#a friend commissioned me like babe ty but just ask | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

falcor-thee-luck-dragon · 4 years ago

Text

What a Time to be Alive - Diego Hargreeves x reader

Chapter 8- The Seven Stages

Summary: Things never seem to work out very well for you, now do they? Not always true. But for the moment things could be better.

Tagged: @white-wolf-buckaroo @2cuteforyourlies @fandomoverlord221 @la-vie-en-amour1 @thatfandombitcch If you want tagged just hit me up.

Leaning against the brick wall you watch as Luther has a silent meltdown and Five has a very verbal and physical one. Meanwhile, Klaus is still laying on the ground, messed up from Ben possessing him earlier. “Now what?” Luther asks Five.

“Now nothing, Luther, all right? Make your peace with God.” He exclaims still pacing around angrily like a tiny ball of human rage.

“What? What about Allison and Vanya?” You add, dumbfounded that Five would just give up like this.

“Screw them both. They should have been here.” He snaps.

“What about Diego?” Rasps Klaus, starting to sit up finally.

“Screw him! Screw everybody! I was better off on my own in the apocalypse.” He lashes out, clearly done with everything.

“Five! Come on.” Luther says trying to sway Five back to us, while he leans a large arm against the dumpster.

“You know what, Luther? It’s every sibling for himself now. How ‘bout that?” Proclaims Five, as he lifts his arms into the air in defeat, walking briskly back into Elliot’s building, without another word.

“Did Five just get meaner?” Complains Klaus, while making a sour face from his spot on the ground.

Luther turns to you, who’s still breathing heavily and leaning against the old brick wall, “Y/N, go check on Allison, okay? Make sure she’s okay. Find the others and we’ll meet back here. And take Klaus with you. I’ll handle Five.” He requests, not looking forward to his own therapy bro talk with Five.

Pushing yourself casually off the wall, you nod to Luther, “I’m on it, have fun with old-man-grouchy-pants up there.” You add with a smirk and mock salute. Not much can hold your sarcasm back for long, and it actually seems to get worse the more terrible the situation.

Bending your head in Klaus’ direction you then fully swivel your body to face him completely. Walking yourself over and reaching out your hand for him to take, “Come on ya weirdo, let’s go find Allison.” Smiling fondly down at him, he slowly looks up at you, a tired smile on his less then cheerful face as he gives you a solemn pout.

“Get up Klaus we gotta find Allison.”

“You know what Y/N the tum tum is feeling a bit..weird...I think I’ll just stay here for a bit. Uh, you go on...I’ll catch up later.” He says while waving you off, refusing to get up. You let out a frustrated sigh, not in the mood to deal with this man-child. Without warning you grab the sides of his front shirt and effortlessly lift him up, his feet dangle above the ground a couple inches as he holds onto your arms for support.

“Jesus Y/N do I even weigh anything to you?”

“It’s like holding a bag of grapes.”

You give him the flash of a smile before letting go, he braces for the ground only to immediately touch it as you let go of his wrinkled shirt. He promptly sticks is tough out at you as he turns around and shakily begins walking down the alley, you trailing after him.

——

By the time you make it to Allison’s house, it’s already dark outside, and you’re about 20 seconds away from giving Klaus a bitch slap. Keep walking, just keep walking, ignore the annoying wavy haired whiny man behind you.

“This better be her house or so help me god.” You warn to him as he chuckles behind you, confirming that this is in-fact her house.

Walking up to her porch you stand in front of Klaus, giving the door a good couple knocks. Klaus sneaking in one of his own, as you go to slap his hands away he dodges, smiling cheekily back at you. You look up at the window, catching movement and hearing the hushed voices of Allison and her husband. Also noticing the strong scent of blood in the air that’s coming from the house. You’ve honestly smelled too much blood this week it’s not even funny.

Peering through the door window curtains, is Allison’s husband who’s eyes go wide in fear once he looks upon your roughly looking face that still happens to have dried blood on it from earlier. Klaus pushes you aside to give him a friendly wave. His face shifts to that of slight relief as he quickly unlocks the front door, looking between the two of you. “Hey, Ray-Ray. This is Y/N, my best friend by the way. I’m so sorry it’s late, but, uh..” Rambles Klaus.

“Klaus, now is not a good time.” Raymond whispers, attempting to keep you both out of his house.

