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Five Hargreeves ☂ | (30 years old) ([personal profile] quinctus) wrote2020-08-05 07:50 pm

[ Open post | Tomorrow is another day, And you won't have to hide away ...]


What: Five being Five and also done with having a child body, so he does something stupid about it.
Where: Umbrella Academy House.
When: End of S2 but ignoring the last 5 minutes of episode 10. Sparrow Academy? I don't know her.
Warnings: Again, Five being Five.
Who: Five + anyone foolish enough to walk into the hot mess that is his life


A ] Nothing surpasses the beauty and elegance of a bad idea.

[ From ceiling to floor, the walls of Five's old room are covered with equations. They're not the ones Luther found him writing a month ago -For Luther that happened a year and a month ago, time travel is funny like that- but new ones that Five keeps adding daily. Allison, bless her motherly heart, mentioned something about Claire drawing on the walls when she was a toddler, and yesterday a huge, movable chalkboard had found its way into Five's room.

Klaus had been half right when he accused him of being addicted to the Apocalypse. His fixation wasn't interest in the End of The World on itself but the by-product of an obsessive mind that needed something to focus on. After 45 years with a clear goal in mind, spending decades thinking of ways of going back, to save his family, Five has no contingency plan, no idea what to do now that doomsday has been adverted. Some days he still can't believe it and most nights he doesn't want to fall sleep fearing that he will wake up with the taste of ashes in his mouth and the smell of burning flesh in the air, back in the remains of the library.

And yet, it looks like this time the apocalypse had been stopped for good. The Temps Commission, now under new management, is happy to leave the Hargreeves alone, lest they piss them off and people starts getting murdered. Vanya has better control of her powers and seems happier than before. It's good, not perfect, but more peace and happiness than Five ever dreamed to have. More than he ever thought he deserved.

Naturally, it's driving him a little insane.

Because things just don't go well in his life or with his family, and he's waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Shortly after they all came back from Dallas, Five had crashed and he spent the next 2 days sleeping like a brick. It was really embarrassing and only reminded him of how inconvenient it was to be stuck in a child's body that is nowhere near as durable as his older one. And that was when a new obsession and the equations started.

See, Five has a theory. One that he didn't bother to share with his siblings because they wouldn't understand anyway and there is no point in worrying them unnecessarily. Said theory is based on the idea that his powers had, so far, allowed him to travel through time but it stands to reason that the opposite could happen and he would be able to move time through him instead. Case in point: Child's body that shouldn't be here, yet somehow is, while his mind is the one of an adult.

Finding the right equation to use and apply it to his power is tricky because if he messes things up, he can go overboard and age too much too quickly and kill himself in the process. Quantum Physics are a pain in the ass but not as much as having to go through puberty a second time, or dealing with old ladies that call him 'darling' and then try to pat his head. So there goes nothing. Once he is 99'98% sure that he has the right equation, Five shifts his wrist and concentrates, a familiar blue light surrounding first his hands and then the rest of his body.

It's a different sensation from time traveling or spatial jumping. For starters, it hurts a whole lot more. His head feels like it's being split in two and there are bulls doing the merengue on his grey matter. His muscles burn and there's no air in his lungs when he tries to take a deep breath, chest seizing up as if he's drowning. Small drops of sweat run down his temple and neck. It feels as if he's an elastic cord, the tension growing exponentially until the stress is too much and something has to snap. His bones are melting and reshaping and Five hears his clothes rip and tear as his vision goes blurry.

All that, he had anticipated.

The door of his room exploding, not so much.

Oops. ]



B] I walk around like everything is fine, but deep down inside my shoe, my sock is sliding off.

[ Once the screaming, the yelling and the 'are you out of your fucking mind????' accusations had died down, and there had been a lot of those, Five is left trying to adjust to his new body.

It's still a little younger than he should be, much closer in looks to his siblings than his actual age, but he had tried to be cautious with the change and not age himself too far. Part of him, even if Five doesn't want to admit out loud, likes the idea of fitting in more with his family. The body seems to be fully functional, all his limbs are responding as they should, his powers working just fine and the headache of the first 3 hours is now gone.

