little-forest-goblin

[little-forest-goblin]

Note

Hey guys so first! i just wanna say thank you for your support and love for my stories! I really appreciate it and there will be more in the future!

Second! i will not be posting for probably a while because i will be making multiple chapters of my series, first impressions. I also have a request in my inbox that i dont want sitting there and collecting dust so whoever that was that sent that request i am working on it and will be posted along with the chapters along with possibly more one shots i dont wanna overwork myself

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[little-forest-goblin]

The Reason ~A Five Hargreeves/Female Reader Insert request (Complete)

Rated Mature for Explicit Sexual Content (20k word one-shot with 10 fast paced chapters)

Anonymous asked:

Please just give me the smuttiest enemies to friends to lovers, with some breeding kink PLEASEEE 🧍‍♀️🙏🏻

KayBreezy's reply: Okay. 😂 Done. See Below to read this wild adventure.

~Tags and Warnings: feral Five, soft Five angst, family fluff, flirting, humor, rough sex, story with plenty of smutty smut but it needs to build to get there so be patient and it will pay off, Five being wonderful and awful, smart female reader insert, Diego is a bomb ass bro, canon compliant plus extra addressing of shit they didn't bother to and I wish they would have, breeding kink, enemies-to friends-to lovers, some tags left off to keep you on your toes, season 5 TUA

~Very Important Note: DUE TO SPOILERS, DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED S4 This story starts where season 4 ends and reads like a season 5 start. It is canon compliant, letting you take what we were left with on the show, DISREGARDING the controversial sexual relationship that happened, or not. That's the big thing with this one. This is written so the reader can interpret that stuff as they want to. There are only two mentions in this that even come remotely close into that territory and those parts can also be looked at as Five simply feeling awful and not because that even happened. He has plenty of other reason for his sadness, why they felt the need to give him more and end them all, I will never know. 😭 I personally have always seen a special bond with Five and Lila, only not at all the way it played out in the show, and we will see some of my version of their admiration of each other in this one, and I did it to honor both these characters I love. It is also important to say, this is in no way written in a way that is triggering for those who hated what happened on the show. This is written to give them all something better. That was my point, and to try to do this request some justice. ❤️I hope you enjoy. Sending peace and love to all the beautiful TUA/FIVE fans.

THE REASON

Chapter one: The Beginning of the End

Slipping away, there was no reason to fight anymore.

Sensations Five couldn’t put into words overwhelming him, the glowing pulsation of The Cleanse began to cover them, first trapping their feet, then building up around their legs with terrifying speed.

As the pressure pushed at his layers of clothing, naturally, panic set in.

His mind screamed, DO SOMETHING!!!

He would have laughed at the irony along with his family if it wasn’t all so awful. Here they were cracking jokes when they were about to die, and there he was, the massive lump of guilt in his throat trying to kill him quicker than the looming mass of elemental alien goo.

Five’s entire life, he’d thought he was the strong one, that he could save them, but boy had he been wrong.

Even before this shit storm splattered the fan, he knew he should have been starting over, but he’d done very little in the way of living, or being there for any of them.

He pretended he was fine, but he wasn’t.

He was alone, like he always was, but he was too stubborn to admit how empty his life was.

Instead, he blocked all that out by playing CIA agent, foolishly not noticing that the people who’d hired him were in on all this.

Then, when it all went from bad to worse, Five ran from it. Once with Lila as they traveled the train to insanity together, and then again after that, when they’d finally made it back and he realized they couldn’t beat the horrible death blob Ben and Jennifer had become.

It took a lifetime to learn it, but there was no running from this, or the unforgivable things he’d done only to end up with nothing.

Heart sinking to unfathomable depths of despair, unable to look at their faces, or the thing consuming them, Five looked to the ceiling instead. Through the highest windows of what in another time had been their childhood home, the world outside was righting itself, the fire of rebirth was hard at work, correcting things the right way this time.

There was no reason for his suffering.

No reason for any of this.

His breath catching in his throat, the mass of destruction that was swallowing them crept up Five’s neck, seeping under his sweat drenched collar.

Shutting his eyes to block out the horror of what was happening, he forced himself to think about why this was the only way out.

“What shattered the timeline?” he’d asked the Five that greeted him at the interdimensional deli filled with different versions of him.

“Not what. Who,” his cocky doppelgänger replied while pushing a stray piece of hair out of his face.

They were 145,142 times trying to stop the apocalypse, doomed to save or destroy the world, over and over… ad infinitum.

This would go on forever. Those crazy bastards weren’t willing to rise above their own wants and needs, but he was.

Eliminate the Marigold by ending all of them, and you get no more cycle of apocalyptic destruction. Simple as that.

Despite Five’s steadfast acceptance of this fact, a rush of air crawled out of his gaped mouth, the sound of it gut-wrenchingly pathetic even to his own ears. His lower lip trembled as The Cleanse reached his chin. He jerked his head higher to get away from it, but it was no good.

He felt Lila squeeze his hand. He squeezed back, a tear slipping down his cheek, immediately eaten away by the sludgy mass burying them.

I’m sorry.

He was, for everything, but he couldn’t say it, not anymore. He couldn’t even breathe.

The taste of death covered his lips, filling his nostrils. A familiar crackle of static energy zipped up and down his spine even though he hadn’t summoned it, like his powers had life of their own, begging him to stop this.

Five opened his eyes one last time, a spike of adrenaline needlessly alerting him to the fact that he was about to suffocate from the disgusting booger-like substance pushing into his mouth.

Silently crying out, The Cleanse choked off his airway.

His body, insistent on his need to breathe, helplessly drew in the otherworldly gunk.

He was drowning.

He began to thrash.

Above, ash began to fall from the ceiling. Five felt the same desperation he had a lifetime ago while standing outside the burning gates of his home.

Like then, all he could think about was finding a way back to save them. 

Just before the wave of glimmering slime slipped over Five’s head, a shadowed figure moved into his view on the second-floor balcony. The person propped their elbows on the railing. Extending their left hand, they began dangling a pocket watch, slowly swinging it back and forth on its silver chain.

As if dying wasn’t already shaking Five to the core, the ornately engraved disk they had looked exactly like a pocket watch he kept in a basket of broken timepieces back in his boyhood bedroom at the original Umbrella Academy.

He collected those discarded pieces of junk, trying to make their fragile parts work again because he saw something of himself in their busted balance springs and wheels, beaten and used, pushed aside, never able to prove to a dad that didn’t love him that he was good enough.

Reginald was right, he wasn’t.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” the young stranger said, as if reading Five’s thoughts. He angled his face into the light, the pouted line of his lips pulling to the side, mimicking one of Five's smiles almost perfectly. “For all this to work out, you had to get here.”

A faint swirl of blue energy lit up the boy’s hands as the floor rumbled under their feet. Chunks of the roof fell, but their pale green eyes wrinkled at the corners even more, not a hint of fear in them.

“I’d do this one for you, but I can’t,” he furthered. “As you always told me, when it comes to time travel, you don’t mess with the loops, and this is one hell of a temporal causality loop you set up.”

The dimple in the boy’s cheek deepened.

“No, you. No, me,” he calmly explained. “And that would mean this conversation wouldn’t be happening, resulting in you letting this end and game over for us.”

Pulling the old pocket watch back up, the boy popped it open, checking the time before he looked back down at Five through the mess of sun-kissed hair falling over his eyes.

“You know what to do. It’s time, Dad.”

He dropped the watch, the glint of metal sailing down into the abyss.

Lack of oxygen about to make him lose consciousness, The Cleanse covered Five’s shock filled eyes.

Getting crushed, he no longer felt the hands that had been holding his.

They were all gone.

As true terror set in, the last of the boy’s words echoed in his mind.

It’s time, Dad…

Chapter Two: Walk in the Park

Not even aware he was doing it at first, Five pulled at that undefinable feeling inside him that let him open doors no one else could. Within a second, the strings of time gave in to his demand, illuminating the darkness.

An explosion of violent light burst outwards, the force of it ripping his skin inside out, or it felt that way. At that point, Five wasn’t sure if he was still intact, or not. All he knew was, he’d given everything he had left, opening one final portal, not even accounting for the destination.

Flung into a tornado of time and space knitting itself back together into the one true timeline, Five landed in the only place he could.

Coming down fast, blindly flailing, he slammed down on top of a picnic table, sending the food airborne that Lila’s parents had just laid out for lunch.

Face smashed into what he was pretty sure had been a cake, Five let out a whimpered groan.

Fresh air ruffled his frosting coated hair, the white sugar standing out in stark contrast to his chocolate-colored strands.

Untwisting his legs, his dress shoe accidentally knocked into Claire’s can of orange soda, tipping it over. The fizzy mess started pouring out all over Lila’s feet as she glared at him.

Five rapidly blinked his eyes, still not sure if what he was seeing was real.

Everything was so bright, a canopy of green and blue.

Orange and yellow marigolds filled the landscaped gardens.

Upbeat music played somewhere in the distance.

“What do you know, the flying fart squirrel decided to join us after all,” Lila dryly noted as she wiped a piece of potato salad off her forehead, flicking it at Diego.

Unfazed by Five’s fumbled landing, Diego picked the mayo covered slop off his shirt, sticking it in his mouth as he rolled his eyes at her. “Come, on babe. Fivvv nev-lets us dow. I nn-ew-he-be-here,” he mumbled while reaching out to lend him a helping hand.

