PUBERTY TWO [ FIVE HARGREEVES X READER ] ♡

୨୧┊TWENTY SEVEN :

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MANY MORE DIFFRENCES.

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THIRD PERSON POV :

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THE APOCALYPSE OF 2019

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A small girl could be seen walking alongside a small boy. Each looking the same age as they walked together hand in hand. The boy pulled an wagon with them from behind, in the wagon sat what seemed to be their possessions. Various items and including an torso of a bald mannequin who was shaded by a tattered black umbrella.

In the post apocalypse, dark smokey clouds caused by fires in the distance and particles of ash drifted down from the sky, scattered around the grounds of piles upon piles of rubble and broken buildings. They walked this lonely road together as they were the only people left alive.

The children's bodies were covered up by clothing they had found, every limb of theirs were covered as were their heads with hats they had found, the not wearing a pair of goggles above his. They also wore scarves to seemingly protect themselves from all the ash the fire had made fly around in the air.

They both passed a car, or what was left of it. Now it was only a scrap of metal with holes over it as the glass windows were shattered.

The boy pulled down his dirty scarf as he and his lady friend kept walking down the road, the wheels of the wagon squeaking behind them. The boy took out a large canteen and took a swig from it, offering it to the girl right after. She gladly accepted and pulled down her scarf as she drank from it as well.

They both looked up at the sky as it gradually got darker.

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The two, now older trudged through the thick white bedded snow as they both pulled a crate with them from behind, now it was packed with more possessions of theirs, they struggled amongst the blizzard of snow that blanketed the post apocalyptic landscape. The man now sported a long dark beard as the woman's hair was very much longer and bushier than before.

They continued the path in utter silence as all they could think of was where they were going to rest tonight.

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Greenery sprouted from the road's cracks as the boy and girl now were fully grown. The man rode on a bike with his beloved lady friend just behind him, sitting on a small trailer he pulled along. The sky was clear and hazy as nothing was burning no more, the grass was greener and so were the trees.

They now sat in their make shift home base, a couple of metal plates put together as shelter, the man came around holding an bottle in hand as the woman sat on the ground looking up at him, she held a silver goblet in her hand that held liquid. She smiled, her hair was very outgrown and rather grey, her face looked very tired, the man had a long greyish beard.

"Do you remember that, uh," the man started, talking with the woman, she sat quietly and listened to him with intent. Her eyes were filled with passion as every word on the man's mind slipped through his lips,

"Little mansion just outside the city limits?" he questioned as he sat himself, looking at her face as he held a bottle with both his hands, the woman stared at him confused as she shook her head,