Five knew the extra training wasn't for fun. It stopped being fun a long time ago when his father started to pressure them more and more about their achievements making it impossible to be fun. They could find small satisfactions in the achievements in getting better and being better in reaching new limits. At least that was what used to work for him, but lately it was just becoming seemingly endless and dull torture which was robbing him of any time he could have left for any other activity he wanted to. He knew he had to pull a front. He couldn't allow his father to know about him and Vanya. He wouldn't let them be close. He could see it all in his eyes and his hostile behaviour. In the way he pushed Vanya as far away as he could making it painfully clear for her that she did not belong with them, wasn't a part of the Umbrella Academy even if he adopted and kept her even if he made them all call her sister. Yet, she did belong. Five could feel it in every cell in his body. Vanya, number Seven, belong somewhere, to someone. She belonged with him. He knew this by heart the same way he knew the Archimedes' principle or that he could teleport himself to any room inside the house in the blink of an eye. It was just something he knew. Vanya belonged with him, and he belonged with her. Simple as that. He knew so much based on all the things which happened so far such as her touch being the only one he enjoyed and craved, just like he adored and wanted to listen to every thought which crossed her mind and how he wanted see a smile never leave her face. He knew she felt the same way, because how could he feel so strongly captivated by her and she didn't? It wasn't possible. At least he thought so much until he wasn't so sure
Although finished his studies fifteen minutes ago, Five didn't put his pencil down though. He knew that if he did his father would have told him that he could go to the gym again to finish the extra half an hour of his physical tests which me missed due to a mission. It wasn't that he didn't want to go at all. Personally, he was a fan of getting rid of the bandage as soon as possible, but he knew he would have to go either way and this way he could share secrets looks with Vanya who was sitting across from him before she would have to go practice in front of their father which was something he started to request a week ago probably so that Five couldn't be with her during her practices. He had no proof of it, but he was sure that was the case.
'Number Seven,' said their father as he stood behind her back, 'I see you finished your calculus earlier today.'
She nodded at him pulling at her fingers nervously as she watched their father looking over her shoulder at her notebook. Five had a bad feeling about this. He was worried father would tell her she didn't do well and brought her down again, he wanted to interrupt somehow to get the attention from her when he said, 'Perhaps it wouldn't be the worst idea if you would help your brother.'
This caused Five to pause with his mouth open for a moment. What was this? This did not sound like their father at all. He sensed Number One also looking up from his studies at their father. It was rare father spoke with Vanya without insulting her or bringing her down, but it never happened that he wanted her to spent time with any of them.
She looked at the man with wide doe eyes and Five felt incredibly worried a knot inside his stomach as father urged her to stand up and take her notes. Five's heart speeded up. Could it be that father caught their secret looks or smiles? Could it be that he just didn't want them to be around each other? If that was so why not just sent Vanya away? Or him? He felt worried now more than ever about what his father might do next.
He watched as he sat the girl down next to Diego who looked just as confused before he instructed them that Vanya should explain how she solved her mathematic problems to Diego to help him finish his faster. Once he took a couple of steps back, Five saw as Vanya leaned closer to Diego so she could talk to him without having to raise her voice and disturb the rest of them. It was a simple act of necessity. She needed to talk to him to help him with his studies so she needed to be close to him. It made perfect sense that she would do so. Yet Five felt...odd, upset even. He didn't know what their father was playing at, but he didn't like it. It was hard to read their father at times. He was a very cold and strict man, capable of great calculations and scheming. What was his plan with this particular chess move, Five wasn't sure at all, but he dread the worst.
He returned to his already solved work at his father's request, but he wasn't paying attention instead he tried to listen carefully to what Vanya was saying, but he couldn't pick up the words. He only heard her soft voice move through the room and he felt himself getting even more strangely upset when her voice mixed with Diego's as he was replying to her. It didn't make sense. Why he was feeling this way? He rose his hand and told his father he was finished not even waiting for him to order him to the gym and teleporting on his own feeling like he needed to leave the room. He pushed himself a bit harder at the practice to get it over with quickly before he was allowed to return to his room.
Vanya was already inside the study with their father as he heard her violin echo from below. When he passed Diego's room he had half the mind to tell him something, but as his brother looked up at him with his expression all calm and curious about what he wanted causing all the weird anger melted away. Why was he so worked up about it anyway?
He shook his head and asked Diego if he needed help next time with his studies that he would gladly tutor him. Diego looked surprised and a bit suspicious about the offer. Five was not the generous of the siblings, but he agreed anyway. Feeling better about it now, Five returned to his room for some actual brain stimulation which came in the form of quantum physics.