Once on his feet, Five swayed, but Diego held on, keeping him steady as he took in the full extent of his shell-shocked appearance. “Rough day, old man?” he asked, a look of worry bending his silly dad-stash into a frown.

“You could say that,” Five croaked.

He reached up, his trembling fingers brushing the ghost of stubble darkening his jaw.

“Thank God I’m not twelve years old again,” he breathed.

Diego and Lila looked at each other, eyes wide.

“Five…?” Diego questioned. “Since you still can’t calculate your decades long jumps worth a shit, why don’t you just use one of your briefcases to commute.”

“Uncle Five is here!” Grace shouted, abandoning the game of frisbee she was playing with Luther and Sloane. Bolting over, her arms flung around Five’s waist. “Did you bring me anything?” she asked, beaming up at him.

Five was speechless.

Her twin siblings screeched as they rolled around on a fuzzy blanket filled with toys. Behind them, camped out on the grass, or horsing around not far away, Five saw his entire family, and all the people from their past that they had loved and lost.

A few yards away, Dave was sitting with his back against a tree, Klaus lying next to him with his head in his lap.

Eudora, Sissy, little Harlan, Elliot, Ray, Ben and Jennifer…

Five kept counting.

To his left, Agnes and Hazel walked by, bird watcher guide in hand.

Even the Sparrows' faces dotted the crowded scene, the one Five didn’t recognize with blue hair oddly reminiscent of a non-cube version of Christopher.

“Holy shit,” he gasped.

With the buzz of the older kids laughing at their funny Uncle Five and his ruined suit, and the rest of his family looking at him like he needed to be locked up, the fear that everyone close to him was about to be wiped off the face of the Earth hadn’t even come close to wearing off. And that feeling only got worse when he spotted The Handler sitting on a nearby park bench.

Starting to walk towards her, he reached into his inside jacket pocket to pull out his CIA issued handgun, but it wasn’t there.

Getting nothing but a handful of Jello, Five ran right into Herb. In a domino effect, the smaller statured man started teetering backwards.

“Youch!” you cried as his heel dug into your opened toed dress shoe.

Everything you were holding slipped out of your hands as they flung out to break your fall.

Before hitting the dirt, your skirt flew up, giving everyone a show.

Looking about as thrown as you, Five looked down at the Temps Commission insignia on the journal you dropped, then the pocket watch that had fallen next to it.

He cursed.

Clenching his hands so hard it looked like he might hurt himself, he started shaking his head side to side. “Where is he?” he growled.

“Who?” you fired back at him, trying to get up.

“That kid!”

“What kid?”

Before Herb could say anything to add to your confused reply or find his handy-dandy Commission issued time stopper, Five took off again.

Scrambling to your feet, you reached out to catch his arm. He swung around with a snarl and shoved you to the ground again, then he blinked away, reappearing right behind The Handler, ready to choke her with his bare hands, the only thing stopping him being the lady coming past, pushing a baby stroller.

Seeing the real Grace’s smiling face, so much like that of his robot mother, Five looked even more manic.

“Stop!” Herb frantically cried out, realizing that something was off more than Five lacking any spatial awareness.

Five didn’t stop, and neither did you, clumsily coming after him, your dress shoes slipping on the grass, you yelled, “If you do this, you’re going to regret it!”

To your relief. Five lowered his hands.

You came to a stop in front of the Handler, your hands coming to your knees as you tried to catch your breath. She looked from you, to the crazed young man behind her.

She lowered her cell phone. “Can I help you?”

“No. Sorry,” you huffed, quickly storming around the park bench to take Five by the back of his food covered suit jacket.

“She doesn’t know who you are!” you whisper yelled at him as you towed him away from her. “What in the world are you thinking?”

Five angrily narrowed his eyes at you.

“This was your plan!” you barked, to which he equally angrily jerked his shoulder away from your hand.

Apparently, he wasn’t going to let you corral him back towards Herb, but he wasn’t opposed to stomping over there himself, which was fine by you, so long as he did, and started to calm his cake-covered ass down.

“Glad to have you back,” Herb nervously chuckled once Five was in earshot. “Sorry about that.” He glanced at The Handler who was happily chatting away on her cell phone again. “I’m sure some of this is still hard for you, but everyone affected by this needed to be in close proximity to perform all the alternations you wanted. This picnic took some time for us to set up, but we got it done. As far as they know, you all have been back here for weeks and we had nothing to do with this party.”

Five’s cold gaze didn’t falter.

After picking up the items he made you drop, you handed him his journal, the one that said to give it to him as soon as he arrived.

“I don’t want that,” he spat, refusing to take it from you.

“Maybe it would be better if we took this conversation back to The Commission,” Herb offered.

“Like hell it would,” Five snapped, “There is no way I am going back to that shitshow of manipulative sadists.”

“You are the leader of our shitshow of manipulative sadists,” you retorted.

Ignoring that and your offended expression, he came at you, a flash of light blinding you as he snatched the watch out of your hand. Reappearing a few yards away, he hissed, “Who are you and who gave you this!”

Now you were the one narrowing your eyes.

Introducing yourself, minus the usual extended hand in case he tried to bite it off, you said, “I serve as your Co-Chair, and the watch was left with your files that were given to me when I was hired. And… it is not broken anymore because I fixed it for you. You’re welcome.”

“Why would I hire you?”

“Because you clearly needed my help,” you replied, your tone as acidic as his.

“Yeah, right,” he barked, his wild eyes suddenly fixating on you in a very ungentlemanly way.

Realizing that when he’d flung you the second time, your shirt had come undone by a few more buttons than you’d normally allow, you crossed your arms over your chest, using his journal like a shield to protect your boobs from his glare. “Look,” you sniped back. “I get that for you, some of this might be a little confusing because you’ve only been back for more than a few minutes real time, but for Herb and I, our day at the park had been much longer than that, stopping time over and over to correctly wipe and reset each of your family members you brought back. So… can we just get this thing moving?”

“You better not touch my family,” Five warned.

“With Optogenetics, cation-selective channel rhodopsin are used to excite neurons and inhibit neuronal activity, so touching isn’t exactly how we’d say memory alteration works, but you already know that. You are the one that left the notes that led to me inventing the pain free process to do it. Why are you being so difficult?” you questioned.

“Because…” he childishly seethed.

“Because?”

“That’s right,” he continued, his face contorting as his jaw muscles repeatedly tensed. “You throwing out big words means nothing. I’ve been fed a lot of lines of bullshit over the years, and I have no reason to trust a bimbo who’s wearing tiny pink underwear that would make a stripper blush! Or Herb! Or anyone that works at the place that ruined my life and millions of others!”

You smiled, and it wasn't the nice kind of smile. “Name calling? Really?”

“This has set up written all over it!” he yelled.

A lump of frosting fell off his head, landing on one of his expensive dress shoes. Fingers twitching at his sides, he was about to go ballistic.

In his notes spelling it out how this was going to go down, the Five of the future that hired you had written nothing about the possibility that the him now would have no clue what was going on, but it was clear he didn’t. Fortunately, there were protocols to handle situations like this-his protocols.

“We didn’t ruin anyone’s lives. That is the opposite of what we are about, but if you aren’t willing to come back and talk about that, I guess we are done here,” you said, raising an unimpressed brow.

“Sweetheart, I was done so long ago, you have no fucking idea.”

After condescendingly insulting you again, Five turned to check on his family. 

None of them were concerned, and you knew they wouldn’t be. The moment he walked away, their attention was back on entertaining the kids.

“Do you want to do it, or me,” you quietly asked Herb, who looked over at you, looking about as tired as you’d ever seen him.

“I’ll lug this thing,” he sheepishly offered, picking up the huge Commission briefcase you used to get there.

You reached in your pocket, calling out to Diego. “Hey, guys! Something came up. Five is needed back at the office.”

Five started to turn back, readying for a fight.

Sticking him in the neck with a fast-acting sedative before he could fully swing, his legs buckled at the knees.

“You didn’t jus-st-ffffah-kkkk," he slurred, his eyes rolling back in his head.

Chapter Three: The Founder

A line of drool running out of his mouth, Five flopped over the side of the settee he was passed out on. Groggily looking around from his new position on the hard marble floor, he saw the lights were dimmed and there was only the slightest bit of daylight on the horizon outside the heavily draped windows.

He had no idea how long he’d been out, but he knew where he was.

This was 1955 and these were the crown molded walls of AJ Carmichael’s office, then The Handler’s, but evidently this office wasn’t either of theirs anymore because the polished plaque sitting on top of the old mahogany desk read otherwise.

“Five Hargreeves, Director… Well, I’ll be damned,” he breathed.

Getting to his feet, head spinning, he swallowed, his throat thick.

On the small side table next to him, he noticed the pocket watch he’d stolen back from you and a glass of water next to it with a pink post-it note stuck to it that read, Drink Me.

“Yeah, right. I’ll probably shrink like Alice in Wonderland,” he grumbled, remembering how you stuck him in the neck with a syringe, at this point equating you to an evil version of the white rabbit, forcefully leading him back into a nightmare.

Running a hand through his hair, seeing no one there to ambush him, Five spotted his neatly polished shoes placed under the edge of the couch. There was also a fresh suit, with the addition of a pair socks and black briefs laying on one of the adjacent chairs.

Five looked down at the slumped blanket around his ankles, then his hands.

He still had on his undershirt and underwear, a pair exactly like the ones on the chair, but that was it. He’d been cleaned up, no more frosting anywhere.

