take your things and leave (f.h.)

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Short and fluff at the end.

Y/n~

"All you do is obsess over the stupid apocalypse! Five, we stopped it! Why can't you just stop stressing over it spend some time with me, your girlfriend!" I yelled at my boyfriend, Five.

"No the apocalypse isn't over, I feel like is going to happen soon!" He yelled back.

"We stopped it months ago, Five!" I walk closer to him and so did he.

Five and I have been dating since he came back for the post-apocalyptic future. I'm part of the Umbrella Academy, I'm Number 8.

"Y/n all I'm trying to do is stop the apocalypse and you're complaining about not getting attention for me."

"You have been doing equations all over our apartment. I can get a decent amount of sleep without you mumbling to yourself. I tired of it Five! I'm done with this relationship. Take your things and leave!" I yell while walking back to my bedroom. Soon after I closed the door, I heard a very familiar whoosh.

"Five, I said-" I felt him pick me up in his arms and walk out of the apartment.

"You told me to take my things and leave and that's exactly what I'm doing." He smirked.

God he's going to be the death of me.

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