When Vanya peeked into his room after her practise was done he felt like himself again and offered her a smile which she returned before she looked to the hallway as if to make sure no one was watching. She rushed to him and took his hand. Father told her, she improved her violin slightly. If it was anyone else, Five would have pointed out that it wasn't a real compliment, but this was Vanya and with the way her lips were forming a smile spreading it all over her face, like she couldn't hold it inside, he didn't have the heart to do it. He simply pulled her closer making sure he could see if someone was coming as he run his fingers over her back.
He dared himself to whisper into her ear liking the way she shivered as he told her that he thought her music was magnificent to say the least and let his fingers find the back of her neck, his most adored spot on her body.
After that however, it was obvious father had something planned as he immediately at the next study season told Vanya and Diego to sit together. Five glared at him the whole time waiting, expecting the old bastard to look over at him with a smug or victorious look, but man was as cunning as a fox not giving it away.
Personally, what Five found to be the worst part was that Vanya was actually spending time with Diego outside of their studies. The other day he caught them sitting in the lounge talking about something.
Five couldn't hear what they were saying, but afterward Diego chuckle like Vanya said something funny and stood up patting her on the shoulder as if she did a job well down.
He crushed the pencil harder in his hand feeling himself starting to boil at the memory of it. Vanya even gave him a small smile. It wasn't the happy charming one which stole Five's breath away, but with him it also started with small partly hidden by their hair smiles.
He knew it was ridiculous really to get so worked up over Vanya seemingly liking to spent time with Diego, but he just did. It wasn't rational, Vanya was just being a good sibling, but he felt…he wasn't sure what he felt, but he was upset.
He…Diego couldn't just come and steal her attention like this. He couldn't just figure out how amazing she was…he wasn't allowed to! Five felt betrayed and robbed like Diego was stealing Vanya's attention somehow which was something Five felt very possessive about. She belonged with him, and he with her, so she shouldn't smile at others like she did at him, she shouldn't allow others to touch her like she did him-
'Number Five, do you feel like you have too much energy today? Perhaps you need more time at practise?' asked his father and Five looked at him frowning. He didn't even notice when did he broke the pencil, but he didn't really care. He sat the two pieced pencil on the table before he stood up. He heard only through one ear how his father told him, he was not allowed to leave yet, but he didn't care and just walked away feeling Reginald's gaze burning his head while Vanya's pleading eyes melting his heart. There was a battle inside him now.
He was left without dinner again, but given the situation at hand that was the least of his worry. Five felt like he wanted to punch something as he laid in bed frowning at the roof his thoughts a royal mess. He wanted to punch his father and Diego, oddly the later one more than the former. How could he? How could Diego after years of ignorance realize how amazing Vanya was and just decided he wanted to spent time with her? Time she should only spent with him? They had so little left already. Then again how could he not? How could anyone not see how truly wonderful she was inside underneath the shy façade? He did. Of course others would notice sooner or later. Five knew he was being ridiculous. He loved how confident she could sometimes be and brave and real...when it was just the two of them, but she still was all those things. He knew he should want her to be all those things outside their secret meetings, for others to see as well, but he...he was worried.
He could be confident in number of things, but in the fact that he was the only person Vanya liked to have around, he couldn't. He knew she craved connection and attention and belonging, but it was selfish and foolish of him to think only his. She wanted to be a part of her whole family not just a part of him. He understood the need even if he couldn't relay since he was never an outsider the way dad made her feel. He felt torn between what the jealousy inside him was making him think, and what his feelings of caring wanting him to do.
There was a knock on his door and he said he was busy not in the mood for whoever wanted to come in. However, the knock did not stop at that in fact it got a bit louder.
Feeling the frustration from everything which happened growing, he got out of the bed ready to unleash it on whoever was behind the door, until her fist almost hit him into the face as she tried to knock again.
He wasn't sure what would he say if she asked him for permission to come in, but he didn't have to dwell about it since she surprised him by pushing him inside and closing the door behind her.
She remained turning with her back toward him, and felt like he was going to throw up for some reason the ridiculously tight knot inside his stomach tightening even more as he was sure she would now tell him that she no longer wished to spent time with him from how anxious she looked.
When she turned back around she looked a bit unsure, but not upset. She started to tell him about the last months mission, a hostage situation inside a family house where the husband went nuts and shot his wife and brother. She was taken as well even if she had to stay in the car, but she didn't. She told him about a poster of a band one of the street lamps and how Diego noticed her reading it. She said he was interested in the poster as well and they were trying to find some information and talked about it.
Five wasn't sure where she was going with the whole story but he let her continue noting how she was little by little lightening up when she spoke about the band.
She told him she really did not understand and neither did Diego why their father was pairing them up since he could have asked Five or Grace or Pogo to help him if he needed it so badly which only confirmed his theory that that jerk was doing it on purpose to piss Five off.
Once she was done she smiled in that adorable way, which so far was only something she did when she was around him, before she put her hands on his shoulder, 'I like Diego-'
It would hurt less if she stabbed him.