Kicking free of the slumped blanket at his feet, he stomped over to his desk, eyes on the journal laying there and the slightly smashed piece of cake that had another post-it note next to it that said, ‘Once you’ve had your nap time, and snack time is over, put your big-boy pants back on and read this over for me, please.’

Looking at the door, his expression soured even more.

Picking up the leather-bound book, he recalled that you said it was his, but he didn’t remember it. Then again, this wasn’t the first time he’d left something for himself to find later.

Shoving memories of the subway station out of his mind, Five opened it, his finger running along the date and time noted at the top of the first page. There was no denying he’d written it.

Slowly sitting down, his eyes moved along, reading the detailed directions explaining all the things you were supposed to do before he got there. Things like making sure certain people from his past only remembered what they needed to remember, and that meant for some, like his ex-supervisor, some remembered nothing.

For his family, their memories were more complicated because they were a part of things that needed to be remembered, but in clipping bits of time from their minds, he stated it would allow them the easiest transition.

Further diving into this new reality, Five read that many of the superpowered Hargreeves, including some of the Sparrows, worked for him and were involved in a new initiative of non-kill orders for all time corrective actions.

They’d been wiped. Just like you said. The device used to do it, one he told you to make, and it sounded a lot like the one Reginald used to erase the memories of how the original Ben died.

That happened. It all did. Five remembered it and his notes said the others would too- for the most part.

The past still happened because it had to, but that didn’t mean everyone needed to be burdened with the heavier traumas of it. That idea was a core value stated in The Temps Commission’s original doctrine, also written by him, conveniently there on the desk for him to go over.

All of it confirmed what you said. He was the Founder of The Commission; the same place that let him waste away in the apocalypse for forty years and then go through the rest of this crap. Apparently, that cruel joke didn’t just come to fruition in the Sparrow timeline spin off.

It was madness.

Somehow, his family survived, powers intact. He got them out of there at the last second, with none of them aware that anything odd was happening when you’d come up to them at the park, waving your specially calibrated brain wave eraser in front of their smiling faces.

You were an invited guest to their event and so was Herb. They knew you and trusted you, just like he supposedly did, only he didn’t.

Hearing a soft knock at the door, Five tensed.

“Come in.”

Herb timidly stepped inside, leaving the door ajar to the empty hallway. He lowered his chin and shook his head as if he already knew that what he was going to say was something Five wouldn’t want to hear. “That was a bumpy start,” he began. “We didn’t see that coming and we are so sorry about that. If we-”

“How long have you known about this,” Five sharply cut in.

“As you’ve read, that’s complicated,” he carefully replied.

“Herb,” Five sighed, his hand rubbing the worry line between his eyes. “All I have ever wanted was for this to end, but I don’t-"

Herb held up his hand stopping him. “I know you don’t want this. We all know what you’ve given to this place already, but we need you. With what you are capable of, your unique skill set makes you a perfect choice to run this organization.”

Herb paused, hoping Five understood that but he looked as unconvinced as before.

“This doesn’t have to be forever,” he tried. “The board just wants reassurance, and with you at the helm, it’s clear that people here will feel more comfortable about this transition. We no longer focus on preventing complications from the other timelines breaking off because there is only one timeline now. You took care of that by allowing The Cleanse to happen. Now we are here to ensure someone is present in case anything like this threatens us again. This is a big change for everyone,” he clarified, as if Five didn’t already grasp how big this was.

“And Reginald?” he quietly questioned, his troubled eyes pulling downward.

“Gone with the Cleanse,” you answered, coming into his office, “but as far as anyone else knows, he died years ago. You were there to spread his ashes. Many things are the same as before, but with the addition of the things that changed during the last five years you were gone, only you do not work for the CIA, even if that’s the cover we are using.”

You strolled over, sitting down next to Herb.

“The element your father’s wife inadvertently created as a byproduct of producing the thing they called ‘marigold’ is also gone. The marigold is still in all of you,” you furthered.

“That alien was not my dad,” Five tartly retorted, “and your presence here is not needed.”

When you didn’t move, he pointed to the door.

You crossed your legs, eyeing Five wearily. Putting a hand on your friend’s shoulder, you said, “You can head home, Herb. You haven’t slept in days.”

He smiled. “Neither have you.” He looked to Five, tiredly getting up. “Please listen. She’s smart. That is why you hired her.” 

Five’s brows furrowed as he took in the weight of what Herb said. He looked down at his lap, but the second the older looking man left the room, he looked back up, eyeing you with the same contempt. “No syringe?” he coldly dangled.

“No pants?” you countered.

He cocked his chin. “Why bother? You already violated me while I was unconscious. I figured this way if you came at me again; there’d be less in the way if you really wanted to go hard stomping on my dick.”

“You are the only one here being combative, but if you want me to stomp on your dick, keep it up, I will, but I’d much rather finish this debriefing, filling you in on anything else you might not recall, which sounds like everything you did to get here from this point on.”

“Time loops are a bitch, and you are…” He didn’t finish, instead he picked up his fork, putting his focus on stabbing his piece of cake into even more of a disaster.

“You don’t like me. Got it loud and clear,” you said, “but after meeting you, I must admit, I don’t like you either. Before this, I admired you, but you are nothing like the person I thought you were based on all the great things I read in your files.”

“Well… Most things look better on paper,” he sneered.

“Look… How about I just do what I am here to do, and you do the same?” you offered. “Cut the lines of bullshit you hate so much? Because that’s what this pissing match is. Waste of time bullshit.”

“Fine.”

“As I was about to say,” you started again, laying out your sheets of chemical equations for him to follow as you explained. “For Reginald’s dearly departed wife, in making the one element that also gave a fast track to your births, and then the other not so nice one Jennifer got stuck with, she essentially shot a machine gun at a needle in a haystack, but the bullet and needle didn’t fuse together completely, and you just witnessed the ricochetted result of that when they did finally fuse with Ben and Jennifer getting together, the bad part of that synthetic reaction vanishing forever in a timeline that is no more. Story done.”

“So, you are saying we weren’t the cause of all this?” he asked, still not believing it.

“No,” you said. “Abigail’s bad science was and that really wasn’t that hard to figure out. It only took me a few days once I was given the top-secret files you left behind for Herb to find in your Paradox Proof bunker.”

“That’s impossible. I’m the only one that can get in there,” Five argued.

“Not exactly,” you calmly disagreed. “After Dallas, when Herb was holding the temporary position of Chairmen of the Board, he gained access to many interesting things you hide around here, including a glass eye you had made that was a replica of yours.”

“The retinal scan,” Five murmured under his breath.

“Yes. You were very busy at some point in the future, and lucky us, everything you did paid off.”

Saying nothing, Five didn’t look like he felt lucky, but when he didn’t question you more about the bunker, you moved on.

“Another thing you probably don’t remember figuring out, is that when it comes to thinking you were all only born because of the release of the Marigold on our planet, that isn’t true. You all would have been born regardless. All your mothers were already pregnant, only days along and none knew it yet. You all had fathers and mothers, just like the rest of us, only with you, the second that alien dusting of orange entered our atmosphere, it needed to find a host and you were it, the perfect jump off point for a miracle.”

“The Umbrella Academy?” he asked, dismissing your explanation about his parents, like it didn’t matter that he wasn’t just alive because of aliens playing God.

“It happened. You were all acquired by Reginald, same as before,” you continued. “The world knows about most of you like they always did, and they are aware you’re back, the details of your disappearance understood to be a complication due to your ability to spatially jump. The running story is you were frozen between jumps, not that you’d jumped to the future. We don’t want the entire world knowing about time travel and your ability to do it, or ours.”

“So, there you have it,” Five scoffed.

“Dumbed down, yes, but I thought since you’ve had a hard day, you’d appreciate that.”

“Are you one of us?” he asked as he studied you, for the first time his eyes not darting away from yours when you determinedly refused to look away.

“No,” you half laughed, half scoffed. “As you can see,” you waved a hand in front of yourself, “I am not the same age as your siblings, but I suppose when it comes to you, that means little, so fair question. Unlike you, I am the age I appear to be, which I’m guessing is not much off from you physically at this point. I was plucked out of college to come here, and since then, I devoted my life to being here to help you in any way I can, and I assure I am qualified to do it otherwise—”

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t have hired you,” he finished for you. Hand at his mouth, anxiously edging his teeth across his thumbnail, Five’s eyes grew distant again.

Silence filled the room.

“We have a meeting with the board in the morning. I will drop off the agenda early enough for you to go over it beforehand,” you said, pushing your chair out to get up.

You waited a moment for him to look up, but he didn’t, so you headed to the door, turning just before you left.

“This is over,” you said, the anger in your voice completely gone. “At least you can take solace in that.”

You shut the door behind you.

Still seeing the delicate features of your face overlapping those of the mysterious boy on the balcony who’d looked like him, only not, Five mentally kicked himself.

“This isn’t over,” he breathed.

Chapter Four: I’m the Daddy Here

By the next day, when Five’s brothers dropped into his office, he had shadows under his eyes and his young bones were aching like his body really was 70 years old.

Sitting in front of him, next to Klaus, Diego stretched his arms up over his head, as he said, “Dude, you still have your shitty apartment from your CIA days to crash at, so why does it look like you’ve been pacing your secret lair all night?”

“Oh gee, I don’t know Diego,” Five threw back. “Maybe I forgot I had a place to call my own and I did pace in here all night? Unlike you, I have bigger things on my mind than which Hawaiian shirt I’m going to wear to work.”

