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When you tell Umbrella you’re out of ice cream.

[puckish-rogue-archive-deux]

“ A’ight, so let me get this straight; not only do you want me and the crew t’ come in and basically usurp the Medici from whatever stranglehold they got on the place—not that it’s really that tight to begin with—but you also want me t’ screw your sister. ”

“ I take it this is some kinda ‘lesser of two evils’ kinda deal, huh? ”

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💓: Is intimidated by them, but wants to be friends with them. 

“Well you should be intimidated, I am a monstrous nurse after all~.”

“... I’m surprised you want to be my friend. In my line of work there’s not much room for those.”

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@umbrellx​ answered your ask “Out of curiosity... How do you plan on paying for this Casino and how...”

“I see... I was mostly inquiring out of my own curiosity.” She would remark, a tone in her voice that sort of hinted that she suspected something probably would go terribly wrong for some reason.

“Besides, before I went a little off topic, I was going to ask if you knew where the Grand Meridian hotel was as I am not entirely sure if my leg is being pulled or not.” Sure, she had reservations supposedly, but she was starting to suspect something was iffy about the whole “coming to New Meridian for answers” idea in the first place. Better to confirm the place was actually real by asking a local.

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Adept in taijutsu and lv.93 heavy armor set. Her special move, [Wooden Hook], can crack through stainless steel with ease. It is not an easily dodged technique.

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I've been leveling Andersen and Arash since they've always treated me well but I might try out Mata Hari in my arts team to see how she goes with Merlin and Tamamo.

Her with both Tamamo and Merlin is amazing.... if you can get her Charm to pull through in the end, which at 60% is highly unlikely to stall. I’d personally use her to boost a team with a DPS rather than a stall team for that reason alone.

And DUUUUUDE, ANDERSEN AND ARASH ARE THE BEST IN THEIR RESPECTIVE FIELDS IN TERMS OF 1-2 STARS, MY MAN!

Hans is a mini-merlin, and is just so versatile! Forget his NP buffs having 80%, his skills that boost a crit team makes them hella unstoppable! And ARASH

A R A S H

need I say more?

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Episode 4 what the shit was that?!

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And than you to everyone for the lovely feedback!

Sunday Morning Sobriety

Pairing: Klaus Hargreeves x Reader

Warnings: mentions of drug abuse

A/N: ok so my computer decided to crash two days ago and it has the ben fic on it so I’ll have to postpone that until i can get my laptop back in order but I’ve been working on some drabbles on my phone and i honestly don’t know how good this is or where I was going with it when i was writing so it’s a little all over the place (yikes)

It’s a lovely Sunday morning for some doughnuts. You swear Agnes has to have some sort of otherwordly ingredient that makes her doughnuts taste so scrumptious, although she promises she just makes them with love.

Sitting at your favorite booth by the window, you munch on your sweet breakfast, and Agnes brings you your preferred drink on the house. You accept the mug, thanking her for the hospitality. Taking a sip of the warm liquid, you gaze out the window, appreciating how peaceful the morning is.

And then, as if on cue, none other than Klaus Hargreeves comes stumbling through the front door of Griddy’s Doughnuts. After greeting Agnes with a wave and that kind smile of his that always has a glint of eccentricity, he plops down in the empty seat across from you. True to character, he’s clad in those leather pants of his, barely wearing a shirt, and a god-awful jacket that’s louder than he is at a party.

“Right on schedule,” he announces, checking a watch that would be on his wrist if he hadn’t pawned it off last week. Showing off his pearly white teeth, he flashes you a smile that says he’s thrilled to see you.

“Are you sober?” You ask him, raising an eyebrow at his exaggerated and shaky gestures.

“Maybe…” he brings a finger up to his bottom lip as though he’s thinking really hard about it. You honestly can’t tell whether or not he’s joking. “Yup, a definite maybe.”

The relationship you have with Klaus Hargreeves is… strange, to say the least. You’ve been sort of friends for a few years— he comes and goes as he pleases, but he’s stuck around more and you’ve been seeing him almost regularly for the last year or so. How you feel about him is complicated because you care about him a great deal, which also means you can’t stand seeing him destroy himself despite your best efforts. You do know it’s a horrible addiction he needs to get over and it hurts more than he would ever know every time you see him swallow another damn pill, but you also know that to a certain point, it’s a journey he has to do himself for the most part. And you want to be by his side for all of it— once he’s ready to take that step.

