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Klaus Hargreeves ([personal profile] ghostphone) wrote in [community profile] umbrellajackassery2019-04-02 06:44 pm

{Another day goes by, I think it feels just like yesterday


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n5: (Vulnerable | Open)

[personal profile] n5 2019-04-04 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can see that now." He can't help the faint tone of resentment in his voice. Maybe if Klaus knocked on the door instead of sneaking into his room without warning he would have gotten a different kind of welcome.

Is the sheepish look what gets him. Damn it.

He's suddenly reminded of their childhood, the few years they had together. Five lowers his arm, the tension finally leaving his body, and he fidgets on the bed. Somehow the knife is no longer there, where did it go is kind of a mystery. He lies on his side and holds up the comforter, giving Klaus a tilt of his chin that says 'Get in here before I change my mind'
n5: (Uh oh we are in trouble)

[personal profile] n5 2019-04-04 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
He might complain, get snarky, bare his teeth like an annoyed cat or leave his brothers while they were still talking but wanting to actively harm any of them on purpose was not one of Five's many, many flaws.

There's some more shifting as he makes more room for Klaus. Not so much because he minds the closeness as it is because his brother is bigger than him and needs more space. He's lying on his side so he can look at Klaus as they talk, some of Five's fringe falling over his forehead.

"S'ok, it's just sleep." He answer is casual, voice low, as if such a thing isn't a rarity for everyone living under this roof. "But don't just walk in the next time, I could have hurt you. Knock first or yell. Just make some noise."
n5: (I'm the four fricking horsemen)

[personal profile] n5 2019-04-04 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm being scolded in my own bed, unbelievable." Five grumbles, voice dripping with fondness. He's aware that the other means well and that Klaus more than anyone knows about how much not sleeping can fuck you up.

"Good, then I won't have to throw a slipper at you."

I killed a lot of people I didn't want to hurt, Five doesn't say, but the look in his eyes turns from sleepy to something darker, older. Tired.

He gives his brother a small smile for the conviction, though, it's sweet. From all his siblings, Klaus's the one who still doesn't know Five's a monster. Maybe for a night, Five can pretend he doesn't know it either.

"Do you want to talk about what's keeping you up?" It doesn't take a genius to imagine it's probably the Undead but maybe there's more to it.
n5: (Shit...)

[personal profile] n5 2019-04-05 12:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh huh." Five pokes Klaus side because of this conversation verges too much on the side of talking feelings for his linking. And because he remembers faintly that Klaus used to be ticklish.

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to go keep your feet warm and comfy. Not all of us have a vendetta against shoes."

He studies the change in Klaus's body language, eyebrows knitting together briefly. Even tired as he is, Five's corner for his sibling tops over the rest of things, even if he hates for weak that makes him feel. Nothing special is just as bad as any upsetting reason because it means the horror that is Klaus's powers has become just his average way of living. He hasn't yet figured out how to help, if there's a way at all, because how do you fight against ghosts screaming for attention?

"You're in my room now and I assure you, I'm the scariest thing in this whole house. So try to get some rest."
n5: (Broken bird)

[personal profile] n5 2019-04-06 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
This time, Five's lips visible curl into a mischievous smile as his fingers run up the side of Klaus' ribs to get another laugh out of him.

"Good to see some things haven't changed." His retreats before the other boy decides to try some kind of bodily harm stronger than the shoulder swat, or worse, try to tickle him back. Five knew Klaus' limits better than Diego and Luther, and remembers the tickle fights they had on occasion.

"An interesting point." One that he's too tired now to argue with, plus, it's kind of funny how often any of the Klaus decided to go around barefoot.

At the next reply, Five wants to argue that he's killed more people he can count, has been covered in blood often enough, and there's no one who can save him. He probably saved just as many people but those don't balance out the price of destroying an innocent life. Klaus doesn't need to know about more horrors, he's got enough of his own, so Five only curls into himself a little and listens, his previous smile gone as well.

"It's not pathetic if the other option is suffering. That's how survival works, we are naturally inclined to save our skins. No shame in it. You run, get stronger and handle things when you are ready."
Edited 2019-04-06 21:43 (UTC)
n5: (Drink | What now?)

[personal profile] n5 2019-04-08 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't seem regretful at all about the tickles, even looking briefly smug at Klaus complain. Five missed this, it's a shame they all became too broken to enjoy simple things like siblings pestering each other.

"The nature of all our powers is very different. We can't all be fighters. And your powers can do some pretty impressive things, you should ask the other Klaus. We would be all dead if it weren't because of you."
n5: (Observing)

[personal profile] n5 2019-04-15 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
That's an inner voice that all the member's of this family might hear and some point, always at the most inconvenient moments, ruining any of chance at happiness. Five's inner angry voice sound like Reginald and to this day he can't get over the fact the man had been right about their argument about time travel. Nothing but his own hubris got him stuck in the future.

But thinking about that won't help him and it sure won't make Klaus feel better. The other boy doesn't sound very convincing with that 'I guess'. but the rest seems to get to him. Five allows himself to smile, in the privacy of his bed no one else but Klaus can see it after all.

"Would I lie? I don't go around complimenting people without a good reason, and that was amazing."
n5: (Just say go I'm ready)

[personal profile] n5 2019-04-16 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not. You need to forget all the crap dad told us." The man is the cause of most, if not all, their emotional problems and self-confidence issues. Klaus being younger now gives him a chance to move on sooner.

"Good." He doesn't overshare for several reasons, one of them being that is late ball's o'clock and if Five starts talking about the End of the World that would ruin the rest of the night for both of them. And he had hoped to catch some rest, tired as he is. It's why he rubs at his right eye in an attempt to keep himself awake.
n5: (An actual smile)

[personal profile] n5 2019-04-18 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Five lightly slaps Klaus' arm with his free hand, not even bothering to look where he hits, could be the shoulder, could be the top of his head, who knows. Five's not really aiming to hurt, it's a simple pat.

"Smartass. I never said it would be easy." He blinks up at his moment a moment later, noticing the nod. "Ah, sorry...been a while without sleeping."

Five pulls the covers closer over both of them, curling a little into himself but looking perfectly comfortable after Klaus settles too. No, if he wanted to kick out his brother, he would have done so 30 minutes ago. Funny enough, Five's used to sleep next to someone...it's only that the 'someone' was a rather hard mannequin lady. So who knows, maybe Klaus will wake up in the middle of the night with his octopus of a brother curled around him.

"Don't snore."