad and getting answers." He added. "Which for the record, I found him already." Diego debated. "Yeah, and he got away before we could even introduce ourselves," I replied.

"He stabbed me." he excuses.

"I'm surprised he waited this long, Diego. We all had the urge." Five comments.

Lila laughs. "Good one." She says as she raises her hand for a high five.

Five completely ignored her. "Good thing I know where Dad's gonna be tonight." he says. "Found it at his office while he was busy stabbing you." He revealed as he handed some kind of invitation.

Five then mention the thing about the majestic 12. Elliot has stated everything about them and was familiar with some of the members. He then puts down a photograph of men in a suit. "They've only identified eleven so far." He stated as we all examined the photo on the table.

"Who's the twelfth?"

The 3 of us, Hargreeves, made eye contact. We know exactly who it is.

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The new plan has been formed and we're now tasked to go and crash the party he was having. Diego got a suit from Elliot. We concluded to blending in with the crowd would make us less suspicious. As for Five though, he doesn't give a damn since he's the grenade.

I decided to wear a tuxedo for the night since there wasn't any available dress for me to wear. As I was about to grab myself the extra suit that Diego prepared for me on the seat, Lila gasped.

"Oh my gosh, I just remembered I brought an extra dress," Lila informs me as she got out wearing her sea green dress that matched with her dark skin.

She goes back inside the room as I got curious. She then pulls out this gorgeous (F/C) bouffant dress that had crystal emblems by the ends. "I'm sorry but I didn't know what kind of gowns you were into so I just grabbed whatever."

"Oh, my... This looks so beautiful! What store did you buy it from?" I cheered as I took the clothes from her to examine further the details that it had.

"More of borrow to be honest... Except I won't be returning it so it's yours." Lila says proudly.

How does one even steal a dress without being caught? Oh, well, it's mine now so I don't care.

And then it hit me, I will be leaving all my fancy clothes for this timeline. It's a depressing thought that after a few more days I'd be back home.

"Thank you so much, Lila," I said as I gave her a quick side hug.

I head for the bathroom, with excitement spreading across my face. The top slipped on to me perfectly and the hem of the dress cuts flawlessly just above the knee. 'Holy shit, I look good.'

I got out of the bathroom and looked down bashfully, despite me being confident in it.

A dramatic squeal cuts out. "Oh my gosh, you look like a princess." Lila fangirled and jogged towards me to puff up the dress. "Thank you, Lila. Same goes back to you." I complimented back.

As I got comfortable presenting myself, I gaze back up to find Diego inspecting me. I smiled sheepishly while he clicked his tongue. "Not really."

"Oh, shut up you look like a homelessman." Lila defended. "I also brought, well, stole make up. I'm gonna go get it." She says and runs off.

She waltz her way into the living room. Since when was the last time I got to play dress up and wear makeup with a friend? Seems more fun rather than the modeling.

"Your dress looks pretty," Harry stated. At the side, he stood with crossed arms as if waiting for me to come out. He has always been my stylist. He has been into thousands of runways so he knows what's good and bad clothing so this mere compliment was more than just admiration.

I whispered a 'thank you'. He opens his mouth as if he was about to say something but then closes it again and swallows. "I need to talk to you—alone." He sounded worried.

I agreed. Just as I was about to ask what was wrong; he pulls me instantly to Elliot's room for privacy.

He shuts the door. He's breathing became heavy and his hands started to fidget, almost as if he was frightened—but about what?

"Stay with me." Harry pleaded. I frowned, lost for words. Never in my life have I reconsider those types of statement because nothing ever mattered to me than my family.

"Harry, you know I can't—"

"Please! I'll do anything! W-We can runaway together and be happy you know?" The desperation in his voice sounded so innocent to be ignored. I always knew this day would have come.

His eyes held sadness and his lips went dry. "I know, it's selfish but please I..."

"I can't—"

"I don't want you to go... Everything, about this it's crazy! You can have a normal life with me..." he reaches for my hand and squeezes it tightly. Guilt spreads through my body.

I bit my lip. Putting to reason his request. But at the same time, I have my family here, and we don't belong here.