“I really am trying though,” he admits in a more serious tone as he averts his gaze to his fidgeting fingers. He knows he’s sober at the moment— the blasted headache, the overwhelming emotions that make him feel like they’ll cause him to implode, and the compulsive need to cram the nearest narcotics he can find down his throat are obvious indicators. Withdrawal is the shittiest sensation he never gets used to. “I-It’s just really hard sometimes with—”

“I know,” You don’t cut him off to be rude, but you can see him becoming increasingly anxious thinking about it. Sliding your arms forward on the table, you reach for his hands curling your fingers over his shaky ones. “Klaus, with everything you’ve been through, a-and everything you still have to deal with —”

“You don’t even know the half of it,” he chuckles, sounding exhausted and overwhelmed more than anything.

“You can always talk to me,” Your offer is genuine, and he knows it. He also knows that what he’s experienced— and still does, is a complete fucking nightmare. Klaus wants nothing more than to tell you everything, but he wouldn’t want to put that kind of strain on someone as pure as you. “It can’t be good to keep all of that in, and I might not understand right away, but I want to try- for you. Will you let me?”

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” he answers after a moment’s hesitation, averting his gaze to the window, looking at it more than through it like there’s a haze obscuring the glass.

“Try me.”

Instinctively looking to the empty space next to him, his features shift ever so slightly to form an expression one wears when they non-verbally communicate with a sibling or a close friend.

“Is that Ben?” You ask him, and his attention snaps back to you. He seems a little surprised, but not necessarily in a bad way. You’ve had your suspicions, knowing Klaus’ powers, and Ben’s story— or at least what you’ve been told of the tragedy. “Can he hear me?” You don’t want to intrude or offend him in any way; you just want to make him feel more comfortable, and it seems to be working because he silently nods his head. “Hi Ben, I’m Y/N,” you introduce yourself, trying your best to look at the same place where Klaus was just looking. “I’m sorry I haven’t formally introduced myself sooner.”

“Yeah, how rude of you not to introduce us sooner,” Ben remarks sarcastically, to which Klaus rolls his eyes in response to his brother.

“Ben says hi.”

“It must get pretty lonely,” you say sympathetically, hoping you don’t come off as pitying. “If ever you feel like talking to someone, you can always talk to me,” You give a kind smile that’s warming to him— both of them, something neither has experienced in a long time. Although he won’t make it so obvious to Klaus, Ben is overjoyed that he can finally communicate to someone else in the live realm now. He loves his brother of course, but Klaus and the others don’t really take the time to interact.

“I like this Y/N,” he gives a nod of approval, sporting a small smile. Ben can already see that having someone like you in his life will be good for him. Klaus has always been a sensitive spirit, and with all the trauma he’s endured he needs someone patient and understanding more than anything.

But Klaus also knows himself, and all the unwelcome things that come with being around him. He doesn’t want to burden anyone with his impossibly heavy baggage.

You can feel it as a knowing smile graces your lips. Little does he know you also have quite some hefty baggage you’ve been carrying around for as long as you can remember.

“Ben says he likes you.”

“I like him too,” you state and turn your head to smile at the empty seat next to Klaus once more. “And what about you?” He hums in response, quirking up an eyebrow in confusion. “How do you feel about me?”

“What a ridiculous question,” An impish grin takes over his features because you should already know the answer to that question. “You’re beautiful, you know that?” He blurts out unintentionally, yet he doesn’t have an ounce of shame or refret about it. It’s simply a truth that needed to be said. “Y/N, I really care about you,” is all he can say to avoid telling you the precise words that describe what he feels.

“Klaus,” you say his name in a nearly breathless manner, as you give his hand a comforting squeeze. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but—”

“I get it, I just wanted to put it out there, I wasn’t expecting anything back—”

“N-No! That’s not it—”

“Really, it’s okay,” It’s heartbreaking how accepting he is of rejection; expecting it before it comes. You can’t let that happen. “I’m just a—”

“Klaus, you’re so amazing and you don’t even know it!” His lips part slightly as they release a breath of bewilderment. You squeeze his hands so hard that it hurts him a little, but he doesn’t care. “You are the most caring, sensitive person I’ve ever met, a-and I care about you too much to see you ruin yourself—”

“So what you’re saying is that you like, like me?” A smirk dominates his features, replacing whatever vunerable and insecure frown he wore seconds ago.

