𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝙳𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝. ||Five x reader||

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪 𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟

"I would like to discuss our family's logistics at your earliest convenience." Five interrupted, looking away from the depressing room.

Y/n forced herself to look away when Five squeezed her hand.

"Such chutzpah." The Handler exclaimed, snapping y/n out of her thoughts.

"Its refreshing I do have to admit." The woman chuckled.

Shivers went up y/n's spine.

"Slow down." The Handler insisted, "It will all come with time. In fact now that you've agreed to work with us, we have all the time in the world." She inquired as the three passed the briefcase room.

A sly smile may have crept on y/n's face as she thought of generally, how epic her so-called escape actually was. Even though it hurt so bad, she did make it out.

She quickly wiped it off when she saw Five eyeing it.

"The briefcase is no longer part of your kit Five, free your mind." The Handler remarked, giving Number Five's shoulder a little shake.

Even though y/n wasnt using her power, she felt invisible. Other than the people staring at her. They must find her as a terrible person for escaping such an 'amazing' place. But being ignored wasnt anything out of the ordinary for y/n.

The three walked up some stairs to get to the head office. The Handler never stopped talking about how management works and how life would as long as Five worked there. Which y/n knew, wouldnt be long.

The Handler opened a small door and the three walked into head office. They stopped at a brunette woman, who had brown eyes that matched her pretty bronze skin perfectly.

"Five, meet dot." The Handler smiled.

"Oh, hello." Dot said quietly, even though it was quiet the tone was still perky.

Y/n nervously looked around at all the eyes on her. She looked at them with pleading eyes. They all looked a mix of sorrow and confusion. Y/n was standing behind the Handler and Five. The whole time Five never let go of her. He couldn't risk losing her. Not again.

"Dot is responsible for all apocalypse matter. In fact, it was her who flagged your first appearance in 2019." The Handler informed The Boy.

"No hard feelings." Dot said hastily.

"Well, you definitely put us through the ringer. Outsmarting two of our so called best assassins." The Handler told Five.

Y/n frowned knowing she was there too.

"If that doesn't spell leader ship material.." The Handler said loudly when the room went silent, "I just dont know what does."

Soon typing and scribbling of pens was heard again, indicating everyone had focused back on their work.

She directed Five to an empty desk in front of dot. He sat down and y/n still stood beside Dot.

"Oh, hello there." Dots perky voice greeted.

"Hi." Y/n managed to get out.

"Arent you X?" Dot asked.

"Sadly." Y/n replied, glancing at the red folder on her desk.

"I dont think its sad!" Dot cheered.

Y/n flinched at the sudden out burst of noise. The Handler whipped her head in the girls direction. She motioned for
Y/n to go over to her.

"Bye." Y/n mumbled to Dot, walking over to The Handler.

She slid behind Five's chair so she was on the opposite side of the woman.