“You look so Miami Vice,” Klaus said, giving Diego a high five, before he moved his attention to Five. “What are you whining about, man? We are riding on a gravy train with biscuit wheels.” He threw his arms around like they should look around him. “We won!”

Five lips pursed tighter.

Klaus’s jaw dropped as he looked over at Diego. “What… We didn’t win? We’re all in the void?”

Diego laughed. “For a someone with the powers of divine entity you sure are—"

“We won,” Five interrupted, bringing them back to the point. “Or I should say, we will, but not unless I finish this.”

“You did finish this. We are here and life is good,” Diego pointed out, moving on to what he felt the real problem was. “Are you happy, Five? And what does that even mean to you outside of making sure we all keep breathing? Maybe the answer to that is why you’re still struggling. Apocalypse addiction is a-“

“Fuck you, Diego. I don’t need one of your psych ward therapy sessions you and Lila get off on. I need to have a kid! If I don’t, we will all cease to exist and there will be no do over this time and that is very bad!”

“How do you know that?” he questioned, his amused smile still proving that he thought they were just having one of their usual lectures with Five about him needing to get out more.

“Shit. Is it hot in here?” Five complained, yanking at his collar.

“Earth to Five,” Diego rammed him, “I asked you a question.”

Having loosened his tie enough to feel like the walls weren’t closing in on him, Five testily said, “I know this, Diego, because a kid that looked a lot like me was there just before The Cleanse finished its job, and he called me dad. If he hadn’t been there and said what he did, verbally slapping me into doing something, we wouldn’t be here.”

“What?!” Klaus bellowed. “No way! You’re a dad!”

“No,” Five sighed. “I will be a dad in the future-maybe.”

“Maybe!? Why didn’t you tell us this!” Diego yelled, nearly falling out of his chair.

“I am telling you,” Five replied.

“Yeah, sure,” Diego huffed. “Now you are. And why does your kid have powers and mine and Allison’s don’t?”

“Wow. It’s just like Marty McFly in Back to the Future.” Klaus lifted his hand, checking to see if it was disappearing yet.

Five tiredly smiled at him. “It’s not at all like that. Time loops don’t work that way. If we evaporate, it will be instantaneous, and at this point, I have no idea how long I have to prevent it. There will be no warning.”

“Time loops shhh-mime loops,” Diego said, running his fingers over his mustache. “You know we don’t understand any of that shit. But hey, this doesn’t have to be a bad thing. Your nuts are full of superpowered swimmers. You should be excited.”

Five rolled his eyes. “Excitement is not exactly what I’d call what I am feeling. If I don’t produce a magical progeny, none of the things I have done will matter. We all die anyway. Case in point, this is a bad thing.”

“Shoot,” Klaus whistled. “If you’d known this years ago you could have spent way less time privately polishing your palm and instead been out trying to impregnate the world with your superpowered sperm.”

Five groaned. “That wouldn’t have worked, because it needs to happen now. After The Cleanse and the time situation was fixed.”

“I don’t get what the big deal is,” Klaus insisted. “You’re a stud. Get out there and have some fun.”

“And if it’s having kids you are worried about, they are both the best and worst thing that can happen to you,” Diego added. “I would know. Having three of them putting their sticky little fingers on all our shit all the time isn’t awesome, but creating them was fun.” He nudged Klaus. “This one time when Lila and I were in the back of Wanda we—"

“Not another word!” Five yelled.

“Whatever, man,” Diego chuckled. “You just need to see the bright side. Your kid was trying to help you and did.” He cleared his throat. “When it comes to Dolores, you can beat the meat with her all day but you’ll never beat the real th-“

“Please stop,” Five groaned again, burying his head in his hands.

Nodding his head in agreement, Klaus grinned hopefully. “I think what Diego is trying to say is having a breathing lady has its benef—"

“We’re done!” Five snapped, as he sprung forward. “If you don’t zip it, I’m going to blink you downstairs to the incinerator and lock you in there.” Slamming his index finger down on his desk, pointing at his gigantic desk pad calendar, he grinned maniacally. “And what do you know, it’s garbage day! You won’t be swimming in last week’s rotting tuna salad for long.”

“You’d never do that to us.”

“Really, Diego? You want to test that?”

Five’s brothers glanced at each other, eyebrows raised, like testing that wasn’t such a bad way to spend their afternoon.

“Five—"

“No, Klaus! Like I told Luther. I’M THE DADDY HERE! I am done entertaining you idiots. Get out!”

“Settled down,” Diego laughed. “We’re just trying to help you see that this isn’t so bad. And with the kid thing, I love mine and you do too. Speaking of which, it would be nice if their favorite uncle babysat them more often. Lila and I haven’t had a night out in a while.”

“I babysit,” Five defended.

“Not enough,” Diego shot back, pointing Five’s ballpoint pen at him.

Reaching forward, Five swiped it away. “Deigo, if I came over more often so you dipshits could go out and do disgusting things in your van, then you’d be dealing with more than three sticky-fingered monsters.”

Diego glanced at Klaus, then back at Five, smirking. “Say what you will, but I know you love being an uncle. The mountain of stuffed animals each of the girls has is proof of that.”

Tipping his weight back in his chair, Five folded his hands over his lap, wearily eyeing his brother. “I am not wrong,” he said, ignoring the point about his nieces and how much he enjoyed spoiling them. “You still have no idea how this baby making thing works and it’s only a matter of time before you’ll be complaining about baby number four on the way and how you already have no room in your house for all the people living there.”

Diego scowled. “Hey… I understand how it works just fine. I already told you guys the last two weren’t my fault. Lila told me she couldn’t get pregnant while breastfeeding.”

“And you should believe everything your wacko wife says?”

“Yes.” No longer able to contain it, Diego burst out laughing. “Five. This about you, not me, and as much as you want to act like you know it all. When it comes to enjoying the good parts of life, you are still about as fresh out the gate as you can get. Just flirt with a girl. Get to fucking her on the regular, and ta-da, circle of destiny complete. No more death knocking on our doors.”

Five let out heavy sigh. “It isn’t as easy as that.”

Raising his hands in an open palm gesture, Klaus said, “Maybe it is.”

Five narrowed his eyes. “You have no idea what you are talking about, or what I have been through. Or the complications I am dealing with.”

“We get your hangups, we really do but,” Diego chimed in.

“No, you don’t!”

“Then tell us.”

“It’s her!” Five angrily pointed to the door. “The woman I hired who loathes me for reasons I can’t really blame her for, not when I’ve been such a colossal asshole to her. She’s the one! It has to be the right person for this kid to be the exact same kid I saw, and it’s her. She's the mom!”

“How do you know?”

“I just do, Diego!”

When neither Klaus nor Diego stopped staring at him, Five started counting on his hands.

“I know because…

One: The boy had my pocket watch that she also had on her when I got here. He threw it and she dropped it, all within seconds of our timelines merging.

Two: She has his eyes! They were my color green but the shape of hers!”

Five shook his head, his hands shaking he was so upset.

“The way they both look when they smile…” he breathed, “the curve of her lips is the same as his. Him being there with that watch wasn’t a coincidence. For him to be there at all, that means he jumped between timelines. I sure as hell couldn't do that, but if I could have, I know that everything you take with you on that kind of impossible journey would make it that much harder. He brought that watch with him because he was trying to point me in the right direction with her and I didn’t see it until it was too late, and now the only deal I’ll be sealing with his mother if I try to hit on her is going to be a kick in my magical nuts.”

Like a deflating balloon, Five sunk his face into his arms where he had them folded on top of his desk.

“It’s not too late. You guys seem to get along,” Klaus soothed.

Five shook his head no, not bothering to look up.

“Just be nice to her,” Diego unhelpfully added.

“I think it’s a little past that,” Five mumbled.

Chapter Five: Entente

“Say nothing,” Five warned. “I don’t need everyone up my ass. You two knowing is bad enough.”

Tapping your knuckles on the door, Klaus called out extra high pitched, telling you to come in.

“Who’s daddy here?” you said, your smile getting bigger as you asked about the outburst you just overheard from your office next door.

“Five is,” Klaus happily exclaimed.

“Incinerator!” Five barked, wildly motioning at him like he was going to slice his head off with his index finger.

“Blah, blah, blah,” Diego said, his hand mimicking the action of a mouth as he squawked it at Five. “We need to get this show on the road. I’m gonna tell—”

“Diego, so help me,” he hissed, cutting him off.

“I’m sorry to interrupt,” you said, your eyebrows drawing together, “but some of us have a meeting in two minutes.”

Five quickly picked up his notes and pushed out of his chair. “Shall we?” he said, directing you to lead the way with an assertive wave of his hand.

You walked in silence to the boardroom, but reaching the door, Five unexpectedly placed his hand on your upper arm, holding you back.

Coming past, Diego smacked his ass. “Don’t look so spooked, kid.”

“I will kill you,” Five replied, his voice as sugary sweet as his fake smile.

Still laughing, Diego joined the others

“What’s so funny?” Lila asked, before shoving him down in his chair, opposite yours, next to the head of the table.

“Five,” he answered.

“When isn’t he? I mean look at him,” she said, eyeing you both up with a curious look before looking back at her husband, giving him an even more devilish smirk than she’d given you. “Why don’t you spank me like that?”

“Oh, I’ll give you a spanking, babe, especially if you keep looking at me like you want to go for a ride on my sweet mustache.”

“LA-LA-LA-LA!” Ben bellowed. “We do not need to hear this, you ASSHOLES!”