“Yes,” you chuckle, rolling your eyes at the certain amount of visible ego inflation you’ve caused. Seeing him open his mouth, you speak before he can make some silly comment that would diffuse the gravity of the situation, “But I can’t be with you unless you’re sober— I-I don’t think I’d be able to watch you hurt yourself like that, and until then I will be supporting you the best I can—”

“I’m sober,” he whispers as a corner of his mouth quirks upwards.

“Wh—”

“I’m sober,” he says louder, the grin spreading across his features. “I’ve been sober for almost a week!” You can’t help the smile that breaks out on your face as you watch how overjoyed he becomes.

Standing abruptly from his seat, he makes his way around the table to your side of the booth, falling into place next you. You let out a giggle as he wraps an arm around your shoulder and leans in close.

“Not so fast,” you chuckle, placing a hand on his chest. “You need to stay sober,” you tell him, once again taking on a tone of seriousness as you lock your eyes to his. “I care about you a lot.”

His eyes flicker down to you lips for a brief moment before meeting your enticing orbs again, and then he leans in slightly so that mere inches stand between your lips and his. He stops himself before going any further, asking for your permission. You take it upon yourself to close the distance as you move forward to press your lips to his.

Klaus’ eyes flutter closed and he lets himself melt into your kiss instantly, experiencing the full sensation without a numbing haze. Your hand closes around the fabric of his shirt that covers (or barely) his chest as he deepens the kiss, pouring the unspoken depth of his feelings into one simple action.

Maybe with you, things will finally be okay, and he won’t need to numb himself anymore.

Ben lets out a fake cough from across the booth, trying to get Klaus’ attention, only to be dismissed with a wave. “All right then, I’m going to leave the two of you alone.”

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Caught In The Act

A/N: I decided to give y’all a break and NOT break your hearts today. The only warning for this one is that there is implied smut but nothing happens.

Summary: you lose your virginity and when you get back to the house, realize that your family is waiting for you. And demands to know where you were last night.

Xo MJ

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You woke up confused with your head pounding, you had no idea where you were, but it was bright which didn’t help your headache. You glanced at your phone which was on a small table beside you, it read 3:48. ‘Holy shit’ you thought. You looked around the unfamiliar room as you turned over you saw a strangers bare back facing you. Their hair was messy and you noticed their steady breathing, and reality hit you like a freight train. You remembered the events of last night all at once. You were at a club with your friend because they had mentioned that they had someone that they wanted you to meet. So reluctantly you agreed and went out with them.

When you walked inside the way too loud club, your friend immediately dragged you to the bar. There sat the most beautiful human you had ever seen, they had a tantalizing smile, sparkling eyes and an intoxicating laugh. You were shocked, you could do nothing but stare at the beauty before you.

At some point in the evening your friend had left you and your new date alone. You talked, well more scream talked, over the loud music for a few hours. Then you danced and drank and laughed, you had never done anything like this before, but you felt great. The next thing you knew you were in an Uber with them going back to their place, full on making out. Then when you reached the apartment and the two of you-

Your mouth slightly opened in shock. You remember what had happened last night. You looked back over to the still sleeping person, and silently lost your shit. You had lost your virginity last night. And to such a beautiful and caring person, you suddenly felt them shift next to you and noticed that they were facing you, awake and smiling.

“Hey” they whispered in a raspy morning voice.

“H-hey” you responded, they gave you a soft look.

“Last night was fun”

“Uh, yeah it was. Fun I mean.” You stuttered slightly, still in shock. But your partner from last night just smiled.

“That was your first time wasn’t it?” You nodded nervously.

“I was that bad eh?”

“What? No you were great, I just had a hunch is all.” You let out a small hum of laughter.

“Well I hate to cut this short but I actually have a dinner meeting in a few hours and I should probably get ready.” You nodded in agreement as they got out of bed and you did the same. Pulling your clothes from last night on, it reeked of booze and sweat from the events of the previous night, but you could change when you got home. Once fully dressed you turned to your partner who was picking out what to wear.

