˚✧˳ Chapter 20 - Was It A 'Kiss'? ˳✧˚

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THE DAY THAT WASN'T

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(Y/N) Hargreeves


𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦𝗡'𝗧 𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗡𝗢𝗪. Tell me this shit isn't happening right now. Tell me he isn't kissing me right now.

My eyes widen out of shock as Five's lips rested on mine. Did he just kiss me in front of his boss? My mind went blank, I have never kissed someone before how the hell was I supposed to react. I couldn't even tell if it was a good kiss or a bad kiss.

His lips were unmoving and literally just laid itself on mine. What the fuck in the virgin ass-kissing is he doing?

And the unexpected part that I least expect to happen, happened.

He inserted a pill inside my mouth.

That's when it hit me. He wasn't sexually assaulting me or anything. He was trying to give me a message.

And finally, he releases, our hot breaths assembling together. Five reclines his forehead against mine as he eyed me intensely, as if it was our way of communication.

My cheeks were glowing red, my hands began to shake, and I could literally feel my heart pounding out of my chest.

'And if you are reading my mind right now, Five. Why do you gotta be so extra you piece of shit?'

"Alright." Five spoke with optimism, rising as he fixed himself up. He walks towards the Handler to where the entrance was "Hope you enjoyed the show." He scoffs with pure sarcasm before going back in.

"God. What was that about?" The Handler snickers like a mom witnessing her daughter with a boy, talking her step in my direction, placing a hand behind my back signaling me to start walking. I position the pill below my tongue and I almost swallowed it.

"J-Just a goodbye kiss, I guess?"

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"Five used to hang out in the cafeteria alone, drinking a gallon of coffee every single day. But we didn't mind, he was one of the best assassins the commission could ever ask for."

"Oh, haha. I couldn't imagine."

'Yes, I can.'

I faked laughed at everything she was conveying to me about the Commission, trying my best to stay interested as possible as I eyed the guards of the place and counting how many they were in each hall. Two of each one hallway were scouting the area.

"How lovely it is to have two umbrella siblings now walking around here. I'm glad you accepted the offer, a wise decision for a young girl like you to make, you'll be going to places."

"Welcome to the orientation room, take this and have seat." The woman in glasses that sat across the middle of the room spoke rather in a drowsy way, as if it was her 1000th time doing this. She handed me a welcome package. "And now this is where we part. Just go watch everything in the presentation and make sure you understood everything, alright? If you have any difficulties or troubles, feel free to visit my office."

As soon as the Handler went out of view, my forced creepy smile disperses back into a grimacing outlook.

"A better tomorrow comes from an orderly today." A woman's voice spoke from the projector flashed on the screen as the light switches off. A funny-looking cartoon briefcase that talks appears on sight.

Luckily for me, there were not too many people inside and I sat at the back. I finally spit out the pill that was almost melting under my tongue's custody. I opened it only to find a small crumply paper of hand-drawn map.

No matter how much I tried to focus on the poorly illustrated map that has Five's writing, I still couldn't get off my mind about that stupid kiss.

Was it even a kiss? What is wrong with me? Of course, it meant nothing. And putting that aside, why am I feeling this way. I don't wanna say it. I don't wanna admit it. Five is my adoptive brother and my best friend. This feeling is wrong. The memory played on my head like a broken record as I felt my face heating up again.

'Snap out of it (Y/N). This is no time to swoon over Five.'

I gave myself a fairly hard slap on the face to regain back the practical and pragmatic me, while my cheeks remained to their rosy color.

The map has directions to a certain bathroom that I guess where we should meet.

I glanced at the instructor. She was fast asleep and was snoring rather loudly while the new recruits strongly fixed their gaze on what was being presented. I have wasted no time and escaped the room.

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I got out, preventing myself from doing any kind of suspicious activity as I indistinctly look at the directions from my hand.

Finally, I have reached the bathroom and the certain second stall that Five wanted me to meet in. "Five?" I uttered out once I saw the familiar leathered shoes from below.