“I’m sorry,” Five quietly breathed, directing your attention away from the Hargreeves family daily bickering forum. “What you have done here for me, and for them, I don’t have the words to express how thankful I am.”

He paused, the sincerity in his eyes startling you.

Without hesitation, you reached out, your fingers slowly sliding up the length of black silk leading to his neck. “There,” you said, fixing his knot. “You didn’t seem to be aware you were all twisted.”

Looking humorously befuddled, Five’s Adam’s apple bobbed up then down. “I am not aware of a lot of things going on,” he quietly replied.

“No? You?” you teased.

“Thank you,” he said again.

“You’re welcome. Now, shall we?” you asked, as you gave him the same heavy-handed gesture he’d given you in his office.

~~~

For the next hour and half, Five sat at the head of the table in a board room full of people all appointed by him. Even Elliot was sitting in as the new director of analytics since Diego and Herb and Lila were now acting as supervisors over all operations that either he or you weren’t.

He’d read your notes, telling him what to expect, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t lost. Still, each time a question was directed at him that he couldn’t readily answer, you seamlessly stepped in, replying for him. No one was the wiser that he was floundering, but by the end of the day, your smooth handling of him was only adding to how uncomfortable he felt.

Shutting the door to his office, briefcase in hand, Five was about to open a portal to travel forward in time, back to his musty old apartment, but then he heard something.

Turning, he saw your office door was open. He came that way, moving into the light streaming into the hall.

“What is all this?” he questioned, watching you trying to ram a stack of boxes in the corner, your sock covered feet repeatedly slipping across the slick flooring because the tower of cardboard cubes weighed more than you.

“These are all my worldly possessions,” you replied, glancing his way before giving your things one final shove. Bending straight, you placed a hand to your sore lower back, massaging it. “Since the sale of all employee housing and other unused buildings started, and then prepping for you all coming back, I have been a tad bit busy. I haven’t had time to find a new place. So this is it for me right now.”

Taking in your short cotton sleep shorts and well worn t-shirt, when you busted him staring at how your shirt had fallen off your shoulder, Five diverted his gaze to your small meeting table covered with disassembled briefcase parts. “You’ve been sleeping in here? Where?” he asked, sounding very concerned.

“Most of the time, I sleep with my head on my desk, waking up with a tattoo of whatever I was working on the night prior inked on the side of my face,” you said, laughing a little. “This morning, that was the user manual for the new watches that will replace those huge briefcases. The roll out should be ready next week. I just need to get the mockup version down to research and development and they can take it from there.”

Five frowned even more, which made you smile even more. “You figured out how to recalibrate the energy field alternators so they’d fit in something that small?”

“I did, but it was you who invented the briefcases to begin with. I just used your original notes and changed a few things. We have a pretty bracelet version too if you’d rather that over the watch?”

“Huh…” Five looked impressed, and at a loss of words.

When he didn’t move from the threshold of your door, you took pity on him. “Would you like to have a look?” You gestured to the scattering of tubes and sapphire-colored vials of glowing liquid energy that he at some point down the road created to mimic what he naturally produced when he time traveled.

Coming in, Five set his briefcase down and started to look over your work.

“I think the watch version will be just fine,” he said. “Thank you for fixing this one for me. Seems you are very good at fixing things I can’t figure out.” As you looked down at the silver chain hooked to his vest, he smirked.

“Watch it is,” you said, getting more and more flushed as he rocked back on his heels, his hands fiddling in his pants pockets as if daring you to look just a little lower.

“Can we talk?” he asked, breaking the awkward tension, but also worrying you with the way his cocky smile instantly evaporated.

“Ah… Sure.” Heading to your desk, you removed the garment bags hanging over one of the two chairs co-workers usually sat in. Sitting down in the chair across from him as he lowered himself in the spot you cleared, you said, “What’s on your mind?”

“What would you say if I told you, that when it comes to me needing your help, the complexity of things I asked you to do so far only touched the tip of the iceberg when compared to what I’m about to ask next?”

“I’d say we need a drink,” you laughed.

“I’d say yes to that,” he said, the tiniest pull at his lips again making his eyes gleam and your cheeks feel warm.

Thankful for a reason to look away, you opened your desk drawer, pulling out a bottle of Scotch and two glasses.

“That’s a good one,” he noted.

You cracked the seal, pouring a few fingers worth for each of you. “I’m sure it is,” you replied. “I heard the boss enjoyed this brand and I was going to give it to him as a welcoming back gift, but he turned out to be a dick, so I kept it.”

You pushed his glass across your desk.

“To bad bosses and putting them in their place,” he suggested, raising his glass.

You fluttered your eyelashes at him overly cutely, clinking his glass with yours. “To telling you off.”

Taking a sip, Five nodded his approval, his grin deepening.

“Speaking of workplace relationships,” he said. “That brings me back to what I need to talk to you about.”

“Go on.” You took another drink.

“I would rather gargle a pinecone than have to say this, but I have no choice. This isn’t just about me and if I live to see another day or not. It’s about my family too.”

You set your glass down, your eyes glued to his. “What do you mean if you get to see another day or not?”

“What I mean is, the only reason my family and I, or any like us, are here is because of something my future kid said to me right before I dropped out of the sky landing in a cake. If he hadn’t paid me a visit, telling me to move my ass and not let The Cleanse eat us, we’d be dead and never been born at all as far as you’d be concerned. Now, if I don’t succeed in producing him, this entire causality loop will disintegrate, my family along with it.”

“The kid you asked about?” you breathed, remembering Five yelling at you in the park about a kid, right before he knocked you on your ass a second time.

“Yeah. That kid. Our kid,” he said.

You started rubbing your temples. “Our kid, you say?”

He nodded.

“And you know I’m a part of this how?”

“There were clues,” he said, rolling his eyes, but not at you. “I stupidly didn’t put any of them together until after I repeatedly insulted your intelligence and unleashed my wounded ego on you.”

“What kind of clues?”

“Big ones, like every part of him I saw was half you, down to the way you are looking at me right now with those pouty lips.”

“I am not pouting.”

“Neither was he.” Five titled his head down, looking at his drink he hadn’t touched since the first taste.

“What are you asking?”

He looked up and laughed weakly. “I think you know.”

“You want me to have a kid with you, so this future person can exist to complete a loophole in time or all of you will be gone-just poof?”

“Yes. But it’s more of a causality loop than a loophole,” he corrected, the hint of his smirk playing up the corner of his mouth.

“That’s it?”

Five leaned forward, setting his glass down a few inches from yours. Sitting back in his chair, he steepled his hands at his chin, his face becoming even more forlorn. “We can do this no-strings attached,” he offered. “I will raise our son alone if that’s your wish, or we can do it together, but you owe me nothing. I will support you either way. It’s all strictly business with this deal.”

“This is not at all what I thought we were going to be talking about,” you said, staring at him, still looking for sign he was fucking with you.

“This is a matter of life and death, and I would never put this on you if it was just me I was worried about,” he said, his guilt evident in the tortured look filling his eyes. “It’s my family and their kids—”

“No, I get it. You mentioned the family thing,” you quickly cut in, holding your hand up as you shut your eyes. The lines in your forehead deepened when you looked back again. “How long do we have… I mean, can I think on it?”

“I don’t know how long. I could have days or even years to get you pregnant.What I do know is, if I don’t do it fast enough and suddenly I’m gone, there will be no going back with a briefcase for a do over. That said… of course you can think on it.”

You said nothing, your eyes darting around your messy desktop.

Five started to get up. “I’m sorry.” The sound of his voice was about as self-deprecating as it could get. “I am not the type to say those two dirty words very often, but with you,” He smiled sadly again, then picked up his briefcase, “it’s something I might as well start every sentence with.”

When you said nothing, Five finally turned his gaze downward, swallowing hard before he opened his mouth again.

“I’m sure I’m the last person you want to procreate with, and there are other less touchy ways of getting this done, but with time of the essence, and with how high the stakes are, I’d prefer if you agree to do this, we do it the old-fashioned way. The odds of it working are higher that way and there is no need to involve anyone else.”

“Makes sense,” you quietly replied, your cheeks flushing as much as his suddenly were.

“You are welcome to sleep on the couch in my office,” he offered, looking around your office again. “The blanket you left me is still in there, and it’s not my place to say it, but I did put you in this situation and I’d feel much better knowing you were in there, not in here, waking up with lines from a boring user manual printed to your pretty face.”

He cocked his head to the side and smiled.

You silently nodded, then Five activated his briefcase, leaving you alone, shaken beyond words.

Chapter Six: Only Fools Rush In

Knocking over your unfinished third glass of Scotch when you accidently threw your hand into it while readjusting your face on the stack of books you’d taken out to reference, you gave in, going to Five’s office to sleep on his couch.

He’d only laid on it once, but when you were doing the same thing, you felt his presence as if he were right there. Everything in your life revolved around Five Hargreeves, and now even your blanket smelled like him, and so did the end pillow you had your head on.

It wasn’t a bad smell. Even passed out and covered in cake, Five smelled good, like a minty warm scent mixed with something earthy and wild. When you cleaned him up, you couldn’t help but notice his prominent jaw that could cut glass, or his shiny dark hair that was as soft as it looked.

Despite a decent place to sleep, all you could do was think about what he wanted you to do with him.

Way before he came in for the day, you were up and out of there. Showering down in the now mostly unused field agent locker rooms, you dressed in your usual modern day pencil skirt and blouse paired with heels, taking a little more time than normal at the mirror.

“Calm down,” you lectured your reflection.

Coming past Five’s open office door a while later, seeing him working alongside Herb at a chalkboard one of them had wheeled in, just breathing normally became a task you’d rather not add to your many others.

Five looked immaculate. He was wearing a new suit-three piece, like his others, but this one was tailored in a way that accentuated everything about him you were trying not to think about.

The figure he cut was full of promise and unimaginable power if he only thought of wielding it. Yet, he was noticeably relaxed in all his movements, everything he did deliberate, down to the way he looked your way for just a second, politely smiling, then went right back to scratching his numbers on the green slate as if you weren't still there staring.

At any second he could disappear, his family, and the young boy he told you about too, and thinking about that devastated you in ways you didn’t even have words or emotions to convey.

Sitting down in The Commission cafeteria hours later, you anxiously watched as Five moved through the line, loading his tray while in conversation with Viktor and Luther.

Nervously tapping your index finger against your milk carton, you waited. The moment he noticed you looking, he came your way.

“Can I join you?” he asked, approaching your empty table.

“Let’s do it,” you blurted.

Five slowly dropped down on the bench across from you. “Yeah?”

“It’s the only option,” you less embarrassingly replied. “I may not have my head wrapped around all of this, but I don’t know what I’d do if all of you suddenly weren’t here anymore. Explaining that to the kids and just… No. It can’t happen. I won’t let it.”

He nodded, letting go of his tray as he sat back.

“When?” he asked, his soft smile and twinkly green eyes filled with relief.

“Now. If you are ready? The sooner we do it, the sooner we know you are all safe, right?”

“Right,” he said, his increasing eagerness showing in the hyperfocus of his cunning eyes as they quickly moved from yours, to the door of the lunch hall, then back again. “Come on.” Getting up, leaving his untouched food where it sat, Five took off.  

He dashed down the busy hall past the lobby area, heading for the stairs.

“Where?” he called out.

“I don’t know?” you breathed back, still trying to catch up.

Heading down the hall towards your offices, seeing the busy flow of people working down at that end of the building, Five stopped in his tracks.

He glanced over at the bathroom door a few doors back in the direction you just came.

Restless looking as before, taking you by the hand, he spun you around like he was leading you in a dance, pulling your back against his chest.

You had no time to recognize that the heat you were feeling wasn’t just from his body suddenly pressed to yours. Static energy sizzled, the light from it so bright your eyes automatically flew shut as he blinked you away with him.

Appearing with your feet back on solid floor, your breath whooshing out of your pounding chest, the harsh smell of cleaners filled your nose.

You opened your eyes to the sight of a toilet and a wall in front of you.

Once sure you weren’t going to topple over, Five stepped back, the sound of the bathroom stall door behind him bumping into his back before it creaked closed.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice so low behind your ear that only you could hear it over the sound of the person washing their hands at the sinks.

“Yes,” you whispered.

There was a soft turning of the metal as Five latched the door.

Hinges squealed and two seconds later, the heavy wooden door to the hallway banged close.