Five has only stared at his face in the mirror briefly, trying to decide if he needed to shave and then not bothering with it. He didn't really pay attention to how he actually looks like, more concerned with finding clothes that fit him because the uniform doesn't anymore, thanks all the gods he doesn't believe in. The idea of checking for anything useful in Luther or Allison's closets is quickly discarded, the clothes too big or too colorful for his linking.

Diego's wardrobe is mostly all black, which suits Five just fine, but it isn't perfect either. The sweaters are nice but the sleeves are a tad too long and the open collar leaves part of Five's collarbone and the curve of his shoulder visible. He refuses to wear the turtlenecks on principle, so this is still a step up over walking around the house covered with a towel. Beggars can't be choosers. The pants, however, are a no-go. Too tight in some places and too loose in others, and overall too long. Five might have an older body and longer legs now but it looks like he will never really be properly tall.

In an act of pure desperation, while wearing one of Diego's old black sweaters that is surprisingly comfortable, Five checks Klaus' room next. It's either trying his brother's clothes or Vanya's, and Five actually respects her privacy enough to leave her room alone. ]


It was easier to find clothes in the Apocalypse. [ The man grumbles while holding a pair of leather pants. They're clean and they're his size but they're also leather pants.

Five tosses them into the pile of clothes already present on top of the bed. He finds a skirt next, that he's pretty sure belonged to Allison at some point, and actually gives it some thought before putting it back where he found it. In the end, Five slips into a pair of skinny low-rise jeans, frowning down at them when they still leave his belly button exposed. The sweater should cover it but it still feels weird when he walks. ]


How does he even move in these!?
onlyordinary: (Lol at sister)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-13 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I need new shoes anyway. Especially for the stage. My last pair turned white. [And is also probably lying around somewhere in the 60s.

She sees his distaste and confusion over the jeans. She gives him a fond smile before nudging past him and casually checking out the selection.

Skinny jeans are right out. He’d look good but be incredibly uncomfortable. Same with loose or baggy jeans. No bell cuts either, and he doesn’t have the hips for high waists.

Vanya takes her time before picking out a style of jeans she thinks will work for him. Fitted, but easily to move and work in. Reaches all the way to his ankles. Something comfortable and stylish for him to try.

She throws the jeans onto his pile.]
Okay, you’re ready.
onlyordinary: (Glaring)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-13 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Vanya is smiling up until her ears perk. Two girls giggling, arguing over who gets to approach... Five? Good God.

Vanya expects the slightly horrified reaction of any sibling that's overhearing someone express interest--she remembers him when he was literally slinging mud at their brothers, for God's sake--but what she doesn't expect is the hot razor edge of tension and contempt that settles in her gut.

She tries to shake it off, tries to focus on the clothes instead, but then one of the girls comes over. Blonde. Pretty, too. Vanya tries not to think of how much prettier the girl is than her.]


He knows what he wants, [Vanya says shortly, sparing the woman a glance (and it's a bit colder than she means to be) before looking back at Five.] You want to find a changing room?
onlyordinary: (You lied to her Carl)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-14 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[Vanya knows Five. Even in this new adult body, she knows what he looks like when he's getting ready for a fight. He sinks his weight into his heels, widening his stance, and makes it look casual. Vanya scowls at the woman, irritation burning in her gut, but she'd really like it if Five didn't murder someone for flirting. She takes a breath to calm Five down, but the breath catches as he wraps his arm around her waist and pulls her away.

The coil of irritation cools in her gut as she throws an arm over his shoulder, looking back to glare at the women before leaning her head in closer than she really should with her brother, but she has something important to say so she tells herself it's not weird that she leans close enough for her lips to almost touch his ear.]


They're not from the Commission. It's okay.
onlyordinary: (Lol at sister)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-14 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[One of the shop assistants whispers to her frustrated colleague, “Smooth.” They're far enough away that Five wouldn’t hear, but Vanya can, and she can’t help but huff a little laugh against Five’s face. It’s a little tempting to let him keep thinking they’re out to get him, but that’d be mean to all involved. Five doesn’t need any more reason to be paranoid and random assistants don’t deserve to maybe die because they flirted with an ex-assassin.]

I can know that.

[Vanya’s too distracted by the whole situation to notice how close their noses are. Now that the woman has been frustrated and Five soundly rejected her, Vanya’s left feeling amused more than anything and there’s some laughter in her eyes as she looks back to Five, letting their arms stay around each other.]