“Oh, We’re sorry.” He starts. Peering from around the corner is Allison who looks at the two of you in surprise, catching the attention of both of you. “Allison! Hey!” You and Klaus yell together, excited to see your friend again. You and Klaus hastily press past Raymond who attempts to protest as his words fall on deaf ears. “We were so worried about you. Thank God you’re okay.” Klaus says going in for a hug.

“What’s, uh...what’s the matter? You guys have been wrastling in here or something?” Wonders Klaus while looking at Allison.

You walk into the room behind him, where the metallic scent of blood becomes overwhelming. Looking to your left you spot the culprit, one of the Swedish assassins, dead on her couch. You grimace in disgust, “Halloween’s not for another 11 months, what’s up with the dead Swede chillin on your couch? New decor?” You ask her nonchalantly, while fully walking into the living room and giving the place a look around.

Klaus then turns to you, then to the dead guy on the couch, “Oh. Oh, I see.” He says while looking closer at the damage. “It’s gonna be one of those kinda nights, huh?” Walking next to Klaus you sigh heavily, “So are we burnin’ or buryin’ ?” You ask them, while folding your arms. Allison and Raymond look to the two of you awkwardly. Yeah, this is not how you thought today would end.

“So, Y/N...uh..rough night.” Asks Allison while pointing to her face, meaning yours. You nod, giving her a tight lipped smile of sorts.

“You could say that.”

——

After an anything but restful nights sleep, here you are sat in the living room, next to Klaus on the couch. While Allison and Raymond tie down the dead Swede who’s currently wrapped in a giant carpet. “God, why are people so much heavier when they’re dead?” Allison says breathlessly while forcefully tying up the rope.

“You got a lot of practice at this?” Questions Raymond, looking a bit surprised at Allison’s comment.

You snort at that, “You have no idea.”

To your left is Klaus, who then starts talking to Ben, “It was like sex with one of the lesser Baldwins. I mean, you can feel him clattering around in there, but do you really care?” You and Allison glance at Klaus, sharing a look of amusement and disgust on both your faces. “Why? What was it like driving all this hot business?” He pauses for a second, listening to Ben speak. “Oh, yeah?” He whispers, entertained by Ben’s answer.

Getting up to assist Allison, you lean down to grab the heavy carpet as she stands off to the side. Letting you handle it considering this much heavier for her, but conveniently not to you. “Okay. One... two...” You lift it up with ease, while Raymond struggles to keep his side upward. A second later, and without warning, a bright flash of blue fills the room. Scaring the shit out of you, and everyone else. Evidently leading you and Raymond to drop the carpet with a loud thud.

“What the fuck?” You exclaim, taken aback by the sudden intrusive noise. Looking closer now, not blinded by the bright light anymore you spot a strange little man and, Diego! Your eyes go wide in surprise, “Diego!” You yell, excitingly.

“Mi amour.” He smiles back at you opening his arms up for a loving embrace. You run to him, pulling him in tightly, never wanting to let him go ever again.

Pulling away reluctantly, he turns to the rest of your tiny gathering, “All right, you’re both here. All right, we gotta go.” Diego, urges.

“Diego, Jesus!” Allison exclaims dramatically, still quit surprised that her brother and another random man just teleported into her house.

Standing to Diego’s right you turn to his new little friend, as this stranger looks at you and then the others with an enthusiastic look on his face. “Wow. Number Eight, Two, Three, and Four. We almost have an Umbrella straight flush here.”

Allison speaks up gaining the attention of her husband, “Ray, this is my other brother, Diego. Y/N’s boyfriend.”

Diego looks to him for a moment before stepping up and offering him a friendly handshake, “Hey, Man. Sorry to crash in here like this.” Ray hesitantly accepts, looking more confused then ever.

“Hey, who’s this guy?” Klaus points out, at the mystery man currently fanboying over the four of you.

“Herb. He worked with Five at the Commission.”

“The Commission?” Questions Klaus, still chillin on the couch.

“We monitor and maintain the time-space continuum.” Explains Herb as you, Allison, and Klaus study Herb curiously, interred by this odd set of news.

“Interesting?” You say while raising an eyebrow at Diego, what was going on.

Obliging to your confusion he begins, “No, for real. I was just there. And Y/N, babe it’s awesome.” He tells you wide eyed with excitement. His face turns serious again, as he looks to each of you, “Okay, I got to look at the timeline. I know what causes doomsday.” You look at him concerned, eagerly awaiting his answer with anticipation. “It’s Vanya.” Klaus gets up from the couch, a worried look on his face.