'-the same way I like Luther, Klaus, Allison, Ben, mom and Pogo,' she finished and he felt a huge weight was lifted from his shoulders even thought the knot was still inside his stomach.
'But you're my favourite, Five.'
'Oh.'
She giggled at the look on his face before she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips sending the knot inside his stomach up into flames.
There were many things Five liked about Vanya. He enjoyed brushing his fingers and touching her all over her body as much as her clothes would allow, he adored touching the back of her neck, his most beloved spot, he loved the taste of her lips against his, he found pleasure in their discussions, he was over the moon from her smiles and giggles, and he loved when she played hard to get. Right now, however, he was very much in love with the way she pushed his shirt closer and let her fingers run through his hair as her lips danced against his own causing wild sensations run over his body, the kind which he usually only felt during the night when he was alone and he reached under his covers or when they got especially wild during their little games and he pressed against her too tightly.
He put his hands around her tiny waist pushing her closer to him.
She suddenly broke the kiss and stepped away confusing him because of the playful smirk which was on display on her face, 'I want you to say it.'
He was momentarily at loss of words and thoughts from the kiss.
'Say what?' he asked earning himself a pout.
He smirked at her letting her know he wouldn't give it as easy as she did, even if he was eternally grateful that she did.
She raised her brows at him, and like so many times before she did something completely unpredictable and extraordinary which knock the air out of him literally as she suddenly charged herself at him causing them to barely crash on top of the bed. Five didn't even have time to process what was happening as he was suddenly under Vanya with her sitting on top of him looking just sensational and dominant and just so freaking perfect, his mouth went dry.
'Say it,' she said jerking her hips against him making his eyes widened because she couldn't be seriously doing this knowing what effect it would have on him.
Her eyes were a bit darker and confident, something he realized over the times of their meeting that he might liked even more than when she was sweet and cute.
He pushed himself up on his elbows, 'Say what?'
She grinned showing all her teeth like a little animal before she pushed at his shoulder hard making him fall back down to the bed. She very slowly, predatory like leaned toward him, their breaths mixing and his pants became too tight. He gasped at the feeling momentarily unsure if he would handle it.
'Say it,' she breathed into his lips without really touching them and Five felt that he would go out of his mind from how intriguing and intense it made him feel. It was like the air around them was charged with electricity.
He let his fingers dug into her waist almost a bit too painfully before he looked into her brown eyes, 'Say what?'
She kept her eyes at his and it was like the world around them faded away, exploded or turned to ash and the two of them were the only ones in the whole existence. Five's heart would probably never be able to slow down with how fast it was beating in that moment and from the way he felt her chest against his raising and falling it was obvious hers wasn't steady either.
Their mouths were still parted so when she leaned closer to his face and pressed her lips directly on top of his they were liplocked, but not really kissing. He felt his whole body burning as he let his tongue out to touch hers in a slow and almost delicate movement of tongues. He knew in that moment with their bodies pressed like this, his trapped under hers and with their tongues touching like this in an almost filthy yet so hypnotizing and wonderful way, that he would forever carry this feeling and the feelings he had for her inside him brain, his heart, his body. She imprinted herself into his very existence in a way he wouldn't be able to erase even if he wanted to, he knew he never would have though.
He spun them around in a move which he learned when he was ten for crime fighting and trapped her under him. It was so quick she didn't even have time to yelp or gasp before she was the one pinned down and he attacked her lips while his hands kept on running over her waists. Her hands were in his hair pulling at it and Five came to a realization he enjoyed the sensation very much as well.
They pulled apart what felt like minutes later gasping for air both lips swollen and faces red.
'You're my favourite too,' he whispered into her ear before he bit it just to cause her to let out that yelp he wanted to hear before.
Five accepted that he could and would be jealous about Vanya's attention, but he also accepted that Vanya longed to be a part of her family, but this was just theirs. The touches, the kisses, the thrill, the sounds, the plays and the chases, those were only between number Five and number Seven. No one else was allowed to know how her chest started to raise and fall faster when he held her down, or how her eyes went a bit darker when he kissed her and gripped her waist, or how she giggled and smirked at him almost wolfishly when they were playing their little games or hunts and she wanted to push him a bit harder or be in charge a bit.
As long as no one else was allowed on their private moments, Five could accept if Vanya wanted to spent time with the rest of the family. He could even approve it as long as he was by her side sitting behind the large dining table which blocked the view as his hand draw circles over her exposed knee.
As long as he was her favourite he would approve.
A.N: Yeah, here is another one. It's gotten longer than I planned, but I felt like I wanted to explain and add a couple of things. I'm playing with the idea of making Five stay so he could get older because I have some things in mind which are 100 percent not something thirteen year olds do or should do for that matter. Anyway, thank you all for the amazing support and feedback I love to hear what you think of this chapter so let me know if you want :)
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