I overheard them talking. She was trying to get your number, Five. She wanted to ask you out.

[She told you those cheekbones were dangerous, man.]
onlyordinary: (No memories tho)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-14 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
I’d hope you wouldn’t. You could do so much better.

[Vanya has to try to stifle a laugh at his expression. She’s vividly aware of how this must look to outsiders, with their arms around each other, their faces so close and her teasing him after someone else failed to ask him out. She should care. She really should care. But she doesn’t.]

She was really rude about it. She was icing me out. Like she’s just so pretty that you’d just leave whatever woman you came here with to jump her. [Huff. How dare that woman. Yeah, she’s prettier than Vanya, but still. Have some manners.]
onlyordinary: (Oh U)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-15 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh, what was she thinking? Of course Five doesn't really 'get' how attractive he is. Or how attractive other people are. Maybe he would have if he'd allowed himself to go through puberty surrounded by people, but that ship sailed.

I'm very happy with the woman I'm with now. Something dangerous in Vanya is very pleased to hear that. She tries to punch it down in her head. It's not right, it's not right. He's just saying that because she's his sister.]


I'll keep you safe. No flirty attendants for you.

[And then there's the changing room. Vanya gestures towards it, grateful for the distraction to stop from thinking too hard about her feelings.] Okay, let's see how these clothes hold up.
onlyordinary: (Admire this amazing profile)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-16 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Vanya stands guard outside of the changing room, keeping an eye out just in case interloping women came along to flirt again, but she can feel at ease. Five isn't interested in random people who approach him in public. He's way too paranoid for that. She tries not to examine the security she gets in that, when a good sister would want him to put himself out there.

Her eyebrows go up when he comes out in the suit. This is just unfair.]


The suit looks really good. Try this.

[Vanya walks up to him, untying his tie and slinging it over her shoulder before she undoes the first two buttons on his shirt. She's just giving her brother fashion advice she's just giving her brother fashion advice she's just giving her brother fashion advice--]

Check the mirror now and see what you think. I think it fixes the tie problem and now you look more casual.
onlyordinary: (Oops)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-17 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Vanya sees the approval in his eyes, and for a second she thinks that this must be what cats feel like when people start petting them. She gives a self-satisfied smile.]

You see? I know a thing or two about fashion. I think that suit is definitely a yes.

[Vanya gestures at the pile.] Give the other ones a shot too. If you don't like the tie, just see how it looks with a couple buttons undone.
onlyordinary: (Mmmm right okay)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-18 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Klaus' idea of fashion is beyond me.

[But Vanya freezes when Five walks out without a shirt. Five, she talked to you about the shirt. Jesus Christ.

Her cheeks become red and instantly her eyes veer off to the side.]


Yeah, those kinds of jeans fit pretty low. They look good with a shirt. [Also without one but that's just Five.]
onlyordinary: (This family is fucking weird)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-26 06:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Is she feeling alright? She internally curses whoever the hell decided to put her in this mess and closes her eyes, keeping her face tilted to the side even as her cheeks burn.]

Just... try it with a shirt. I can find one that'll look good with it and still meet your old man standards.
onlyordinary: (Shit where's the exit)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-29 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh boy, he's way too close, and he's way too shirtless. For a wild moment that she should be ashamed of, she imagines what it'd be like for him to slip his hands around her waist and kiss her.

Vanya's cheeks burn, and she flicks her eyes to the ceiling, refusing to look at Five's face. It's wrong for her to think like this, and she doesn't want to risk her relationship with her brother by drawing attention to the issues she's having again. She's lucky enough it didn't become a big issue after her last outburst.]


No fever! Just--you know. You should put on a shirt.
onlyordinary: (Glaring)

[personal profile] onlyordinary 2020-08-30 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Vanya is half-worried she's upset Five when he goes back into the changing room, even when it's a relief (and a bit of a pity) when he's not so close. She needs to pull herself together. This isn't okay. She can't be sitting here wanting to jump her own brother's bones every time he gets too close to her without a shirt on.

She scrubs her face with her hands before he comes out, blessfully dressed. Although now she's regretting giving him fashion advice, because he's still too attractive.

She takes a deep breath, struggling to just focus on his face.]


No, that should be fine. Especially with how much those girls were ogling you.

[Did she sound a little resentful? No, she was teasing him. Absolutely just teasing him.]