"I'll give up everything and we can go wherever we want... I'm sorry, I just don't want you to leave me."

Just as I was about to make myself clear, someone's voice interrupted me.

"You know I wouldn't have mind it if your relationship was platonic."

From across the room stood Five, he teleported inside. Leaning on the wall within the shadows with both hands swallowed by his pockets.

"Hate to break it to you pal' but uhm... She won't be staying." Five cleared his throat. He walked towards us in a slow manner.

"You see... There's just something about us that you don't know and you shouldn't be pampering with." Five stuck his hips to mine, hand on my waist that crawled up to my shoulder.

I remained dumbfounded at whatever the hell was happening. "You can't just suggest that her to stay... But I do suggest that you leave." Five ordered like a king in charge.

Harry maintained to stare daggers at the boy beside me.

"You can't ask him to leave Number Five." I said, as I separated from him. "Nonetheless, he's still my friend, this is hard for him and for me." I explained.

Five looked at me, disappointed. He pulled down the ends of his blazer and fixed his neck tie. "Very well." Five casted a sardonic smile.

"Choose." he stated.

"What?"

"Yeah, choose." Harry agreed, crossing his arms as Five stood beside him.

Five looked calm. Harry was infuriated yet he remained his composure by trying to hide it. "Come on, we don't got all day." Five whined, which made me irk.

"You guys are ridiculous..." I grimaced.

Both of them arched their brows forward, treating me like I was the one being crazy in the team. 'You guys are psychos.'

"I'm choosing myself. Now if you'll excuse me... I need to look ravishing for tonight." I said, and headed out.

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(Y/N) left abruptly leaving the two boys inside unwanted by the girl they both eagerly desire. Both of them surely meant a lot to the female, but if she chose from the two of them, it will only spice up their quarrel.

Harry sighed. He knew he was wrong. He was too forceful with her, and now she ended up being mad.

Five held the same annoyed look. More annoyed now that he's here.

"You know what? She's right. This is ridiculous, Five." Harry spoke and turns to the other male with an awkward smile. And the humble man he is, he offered his hand for him to shake. "Let's just be buddies' and forget all about this."

Five didn't dare himself to look away from the other's pupils. He had been killing him in his mind for the past hours of his arrival, and he was not planning on mending their pride and be friends.

"Um—"

"Now, listen here, you little shit," Five cursed as he slapped away his hand. Ironic that Harry was a few inches taller than him, but despite the height difference it made the dirty blonde haired boy fold.

"I know what you're doing, and I don't like it... The flowers is not gonna fool anyone so don't even excuse yourself with that 'just friends' bullshit." He finally said.

"I don't like how you stare at her with googly eyes and touch her." Five informed. "If you're gonna crush on someone like her, you 're gonna have to get through me."

"I don't have a crush on her." Harry's cheeks heated. He's a shy person so saying it out loud was a violation of his existence.

"Will you quit it?! We both like the same woman so I despise you, simple as that." Five fumed. He pointed to his chest and jabbed him with every single word he was about to say. "And I'm gonna win her heart back."

Harry swallowed and took a deep breath. "Then I will do the same." he answered cofidently.

Five backed. A courtesy for his guts. "Hm. You're not as stupid as you look then." He commented. "Man up, don't waste your normal life on someone as complicated as her."

He wiped his hand on his blouse before reaching for the door. "But if you really love her... Let her go." And with these last words he disappeared and jumped his way out, leaving Harry to be in a sea of thoughts.

Harry felt a lump in his throat. His skin was plucking itself, and his chest felt intense. He felt so powerless now that he appeared.

What he does won't affect their relationship anymore. And from the day (Y/N) he introduced Five to him, he saw how both of them were connected in a way that could make anyone instantly back off. He was scared of the outcome, and he wished he never met her if he knew it would have to hurt this much.

And just as he was about to introduce her to his mother, he came around.

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Fun Fact: Five is touch deprived to the point that he doesn't notice that he's holding (Y/N)'s hands even when he's angry at her.

A/N: i was back being a book addict and had a different ones everyday; my eyes r so tired 😭

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