In a flash, he opens the door and pulls me in roughly. We stared at each other with an unsettled state as both of us recall what happened earlier. "Hey." Five spoke with ease.

I remained quiet and just nodded at his greeting, still flustered about what happened earlier.

The bathroom stall had little space for us to occupy, resulting in an ample capacity for both of our bodies to invade. It was an uneasy position and awkward atmosphere. "Did you call me here to finally make-out, Five?" I snarled, breaking the silence as he himself snapped out of his thoughts.

"Yeah, right. Uhm. Okay, so the plan is to get the briefcase bust our way out of here."

"How the hell is that supposed to work."

"Let me finish talking, dimwit. I'm going to mess some 'things' with the pneumatic tube and then after that, we could head on to steal one briefcase."

"Okay, got it. Steal the briefcase, then leave."

"And also I stole this from Dot; The one in management for the apocalypse. This is the file for—"

The clacking of heels entered the restroom. We already figured who's it was.

"Shit." We both muttered.

"So, how's your first day going?"

Both of us silently panicked inside, scared that we might get caught. Five pointed on the toilet ring clearly indicating that I should take my stand around the ring of it because she might see us together inside.

'What? No, Ew.' I mouthed to him with furrowed brows. 'Just do it.' He mouths back angrily.

"Couldn't be better." Five answers from the woman next by sounding promising.

"Glad to hear it." The Handler replies. We could see her dress flopped down below the uncovered space as the sound of her urinating resonated the obstructing walls. Five and I gave each other a grimaced look cause of it. Peeing is like a normal thing, but why does it sound wrong to hear it.

Five suddenly grabs me by the waist and elevates me, attempting to place me on top of the toilet. I was startled by his sudden action and oh my fucking Five, my feet went inside the bowl.

'FIVE, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU.'  I whispered yell, as I felt my insides almost wanting to cry. The Handler who was still in the other stall with her long piss sounding like she was taking phlegm out of her throat. I quickly shot up my shoe and socks that is now drenched in toilet water, shaking off the left out liquid.

"Ah. I broke my rugae. Ever burn your rugae?" The Handler questions. Five immediately took his hand in my mouth before I could give him any more death threats. "The ridges on the hard palate that help pass food to the esophagus."

'Damn, her piss is taking too long.'

"Anyway, I'm on a liquid diet for two days, hence the marathon of urination. One faulty cog, and nothing works as it should."

'Teleport me.' I mouthed to Five, grabbing a fist load of his hair to make him face me. I felt like I was about to burst right now. This is so disgusting I wanna die.

As soon as he spatial jumped us to the other stall, I slammed his face onto the barrier, blowing a loud thud around the echoey tiled room. "AGH!" He exclaimed before teleporting back to the previous stall he was in.

"You alright there, Number Five?" The Handler asked.

"I just slipped."

"You know, we value integrity at the office above all else. Trust is essential, and that trust is... built over time. But in the event of a breach, the Commission will act swiftly and without mercy. An efficiency I'm sure you above all people can appreciate, Number Five."

The toilet from The Handler's space finally flushes. "I'm feeling peckish. Have you had your lunch?" She got out and makes her way to the sink to wash her hands.

"Not yet."

"Great. You could go fetch Number Eight and we could have lunch together in my office. You and she can eat solid food and I can live vicariously... through the both of you." She bantered.

"Sounds great." Five bubbled, sounding too accepting to be true.

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Fun Fact: Five thought he'd give (Y/N) a proper kiss when they get back home.

A/N: the kissing scene was inspired by banana fish 🙄💅🏻

SORRY ABOUT THE KISS SCENE
BTW I NEED TO MAKE THE READER UNCOMFY SO YA'LL KNOW WHAT (Y/N) FELT AT THAT MOMENT I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU GUYS LMAOO K BYE

and five is just extra ngl 💃🏻

QOTD: Who would you rather be in the umbrella academy?

allison then id have a chance with five. she could've drooled over him instead of luther sis got the chance and wasted it 😫

(i'm referring to them when they were kids crushing on each other btw)

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