~~~

Approaching you from behind, Five’s cock twitched. Just looking at you like this was enough to make it happen. He palmed himself through the fabric of his pants, an unexpected thrust of his hips threatening to topple him forward. 

His entire body was so alert it was vibrating, the desire in his loins building to a fever pitch.

His trembling hand brushed against your hair, brushing it aside so he could see the side of your face, the other working to get his zipper down. 

You let out a surprised gasp when he suddenly forced one leg between your thighs, parting them easily.

Having freed himself from his pants, feeling your whole-body tense as he pressed up against you, his head swimming with lust, he launched at your throat. Biting at your soft skin hard enough to sting, you reactively cried out.

“Quiet,” he growled, then thrust himself against you again, his fingers dragging the fabric of your skirt up your legs.

Sliding his palm down your stomach, Five pushed your panties down with the motion of his fingers clumsily running between your folds, a quick smile spreading across the back of your neck when he felt how wet you were.

His hand at your back, pushing you forward until your feet fell out of your slingback heels, you were forced up on your tippy toes with your hands falling into the wall behind the toilet. In one forward thrust, he buried himself, his body crushing against your back.

Feeling himself throbbing inside you, Five began to move, his fingers pulling away from your clit so he could put them on your hip, opposite his other hand. Rapidly thwapping his pelvis against the erotic feeling of your squishy butt cheeks, he bit at your shoulder again.

Fingers digging in, he yanked you towards him with each thrust. Then, going harder, his heels coming off the floor, he bottomed out.

You cried out, his hand just as fast flying off your hip, covering your mouth.

Pulling your head back to his shoulder, Five’s thrusts became rougher, more insistent. Groaning into your ear, his ragged gasps signaled his rapidly approaching climax.

In one fluid thrust he withdrew almost all the way out, then sunk back in as he came, finishing with a few shuttering jerks of his hips. 

His hands slowly slipped from your mouth to rest at your throat as he fought to catch his breath. 

You didn't move until he backed away, letting your skirt drop back into place.

Hot come started trailing hot down your inner thigh.

Sounds from the hall filled the tiled room with voices, then the door closed again. Footsteps moved across the bathroom, the metal partition surrounding you rattling as one of The Commission’s staff enclosed themselves in the stall one away from yours.

Burning from the force of Five’s entry, your entire body shaking, you started to turn around. Refusing to meet your eye, or even acknowledge you were there, as soon as Five had his pants fastened, he blinked away.

~~~

When you reached Five’s office a few minutes later, he was standing inside, looking over his mail.

Marching over, you said, “When I said let’s do this, I didn’t mean I wanted it like this!”

“What did you mean like this?” he hotly shot back, throwing down his letter opener.

“I have feelings! I am not a fuck doll!” you fired back at him. “Why did you just leave me like that?” Five bristled, his nostrils flaring. “I fucked you. That’s what we agreed we are doing, remember? I can’t help that you wanted it right then and there. Your pussy was clenching on my dick so hard, there’s no way you didn’t get off. What more do you want from me? I did my part.”

You slapped him.

Holding his cheek, Five let out a shallow breath, a clear sense of confusion in his stunned eyes.

“You don’t just fuck someone like that and disappear!”

“What’d you expect me to do?” he yelled back just as Elliot walked in, quickly pivoting back out the door the second he heard the still very intimidating man he once thought was a scary little alien boy going off on you.

“I don’t know what I expected, but I… I just thought…” Feeling your eyes prickle, you looked away. “It doesn’t matter. You don’t care.” “Do you want me to care?” “You are such a prick,” you muttered.

By the time Five’s thoughts had merged together to form a defense, you were gone, slamming the door behind you.

Chapter 7: Public Displays

“I didn't ask for this!” Five growled, about to come after you as he swung his door open to find his brother standing outside, his hand raised to knock.   

“What,” Diego asked, “having a nice conversation with a real woman?”

“No!” he barked, stomping past, heading to your office, but right away, he saw Dot at your desk, not you. Coming back out, he raked a hand through his hair, cursing under his breath.

“Did you tell her?” Diego pushed.

“Yes, I told her.”

“Did she say yes to jumping your little bones?”

Five breathed in, his teeth clenching as his shoulders bounced.

Diego grinned. “You banged her already, didn't you?” “Why don't you irritate Lila and leave me alone.”

“Oh! You did!” Diego started pumping his fist. “Yes! That’s what I’m talking about… I knew you wouldn’t let us down, and with the rest, I’m just messing with you, man. Lighten up. That’s part of your problem.”

Five clapped his hands together brandishing a fake smile. “Nobody said I had a problem but you, and whatever this is, is over. I am in no mood to fight with you.”

“This was not a fight. And if it was, I’d win.” Diego threw his arm around Five’s shoulder, pulling him back inside his office. Letting him go once inside, he said, “And sure, nobody said you had a problem, but that girl’s teary face did when she just passed me.”

“She was crying?”

“She was doing that thing women do when they are trying not to.”

“Shit.”

“Five,” Diego said, in a very big brotherly tone, “for so long you’ve had to evaluate everything under the brutal terms of survival, all things either being irrelevant or not, but with this one, maybe that’s not the way to go. Kill the emotionally stunted old man shit. I know you have the hots for her. She’s perfect for you, which I’m betting is why you hired her, that, and she’s way smarter than you, which again goes back to why I know you are being a dick.”

“You have no idea what you are talking about.”

“I don’t? So, you didn’t just do something stupid?”

“It’s so much more than that,” Five said, his eyes turning even more tormented looking as he looked away, then back again, doing his best to keep it together.

Diego smiled. “You are a good person, man. You can fix this.”

Sad and angry, Five said nothing, and he continued to say nothing to Diego about it, or you for the rest of the day, and then the next, and then the next. You kept doing your job, of course, communicating with him when necessary, but that was it, and it was killing him. 

Diego was right. He had to do something. It was his fault-again.

~~~

Day four, Five couldn’t take it anymore. 

Lightly tapping on your door frame, you looked up from your desk. He raised one of the two coffee cups he was holding. Offering a smile. “Two sugars, one cream?”

Your pen slowed to a stop. “Why would you know that?”

He came in. “I know that because, over the last few days I’ve been asking the girls around here all sorts of things about you, and because of my persistent inquiries with them and pretty much everyone else around here, I’m fairly certain the entire building knows their boss is falling hard for you.”

Taking the coffee from his outstretched hand, your mouth opened but nothing came out.

“I never meant to hurt you,” he whispered. “That is the last thing I wanted to do.”