“Hey, thanks for last night and everything. I actually did have a good time.” They turned to look at you and smiled, walking over in nothing but underwear.

“You’re welcome. I had fun too.” They gave you a final kiss on the forehead before turning away going back to their wardrobe, picking up the clothes and going into the bathroom. The door closed with a small click and just like that you were alone again.

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You didn’t even want to know what you looked like. You could tell that your hair was a mess for sure, and you knew that it probably looked like you hadn’t slept in days. But no one was supposed to be home at the academy anyway so you figured that you could sort yourself out there later.

It turned out that the apartment wasn’t that far from the academy, so after a swift 15 minute walk, you arrived at the front door. You unlocked it and walked inside the grand foyer, you closed the door a bit too loudly, making you wince. You dropped your keys in a small bowl on a table and thought that you were fine. Until you heard voices. ‘Shit’ you thought. Your room was on the other side of the hallway, and to get to it you had to walk past the living room, where the voices were coming from.

You took a deep breath and began silently walking towards your room, you figured that if you were careful, quiet and quick you could get to your room without being noticed. However that was not the case.

“Y/N?” A voice called out. You stopped in your tracks, scared to look. In the living room was not one, not two, but all six of your remaining siblings.

“Fuck” you whispered. Luther gestured for you to come into the room, you hung your head and reluctantly obeyed.

“What happened to you last night? Did you get mugged?” Luther asked.

“Why are you all here? Shouldn’t you be on the moon or something? And shouldn’t you be in Hollywood? And shouldn’t you… be dead?” Your siblings all rolled their eyes except for Vanya, who was solemn faced as usual.

“You don’t know do you?” Diego asked.

“Know what?”

“Dad died last night.” The room fell silent, you were shocked. The old man had finally died. You didn’t know what to do, except let out a small ‘oh’.

“Anyways enough of that. Where were you last night? Dad mysteriously dies and you just happen to be out of the academy?” Your face got very angry very quickly.

“Are you suggesting that I killed dad?” Luther looked down.

“We talked about this Luther, dad died of natural causes.” Diego intervened, Luther spun around quickly to snap back at his brother.

“Well if they won’t tell us where they were last night how can we know for sure?!!?” He raged.

“Oh come on… isn’t obvious where they were last night?” Klaus said in a bored tone, your eyes widened. Silently praying that this wasn’t going where you thought that it was going. The rest of the siblings shrugged, there was a pause, and then Klaus burst into laughter.

“Oh my god you’re all hilarious” he laughed wiping away a fake tear.

“Klaus either tell us what you’re going on about or drop it.” Diego snapped.

“They got lucky last night!” The room froze, your face turned red, as 6 pairs of eyes turned to look at you in both amusement and disbelief.

“Goddamnit Klaus!” You whisper yelled, breaking the silence, Klaus doubled over in laughter. You turned to look at your two other brothers standing in front of you.

“I don’t get it” Luther shrugged.

“Yeah” Diego agreed.

“I mean what’s the big deal? It’s not like it was their first time or anything.” The room fell silent again and you felt your face somehow get hotter.

“Wait a second…” Allison chimed.

“Was it your-”

“YES OK!?!! IT WAS MY FIRST TIME CAN WE DROP IT NOW!?!” You yelled. There was another bout of silence and then… laughter.

“Wow! While dad was losing his life, Y/N was making more!”

“SHUT UP KLAUS!”

“Now you’re gonna have to marry them!” He gasped, sending the siblings into another round of laughter. You began to pout.

“Is no one gonna talk about the fact that mini Five is back?!?!?”

“We already went over that, this is much more interesting.” Five replied in his usual smartass manner.

“You’re telling me!” Diego chuckled wiping a tear from his eye.

“Why is this so entertaining to you all anyway?” Vanya asked.

“Because Vanya, when most people have their first time it’s pretty discrete. But in Y/N’s case, they just walked in looking like they fought their way through a hurricane!” Klaus chuckled.

“Plus not to mention, they got about a million hickeys and got caught by their family.” Diego finished.

“Ok that’s enough, I’m going to go take a shower.” You grumbled as you began to leave the room and go upstairs.

“A golden shower?”

