[ Five finds himself lightly laughing at his 'twin''s comment because yikes they did look terrible in that painting, what picture did they even use as a reference for that awful thing? ]
God yes, I'm tired of seeing the damn thing every time we walk into that room. Though Ben's statue might be a little harder to get rid of without everyone hearing us.
[ There's a part of him that thinks maybe they should ask Ben if he wants to help get rid of it. It can't exactly be a great reminder of everything he went through after all. All the morbid reminders that still haunted the Hargreeves home really needed to go. Especially if they were all going to move on with their lives and try and actually be a family again.
As his other self, continue leaning into him, Five lets his eyes close for a moment. It's a rarity to let himself relax even a little, especially without the aid of alcohol. However being with his other self is more soothing than he could have thought it would be. While they both have been trying more with their siblings, especially their sisters. But it is still hard not to hold back with them. However he finds himself chuckling again when the other does an almost spot on impersonation of Diego.]
Okay that is a little too easy to picture. Given his obsession with saving JFK, I can't imagine that he doesn't have a man crush on Captain America.
[ Though as his counterpart continues, his mood slowly sobers again as he can sense where this line of thought is going already. His breath involuntarily shudders and his eyes widen at the memory he had been avoiding, the one of their siblings dying their third death in that barn in Dallas. As he feels the other press against his side, he suddenly wraps his arm around his other self and embraces him. ]
I can't keep watching them die either.
[ He whispers, his own voice on the verge of breaking. That last time had been far too close, they had only just barely enough life in them to save everyone. They really couldn't afford any more close calls like that again. ]
D= I swear you are trying to break me with feels here!
God yes, I'm tired of seeing the damn thing every time we walk into that room. Though Ben's statue might be a little harder to get rid of without everyone hearing us.
[ There's a part of him that thinks maybe they should ask Ben if he wants to help get rid of it. It can't exactly be a great reminder of everything he went through after all. All the morbid reminders that still haunted the Hargreeves home really needed to go. Especially if they were all going to move on with their lives and try and actually be a family again.
As his other self, continue leaning into him, Five lets his eyes close for a moment. It's a rarity to let himself relax even a little, especially without the aid of alcohol. However being with his other self is more soothing than he could have thought it would be. While they both have been trying more with their siblings, especially their sisters. But it is still hard not to hold back with them. However he finds himself chuckling again when the other does an almost spot on impersonation of Diego.]
Okay that is a little too easy to picture. Given his obsession with saving JFK, I can't imagine that he doesn't have a man crush on Captain America.
[ Though as his counterpart continues, his mood slowly sobers again as he can sense where this line of thought is going already. His breath involuntarily shudders and his eyes widen at the memory he had been avoiding, the one of their siblings dying their third death in that barn in Dallas. As he feels the other press against his side, he suddenly wraps his arm around his other self and embraces him. ]
I can't keep watching them die either.
[ He whispers, his own voice on the verge of breaking. That last time had been far too close, they had only just barely enough life in them to save everyone. They really couldn't afford any more close calls like that again. ]