Slowly standing, you asked, “Can we go for a walk?”

“I would love that,” Five quietly replied.

Once outside, strolling across the open green area between The Commission's main buildings, taking sips of his coffee to fill the silence between you, Five waited, watching you for signs of what to do.

“I suppose we can’t go far,” you finally said. “If we ventured too off campus we’d probably start a flurry of chatter with the good citizens of this quaint little town.”

Five smiled, “True. But if you wanted to change into your poodle skirt, and I could dig up some of my frumpy old man trousers somewhere, then maybe we could snag a milkshake down at the drugstore. I’d even give you some nickels for the jukebox since you’re my favorite girl.”

“I like you in your old man trousers, and I’m not your favorite girl. But nice try,” you laughed.

“I get to decide who my favorite girl is, not you and I’d like you in anything,” he retorted. “And hey…” He frowned. “When did you see me looking like the crazy old bastard I really am?”

“In your files and footage on the Infinite Switch board. I did my research. I take my job very seriously, as you know.” You gave him an even more teasing looking grin, then added, “I can’t wait to see you with that cute mustache again.”

“You can’t?”

Taking Five’s hand in yours, you pulled him over to a shady bench under the fluttering leaves of a towering oak tree.

Once you had him sitting, you let go, watching his fingers fidgeting with unease as they came around his cup with the others, gripping it way too tight.

“Five…”

He looked up, meeting your gaze.

“I was hurt about what happened in the bathroom because you are right,” you started. “What you did, the way you did it… Everything about you and that was hot. With just that moment of amazing sex, you left me ruined and it really scared me.”

“It scared me too,” he admitted, his soft eyes searching yours. “That’s why I left.”

“All I wanted was for you to hold me,” you said. “Anything but leave.”

“The last thing I wanted was to leave but I thought you’d only agreed to do this because you felt like there was no other choice. I asked you to have a child with me, but that didn’t mean you had to be with me more than that..”

“Five…” you said, setting down your cup so you could take his hand in yours again. “The moment I was hired, everything I learned about you further proved what an amazing person I already thought you were. I was fighting an embarrassing schoolgirl level crush on you even before you got here, and since, it's only gotten worse despite you being a jerk most of the time. That’s how much you mean to me.”

“It’s not just me feeling this way?”

“No. It’s not just you,” you said, as he lovingly caressed the underside of your wrist with the tips of his fingers.

“Can we start over?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, his emerald eyes about as worried looking as you’d ever seen them.

“We already are,” you said, his nervousness distracting you from your nerves.

Moving your entwined hands into Five’s lap, his breath hitched, his air intake stopping entirely when your warm palm slowly moved over his crotch. 

With only a peck at first, your lips meeting his, Five whimpered against your mouth, his cock growing heavy and warm under your hand.

After only allowing yourself to feel the desperation of his kiss for just a moment longer, you pulled back, smiling at him. “You are ready to go just like that, aren’t you?” 

“It’s my secret superpower,” he said, already trying to kiss you again, his tongue dipping inside your mouth, exploring.

“Just the smell of your body is enough to get me hard,” he groaned, having to break away to breathe, as you massaged your hand harder over the bulge in his pants. 

Loving this, you leaned into Five more, placing extra soft brushes of your lips just below his ear.

“We need to either stop or we need to go somewhere, now!” he warned, the pitch of his strained voice so funny, you laughed, the heat of your breath against his throat enough to make him whimper like a puppy all over again. 

“Get us out of here, and I won’t stop,” you said, in between kisses along his jawline.

Your discarded coffees spilling from the force of air filling the vacuum of space you’d just been sitting in, in less than a second, you were clumsily standing between buildings, only partially hidden from any onlookers by a bush full of spring flowers.

Falling into Five as he leaned his back against the brick wall behind him, you raised your eyebrows in question.

“When the blood flow to my brain is in short supply, like it is right now, it’s best I don’t try to blink somewhere I can’t already see,” he frantically explained before smashing his lips against yours again.

Working his pants down as fast as you could, you reached inside his pants, gripping his naked cock in your hand.

“Fuck,” he gasped, his hips helplessly thrusting.

His eyes becoming even more heavy-lidded, you started to move the outer skin of his shaft over the harder core. 

Your other hand lowering, you cupped Five’s balls through the bunched material draping off his tensed thighs. His heartbeat already pounding in his ears, when you gave him a little squeeze, his scrotum pulsed to the same rhythm, his mind becoming even more clouded.

“Yes, do that,” he groaned.

“At night, do you think about us doing things like this?” you questioned as you smirked. “Because I do, writhing on your couch with my fingers between my legs?” 

“Ffffuck yes, I think about this!” he croaked as you slid your hand up his cock, swirling your finger round and round over the glistening pleasure seeping out of him.

“How exactly do you think about me, Five?” you pushed.

He shook his head, back and forth, overwhelmed with your touch as he was by the things you were saying.

“Please tell me,” you encouraged, feeling more empowered by the second.

“I think about you underneath me,” he gasped. “I see your hands gripping my sheets, and I hear you moaning my name as my cock fills your sweet little pussy full of load after load of my come.”

“Tell me more…” you said, your smile broadening.

“I fuck my hand, pretending I’m inside of you, every fucking single morning and night. The way you smile at me, I want to bite your lips so fucking bad, and the way your body looks in your tight skirts! I want to devour you!”

Five’s breaths were coming as quick gasps and there was no point in asking him if what you were doing was right. His face pressed against your shoulder as your hand moved faster, his soft shuddering not letting up the whole time.

The sound of voices passed by, but there was no indication that whoever else was out enjoying the sunny afternoon looked your way.

Your hand slicked, moving easily over Five with the silkiness of his bountiful pre-cum, even more hot wetness began to coat your hand. At your neck Five desperately kissed you as he sucked in gulps of air. 

His whole-body trembling, you ran your fingernails through the back of his hair as you slowly stroked him through the final tremors of his release. 

“Holy fuck I loved everything about that, but it was not at all conducive to us achieving our goal,” he finally said, smiling as he sheepishly peered at you from under the dark curtain of hair falling over his sleepy eyes.

“No, it was not, but that was the point. This is not just about that. This was about us starting over, which I think we just did. I want you and you want me and together we are going to do our best to make a superpowered little family,” you said.

Five laughed. “You really are smarter than me, and along with this being more proof of that, I think most of my remaining dignity just went down the drain with that crazy shit I just said to you, and the rest was just obliterated after that when I jizzed all over your skirt. A gentleman might have fought you off harder, and not done that,” he said as you burrowed into his warmth, with your head resting on his shoulder.

“He might,” you agreed, “but I think we both know that you are no gentleman.”

The softness of Five’s expression as you peeked up at him only made you want to see the kind of pleasure you just drew out of him all over again. All the harshness you knew he was capable of had washed away, leaving his eyelids heavy and his wetted lips parted in silence as he held you like he never wanted to let go.

Knowing you couldn’t stay there forever, a few minutes later, watching you clean you hand off, seeing that not only when he blew his load, some of it got on your shirt too, a little of the worry had found its way back into Five’s contented expression, but you were quick to address it, wiping the milky white off with your finger before sticking it in your mouth.

 “There,” you said, pulling your cleaned finger out for him to see. “All better. Now be a good boy the rest of the day and pay my next dry-cleaning bill, and I might let you take me to dinner tonight.”

Chapter 8: Taking Care of Business

Finishing your workday, you changed into a new sundress, one that you never had the chance to wear until now. On pins and needles, springing around your office, you tried to pick up your hopeless mess, every minute Five took to get there making your heart race faster.

As you promised, if he was good the rest of the day, which he was, shortly after you saw several of his family members come out of his office, Five strolled in, a single flower in his hand, only it wasn’t a rose or anything traditional like that. It was a bloom that looked just like the ones on the bush he’d blinked behind so you could man-handle him.

Coming your way, he extended the fluffy white blossom. Taking it from him, holding it to your nose, the summery perfume enchanted your senses as much as his sweet smile. 

“Ready?” he asked.

You nodded, yes.