“Wait, what?” Allusion ask in confusion.

“How?” You tell Diego in disbelief, walking in closer to the two of them.

“Gonna blow up the federal building at Dealey Plaza just as the president’s passing through in less than an hour.” He explains to you, Allison, and Klaus. Who are currently all circling around him, astonished by the troubling news. “We gotta find her and stop her, now.” He ends, looking at you all with new determination in his eyes.

“Wait, Vanya kills the president?” Allison questions with a frown.

“No, no, no. See, the explosion causes the motorcade to drive off. Kennedy lives. Everybody thinks Russia’s behind it, including the president.” He explains rushed. “He strikes back, they strike back. Before you know it, it’s raining nukes.”

You look up at him wide eyed, not what you would have liked to hear today. “Okay, um..” starts Allison worried . “Holy shit.” Klaus adds, while looking at the floor, distraught from Diego’s new information.

Behind you Ray begins a silent mild freak out, Allison rushing to his aid.

Diego turns to you smiling, hiding his ever growing uncertainty for the near future. “You wouldn’t believe the stuff I saw in there, it was amazing.” You smile fondly at him in acknowledgment.

“D, that’s great and all, but what happened to you? One second Lila gives you a flask and the next, you were out like a light.” Looking up at him you touch his arm lightly, a comforting gesture for yourself. He glances at it for a second before taking both your hands in his. “Then when I went to...probably punch her....she electrocuted me with some type of high powered shocking stick. It hurt like a bitch.” You tell him earnestly, remembering those unpleasant memories from the day before.

He purses his lips together, nodding, while thinking for a moment, “I know.” He pauses a second. “She introduced me to her mother. She wants us to be her second in command, for the Commission’s security team. But Lila’s not dumb, and knew you would have fought back.” He looks up smiling, “Most definitely leaving the place in shambles. So she used me as leverage, but it worked out. Cause I met Herb, figured out how to prevent doomsday, and found my way back to you.” He explains lovingly, while smiling and staring into your half worried eyes. His dark eyes flicker to your parted lips for a fraction of a second, not unnoticed by your keen ones. He then brings his hands up to your face, gently touching your skin. You reach up, ever so slightly tugging at Diego’s long hair, pulling his face closer to yours.

“I’m just glad you’re back, I had to share a bed with Klaus and he’s a bed hog. I had no blankets.” You whisper, lightly laughing. He chuckles along with you, before he softly kisses your lips. You kiss back in satisfaction, God you loved this man.

Allison returns to the three of you, a sad but determined look on her face. You nod in understanding, as the four of you exit her house in search of Vanya.

——

Walking into the elevator, the doors closing behind you. You stand in front of everyone, the cold metal doors directly in front of you. With Klaus to your back left, Allison to your back right, and Diego straight behind you. You didn’t know what trouble you four could be walking into, so for their protection, you decided to stand in the line of fire. That is, if things go south when you get to the designated floor. As the elevator ascends, Allison sighs, “I hope we find Vanya in time.” “Yeah, me to.” You mumble, uncertain for what the four of you might find. Suddenly you feel the familiar force of Vanya’s power, growing and surging throughout the building, making the whole elevator shake.

As the doors slide open, an invisible force sends you back, crashing into Diego with a strained grunt. “Ah, sorry.” You force out. You look forward noticing the blue flashing lights and the dead security guard by the wall. Blood smeared in his wake, then it hits you, the disgusting yet oddly familiar scent of blood.

Crouching down, you drag yourself along the tiled floor for better traction as Vanya’s power grows. You make it to the opposite wall, Allison and Diego following suit, now sitting to your left, their backs against the wooden desk. Klaus pushes himself forward, suddenly falling to the ground from a spark of electricity. You push yourself away from the wall and grab his outstretched hand, bringing him to you with ease.

“Question, guys. Who are we trying to save Vanya from?” Wonders Klaus breathlessly.

“The FBI!” The three of you yell simultaneously.

“But if they’re all sucking ceiling right now, why hasn’t she stopped?” He exclaims, squeezing his eyes shut. The three of you look at each other in collective confusion. What are you going to do now?

#diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves #diego hargreeves x you #the umbrella academy x reader #the umbrella academy x you #the umbrella academy #what a time to be alive fic #falcor the luck dragon stories #number two

81 notes · View notes