“SHUT UP KLAUS!” The room was filled with laughter again, you smiled ever so slightly, as you went upstairs to the bathroom chuckling lightly.

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Could you do headcannons for Diego where he finds out the reader is pregnant?

Pregnant 

Diego Hargreeves x Reader

You’ve been together just over four years and this is the first time you’ve had a little plus on a pee stick 

”*°•.˜”*°•. ˜”*°•. ˜”*°••°*”˜.•°*”˜.•°*”˜.•°*”˜

he’s shook 

like he’s never been more surprised in his life 

you’ve been together for about four years and had a lot of unprotected sex but this is the first time it had come of something 

he never thought he’d be a dad and assumed that it would happen a lot later even though you were both over thirty

diego had vocally said that he didn’t want kids

after his childhood, he didn’t want to bring another one into this world that could be like him and his siblings and have a tormented life 

one night he came home to you in bed clearly, having cried earlier, but you wouldn’t tell him why

this kind of thing happened for weeks 

you began to distance yourself from him and make sure that when he was home you wouldn’t be

he followed you one morning, so fucking scared that you were cheating on him 

you were heading towards the doctors and he began to get confused

you were healthy and happy a few weeks ago, now you just seemed healthy 

but he couldn’t find out what was wrong

he was scared

so scared

that night, he waited for you to come home before he came up to the apartment because he knew you’d been avoiding him

he waits about an hour before unlocking the door to find you lying down on the sofa watching TV and crying silently

he did what he hadn’t been able to for weeks and sat next to you

you looked at him, scared but too vulnerable to care because you needed love right now

he held you for hours and you fell asleep in his arms

you were pregnant 

you wanted this baby but you wanted Diego more

so you were so fucking scared he would leave or want an abortion for the both of you

“What’s going on, baby?” 

you look at him as he strokes your hair

“I’m pregnant,” 

saying it at the quietest whisper you begin to cry again and pull away from him, sitting at the other end of the sofa

he’s shook

not upset

just shooketh

like fuck, Diego got his eyes popping out of his head

then he’s laughing a tiny bit and smiling

“That’s it?” he asks kneeling in front of you

“What?”

“Baby, I love you and I know that I’ve said I don’t want kids but the fact we’ve got a little us in there is fucking crazy.”

“I was scared,” You smiled down at him as he touches your stomach

“My Love, you’re my only love and I want you to always be honest with me, especially about issues like these.”

you feel a bit dumb because he’s really excited actually

he’s scared to fuck

but he’s excited to be a dad 

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could u please do a 5 x male reader being warm and domestic? sorry, i’m 13, gay and rlly sad and i just,,, can’t find much 5 x male reader shiz :(

Oof I finished it now sorry about earlier

Mood lol hope you enjoy 💓

Number five x male reader .

You were laying down next to five in his bed letting the sun caress your skin. Turning your body to face him you gently stroked his cheek then giving him a light kiss on his lips . "Five it's time to wake up. " You whispered in his ear in response he just groaned . "Ten more minutes " your boyfriend mumbled to you .sighing you brushed some of the brunette's hair out of his eyes.

"Well I'm going to go get breakfast so if you want to join me I suggest you hurry up " You said crawling out of bed and leaving the room to go to the kitchen . It had been two years since five and the rest of the hargreeves family stopped the end of the world , during that time you and five had fallen in love , you moved into his house and five had began to age again both of you know being 15 physically.

Once You arrived to the kitchen , You started to make both you and five a cup of black coffee .when they cooled down enough for you to pick the cups of dark liquid up you moved them onto the breakfast island .five had woken up properly and came down to the kitchen. He gently rapped his arms around your waist giving you a kiss on your shoulder "Thank you y/n "he said once you passed him is cup of coffee .

You and five spent the rest of the day like that in utter bliss .

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i just found out the guy i like likes my best friend and i spent most of last night crying lol can you write some peter p angst based on that? thank you x

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One of your favorite things about Peter were his eyes. The rich brown with little gold flecks seemed to reflect the entire universe, and your chest flooded with warmth each time they were pointed at you. His eyes always gave away how he was feeling, they widened and lit up when he was excited, or deepened and darkened when he was upset or angry. You remember the first time you saw them, you were in kindergarten.

