Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

Chapter 103

Year 2

IT WAS Y/N's turn to keep a look out at the station while she had Five get some sleep for the rest of the night.

They never had to split shifts or even take watch in the first place, till they encountered timelines wherein they hear strange noises in the middle of the night. Y/N kept herself awake by playing solitaire at with a deck she made from different playing cards that she found lying around in different stations. They were laid out at midair, being held up with her telekinesis.

Two years into this place, and Five and Y/N remained lost through timelines.

The timelines they've been to have been ticked out with red crosses and it gradually increased over time. Some of the ones they've been to were even more dangerous than others to the point of having too many near-death experiences. They found that it was safer to spend their nights in the subway stations rather than outside of it where there were bigger risks in which they're not willing to take.

With that being said, Five and Y/N had to take what they can get -- even more so when they have to fill their empty stomachs. They made do with cooking rat meat and cockroaches. Fortunately, they were lucky with the broken vending machines half of the time.

They were growing tired and scruffy and dirty, but they still clung onto hope that they'll be home soon enough... eventually.

Especially, when Y/N was aware of what has been going on amongst their family due to her uncontrollable visions, particularly with every danger they've been met with. She wondered if Klaus had been found; if Lila and Diego were working things out once his trip to the CIA was over; and if Viktor and Reginald have found Ben and Jennifer before they can cause any more harm.

With the apocalypse nearing, Y/N's mind drifted back to her hidden abilities. She recalled how Abigail and Reginald claimed that this was their only, surest chance of saving themselves.

If that was case, then it was frustrating on her end. I don't even know how to control it, let alone use it, she thought.

She pursed her lips out of contempt. The thought made the rash in her arm itch once more, after being dormant for almost a year. She could feel it poking through, travelling up to her wrist and through her forearm as if her arm was growing numb. Y/N realized she hasn't been looking at it this whole time they were traversing through timelines.

With that, she opened her hand to see root-like veins on her skin. She had to roll up her sleeve, finding out that it was slowly occupying her whole arm. Y/N couldn't tell for herself if she was either scared or in awe of what she was seeing. The veins were bright blue; and they somehow reminded her of trees. Though it didn't end there.

Suddenly, there were blue, wispy sparks lingering around her fingertips. It felt warm, and when her skin comes into contact with them, it tickled. It left Y/N fascinated, although she didn't know how she was doing it.

The wisps began to dance around her palm -- faster and swifter to the point of forming a breeze that subtly blew her grown-out hair. It felt magical. She caught herself smiling faintly as she carefully sat still with her palm still open, afraid that she won't be able to get them back if they disappear.

Alas, she heard the boy next to her groan. Startled, she retracted her hand to her side. She stood corrected as the wisps were gone in a poof.

Her eyes darted at Five who shifted to his other side facing her, sound asleep with his eyebrows furrowed. Y/N could see through his mind that he was dreaming of a familiar scene -- a memory of her. Only her face was completely blurred in his vision.

Y/N felt him scoot a little closer to her, as if he was looking for the warmth he was seeing in his memory dream. She tried to think little of it, although she didn't fight it in lieu of ruining the boy's peaceful slumber.