You began eating your sandwich, kicking your legs back and forth under the little lunch table. Your lunchbox displayed the set of characters from your favorite tv show and you looked at them to keep busy before you went to play on the playground. Your fantasies were interrupted by a little ‘hi!’, and you looked up to see a curly haired boy, the one that you used to sit next to.

“Can I sit here?”

“Yes!”

You grinned through a mouthful of your sandwich at him and he grinned back, pulling a bag of carrot sticks out of his lunchbox. You couldn’t help but look at his eyes, the hints of gold reminding you of the night sky from your bedroom window. You didn’t pay much attention to them then, going back to your lunch. Once you were done, you looked up seeing the boy almost done with his last bite of food. You waited, speaking up after a moment.

“Do you wanna go play with me?”

He nodded, eyes shining and toothy grin on display. You both tossed your lunchboxes towards the classroom, taking off hand in hand and climbing the little rock wall up to the first slide of the play structure.

You slid down, giggling when he did as well and you ended up in a heap on the ground.

“I’m Peter.”

“I’m Y/N.”

One of your favorite things about Peter were his eyes. The rich brown with little gold flecks seemed to reflect the entire universe, and your chest flooded with warmth each time they were pointed at you. His eyes always gave away how he was feeling, they widened and lit up when he was excited, or deepened and darkened when he was upset or angry.

But his eyes, they were never focused on you anymore.

They were more and more frequently pointed towards Liz Allen, a senior at your school. Each time you tried to get his attention, each time you tried to get his beautiful eyes back onto you, he waved you off, nodding along to your story without listening or just plain cutting you off. His hand always rested on his palm, cheek squished as a lovesick smile was on his face.

His eyes never caught the lovesick smiles on your face, each time you looked at him. His eyes never caught the sympathetic gazes that Ned would shoot you after one of Peter’s comments. His eyes never caught you leaving the table, dumping your food in the garbage and slipping into the bathroom to cry.

You wished he’d notice you. You’d been there for him his entire life, but he couldn’t be there for you. You wish he’d noticed your clear cries for recognition, wished he’d notice the way that he made your heart stop and start every few seconds. Because if he noticed you, maybe he’d realize that you need him. Maybe he’d realize that he needs you.

Each day got harder and harder to deal with, his eyes seemingly a drug. You were having severe withdrawals, tears surfacing at the worst of times, when he would brush you off with a, ‘not now Y/N’, or a, ‘tell me later’. But later never came. His beautiful brown eyes, the ones that held the universe, the ones that were your universe, were never focused on you. And you didn’t know how much longer you could go without your universe.

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[jinxthequeergirl]

Stay with me tonight

Klaus hargeeves x reader

Requested by: @multifxndom-umbrellxs

Request:Do you take song fic requests? If you do can you please do either a Five Hargreeves or Klaus Hargreeves x reader based on the song Walk Me Home by P!nk? Thank you!!

Warning: swearing

This is a really cute idea I love this song and ideas quickly came to mind thank for the request love hope you enjoy!

Also deepest apologize if this actually sucks.it didn't turn out how I hoped

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You stepped into the doughnut shop looking around for a familiar face. Since you had no luck with that you settled on a booth towards the back against the window.

The Sun was setting outside the window filling the small dinner with a pretty pink and orange glow. "After noon miss can I get you anything?"

You looked up at the old lady who came up to serve you. "Sure can I get a tea and I dunno your special? Please?"

"Sure thing."

"Thank you so much." she nodded and headed back to the kitchen. "Y/n!?" you looked up at the entrance and quickly stood up.

"Klaus!" you both met in the middle running into each others arms hugging tightly. He pulled away holding your shoulders out at arms length. "Wow look at you! You haven't changed a bit!"

You laughed and rolled your eyes at him which made him smile. Something he handn't genuinely done in a long time. But seeing you roll your eyes at a complement like gave him a strange sense of comfort that showed you really hadn't changed.

"Well I can't say the same for you!" you booped his nose and freed yourself from his hold to sit back down. "How are you? I heard about your dad I'm sorry I didn't get in touch sooner I just....I thought After everything you wouldn't wanna see me-"

Klaus had say down across from you and furrowed your brows as you continued to ramble on. "Hey get it's alright what happened...it...it was my fault I pushed you away and you did what you had to do."

You sighed folding your arms. It was strange seeing eachother now. It was obvious you both thought so. When you where kids you two would just come here and talk about what ever came to mind. But after what happened it seemed that this conversation wasn't coming easily for either of you.

And it was strange because he called you first and made it seem urgent. You both looked up at each other and spoke at the same time. "Oh sorry you go.."

"No you."

"Ok uh Are you..You know still uh..."

"I'm getting better....well I'm trying to.."

You have a curt nods and looked at the plate and mug that was placed infront of you. Which you where unaware had arrived. "Thats..gnats good..great actually im...I'm proud of you...I just thought I would get that out of...out of the way so you...you go it sounded important when you called."

You finally looked you at him. A soft sad look across his face lit up by the setting Sun.

"I...I'm just so sorry I thought maybe I would see you again I missed you..."

You furrowed your brows. "Klaus...it's been a while Sure but...I know when somethings on your mind. C'mon you can talk to me."

You placed your hand over top of his and rubbed reasuring circiles on his hand with your thumb.

He looked at you and let out a long breath. "This...this week has been..." He trailed off. "Klaus?..."

You could see a tear fall from his face onto the table. "Klaus what's wrong!?"

You got up and moved to sit next to him. He only say in science and let more tears fall "Hey ok listen...we don't need to talk about that we can talk about something else? Like....like remember the time when we where younger and we looted that convinces store! And we ran all they way to the edge of town and sat under the stars eating that food..."

He chuckled. "Yea...what about the time you snuck up to my room and we spent hours rumaging through moms closet."

"Oh yea!" you had some how managed to get him to spend all night there just talking like you used to.

You glanced at your watch in the middle of a story. 10:35

"Hey Klaus..it's getting late so why don't we leave this place?"

He sighed and thought for a moment. You thought about how he acted when he was trying to talk to you. "I'll walk you home?" He looked up at you and smiled softly. "I would love that."

The both of you walked home in almost comeplet scilence. But not the uncomfortable scilence like earlier a comfortable one.

When you got to the front gate of the umbrella academy you both stopped. "Thanks for calling today Klaus even if you didn't say what-"

"I can't be alone with all that on my mind...so do you think you stay with me tonight?...."

You looked at the house. "Do you think they-"

"Who cares!? Y/n You spent so much of your life afraid they wouldn't aprove! If they do throw a fit they'll get over it! I need you I always have!"

You looked at him with a soft expression. "Alright...lead the way."

You both steped into the scilent house taking it all in. It was dark except for a few dim lights around the house that made it slightly easier to see. You where still standing in the main hall when Klaus turned back to you from halfway up the stairs. "Y/N?"

"Coming." You peeled your eyes from the painting in the sitting room of to the side and followed him up the steps.

When you arrived outside his room you smiled. "Wow this place hasn't changed at all...."

"Yea." he sat at the edge of the bed leaving a spot for you. You sat down and continued to admire the room. Suddenly you felt Klaus head fall onto your shoulder. "I Fell in love after you left..."

"That's good what-"

"I didn't think I would because I was so in love with you and I ruined it....I drove you away." You glanced down at him. Taking in what he was saying.

"An...and then I met Dave....he was....perfect..then I lost him too...."

You wrapped your arm around him as he continued to finally let everything spill out. Everything that happened with dave, with five and the apocolyps. You ended up curled up together on the bed listening to him. "There's so much wrong going on outside."

You sighed running your hands through his curly hair and kissing the top of his head. "Hey no matter what apocolyps or not I'll be here with you ok?"

"Thank you..."

[demogorggon]

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[me125]

tagged by @diego-hargreeve2

rules: tag nine people you want to know better

name: (prefer no to say)

gender: female

birthday: October 7th

relationship: single and not looking for anyone as I'm still figuring out my sexuality

favourite colour: pastel blue and purple

top three ships: klaus×dave(they're amazing, how can you not) jake×amy,tony×pepper

last song: This years love by David Gray because I was listening to the tua soundtrack

last movie: Unicorn store, it's not that bad of a movie but I wasn't really paying attention and only fully got the last half an hour or so.

Sorry this took so long to do, I thought I posted it but I guess tumblr was being a bitch

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