Giving you a look that made your panties instantly wet, after a few buttons pushed on his new watch, you were off.

~~~

Like any first date, yours was filled with nervous jokes to hide insecurities, but it was exactly what you both needed to circle back to where you should have started to begin with.

As you already knew, Five was complicated. He had been through unimaginable things, some you knew about, some you didn’t. No matter where the conversation took you, when it came to his past, he was forthright, and everything new you learned only made you respect him and hurt for him more.

Five took his time asking you questions, listening patiently as you told him about your life, from the start to now. In those parts of the night, his smile never seemed to fade.

“Have you considered a day off might be in order if you are ever going to move out of your office?” he teased when you got to the part about the last few weeks.

“Yes,” you said, after swallowing another delicious drink of the Bordeaux he ordered to go with the herb-crusted roasted lamb on your plates. “But my boss would be lost without me for even a minute, so it looks like I’ll be stuck sleeping on the couch in his office indefinitely.”

“I’d rather you slept in my bed,” he silkily replied, his smile reddened even more seductively by the rich sip of wine he just licked off his lips.

You rubbed your foot along his lower pant leg, tickling your toes up and down like you’d been doing most of your dinner.

Eyes darkening, Five reached across the table, pulling your hand into his. Like every time he blinked with you so far, you had almost no warning it was coming.

Bouncing down on his mattress, propelling himself on top of you, Five’s fingers dug into your ribs, tickling with no mercy. 

“Five! Stop!” you cried, laughing so hard you couldn’t breathe.

“No! You’ve been fucking with me all night!”

“I have not!”

“What do you call that move you did with your foot nudging my dick while I was ordering?” he growled, kissing your neck in-between his breathy love bites.

“My shoes! Our bill!” you complained, realizing your heels were still laying under the table at the restaurant.

“I’ll get you new ones and I already paid the bill. Now hold still so I can dominate you,” Five gleefully demanded, as you squirmed.

When he finally let up, so you could catch your breath, you got a better look around his bedroom. It was small. There was the queen bed you were on, a side table next to it with a lamp on top, and piles of books on the floor everywhere. Other than a bathroom door to your right and what appeared to be an equally small living room, just outside the door, with a kitchen area attached, that was Five’s home.

You loved all of it, from his boyishly blue plaid comforter, to the worn but cozy look of his single sad recliner.

You put your hand in the middle of his chest, lifting yourself on your elbow to gaze at him. Turning his fingers around yours, Five drew you closer with his arm, sitting you up with him. 

In a much quieter game, he let his fingers play up your spine, each little bump like a run on a ladder he was climbing up your back. 

Enchanted by the way he is looking as you were by his featherlight touch; your breath quickened all over again.

With a smile, licking his lips, Five slipped his hand down the back of your dress, loosening your bra until it fell out of his way. His dark hair brushing your chin, his mouth came down, gently covering your nipple through your thin cotton bodice. Hot and wet, he kissed you there, soiling the fabric as he sucked, then kissed again. 

After a moment, he turned his attention to your other breast, the innocence of his expression as he enjoyed you that way so sweet you could cry.

On your knees already, raising your arms at his insistence, Five took your dress up over your hips, then over your head, tossing it aside. 

Kissing you full on the mouth, your bare body trembled under his hands as he tugged at the thin straps at your hips, pulling your underwear down until he couldn’t. 

Breaking away to kick out of them, he said, “I love these tiny pink panites. I hope the stripper you stole them from doesn’t ask for them back.”

Laughing and fully exposed, there was little shame left in you, but there was still shyness. You lowered your gaze, and Five took care of that by giving you hundreds of kisses until you became completely unaware of anything but how you felt about him.

You held the back of his neck as you kissed, the longer ends of his hair tickling the back of your hand. In turn, Five brought one hand back to your breasts. He held the weight of them in his palm as he squeezed and rubbed you and made small, short sounds of enjoyment into your mouth as he did so. 

His smile was on the darker side of playful as he caught you by the shoulders and brought you down on his bed. There was no demand in how he positioned himself next to you. His hair a chaos of brown from you messing with it, he reached out, the tips of his fingers brushing your cheek. “I'll be sorry for treating you the way I have been until the day I die.”

“You are forgiven,” you whispered as you pressed your face into his left palm. You pulled at his sleeves, pulling the warmth of his body over your chilled skin.

Five hissed between his teeth when you took your adoring kisses sideways, to his jaw, then his throat. When the tip of your tongue came out, tasting him, his hands tightened on your arms, and a soft sound of surprise crept out of his throat. 

His fiery gaze looked almost apologetic when he pulled back. You gently touched his face and Five closed his eyes as though he couldn't bear to look at you while you explored his lips with your thumb. “Your affection is more than I would have ever asked for,” he breathed, before kissing the tip of your finger.

Opening his eyes, there was that reflection of sadness, something that ran so deeply and painfully in him that it only made you more determined to change that. 

As your hands moved down the sides of his vest, his drifted to your thighs, rubbing slowly.

“I’m wearing way too many clothes,” he cutely laughed when you tried to get your hands under his shirt but were hardly able to move them once you did due to the tight fit of his vest.

“Yes, you are,” you giggled. “We need to do something about that.”

In a burst of light, Five vanished and reappeared just as fast, his naked body flawlessly pale as he pushed his groin against yours, his hard cock glistening as it bobbed against your lower belly.

“How’d you do that!” you gasped.

He smirked. “If I explain it, then I have zero surprises left.”

Reaching down, taking himself in hand, this time when Five slipped inside you, the feel of him slowly filling you was enough to make your eyes water.

Grabbing for his shoulders, you hooked your ankles around his waist, your body simultaneously clenching around him as it tried to resist his entry.

Five stopped, his face full of worry.

“Keep going,” you urged, digging your feet into his lower back.

Pulling himself out, undulating his swollen tip at your entrance a few times, Five slipped his cock back in just as slowly, both of your eyes crushing closed the sensation of it felt so good. Doing it again, he accidentally slipped out all the way. Fumbling between you, grasping at his swaying cock, he lowered himself over you even more, letting out a guttural curse of pleasure as he entered you again.

Pushing his hands under your butt, he hoisted you up, rocking his hips against yours in earnest as he tried to kiss you, his lips grazing yours with each downward thrust.

Head getting pushed back further and further into his pillows, you began to match his urgent movements. Working together, his sharp thrusts ignited something inside both of you. Your fingernails digging into his shoulders, you started to see stars, everything inside you suddenly exploding when you felt the heat of his release.

Crying out this name, every exhalation streaming from your lips matched the throbbing of your orgasm that was not letting up as Five kept thrusting, the sound of him fucking you as sinful as it was wet.

When Five did pull out, your back arched on the bed, the emptiness of losing him and the sight of his rigid cock still ready to go shocking you as much as the darkness in his eyes.

Without a word, he flipped you on your stomach.

As Five came down over you from behind, his spent cock easily slid back in, and just as fast, he started to rut, rough and needful, punishing your quivering walls all over again.

You squirmed, the feeling of it too much, but Five pressed his hand against your upper back, pressing you against his bed, forcing you to arch into him as he kept at it, fucking you at an unrelenting pace. 

A minute in, he wasn’t slowing, his thrusts sliding into you so deeply the force of it kept causing his headboard to bang into the wall

“Five!” you cried as you pulled at his bedding.

“I’m not stopping until I fill this fluttering cunt!” he growled.

Not even close to being over your first shivered round of aftershocks, he did just that, emptying himself in erratic spurts and uncoordinated thrusts.

Prying his hands from your hips, Five rolled you on your back. Blanketing you with his body, he started placing delicate touches of his lips on your cheeks, his long eyelashes brushing along your skin with the softness of an angel, while his fingers worked between your legs, gathering his leaking come so he could carefully and repeatedly push it back inside you until you surrendered to him all over again.

Helplessly quivering, you buried your fingers in his sweat-dampened hair as he took his kisses to your neck, then added a few final nibbles to your ear. Five seemed incapable of moving further than that, the tenderness of how he was nuzzling you, echoed in the throbbing fullness you felt.

When he finally sat back, it was only to reposition himself alongside you. He rested his cheek against the top of your head, squeezing his arms around you tightly. 

Feeling his warmth mingle with yours as you snuggled into him, you heard him yawn.

“Tired of me already? Was that a sign you want me to go?” you teased.

“This business we just did is hardly what I would call tiresome, and you aren’t going anywhere. I am not done with you yet,” he joked, but his hold not letting up meant he wasn’t actually kidding.

As you touched his hair, searching through it with your fingers. His limbs relaxed the longer you kept at it, his hand placed over your belly circling slower and slower. Your feet wrapped around his shins locking him to you even more surely, and with it, his breathing slowed along with his hand coming to a stop.

“Are you falling asleep, Five?” you softly asked.

His chest moved up and down against your side along with his quiet laugh. “Sleep is for the blameless, and I am not that. If you can wait a few minutes, I’m happy to give you round two with a fresh lesson on what you're dealing with since it seems you forgot already?”

“I think you already made your point that you are the cutest fiend to ever walk the Earth,” you laughed. “It sounds fun, but I doubt either of us has enough steam for that lesson right now no matter what you claim.”

“Honey, I am like a jackrabbit,” Five chuckled. “For all you know, I can bring you to unmanageable heights of ecstasy with this next one.”

You gave a playful tug of his hair.

Five nudged the top of your head with his face. It wasn't a kiss. But it didn't need to be. The way he was holding you, you knew that everything had changed. 

“We can go back to taking care of business in the morning,” you assured.

“There's always the morning,” he agreed, slurring slightly.

Soon, listening to this heartbeat step into a cadence of sleep, feeling the warmth of Five’s body next to yours, you drifted off in peace along with him, and you did the same thing together every night after that.

Chapter 9: Tiresome Work

“Are you free to chat for a few minutes?” you asked, gently clicking the large door closed behind you as you entered Five’s office.

“I’m always free for you,” he said, looking up from his desk.

Coming around next to him, you propped your bottom up on his mess of papers.

“How’s your day?” you asked, your eyes traveling from his soft pink lips, down to his neck, then to the relaxed motion of him spreading his legs as he leaned back in his chair.

“It’s getting better now that you’re here,” he replied, followed by a mischievous grin.

Doing your best to remember why you’d come in, the reason for it in your hand, you extended him your notebook. “Would you be willing to look this over? I think the numbers look good, but I’d appreciate a second brain on this one just in case I missed something.”

“I’ll look at it, but I doubt you missed anything. You never do,” he replied, his eyes smoldering. He patted his knee. “Why don’t you sit here and let me entertain you. You need a break.” 

Your cheeks instantly flushed, and the more Five gave you that predatory look the worse it got.

You didn’t move so he raised a brow.

“Come here,” he hotly demanded.

Hopping up, Five quickly snatched your waist, pulling you to him faster than you were already coming.

“We are supposed to be working,” you scolded, as he trapped you between his legs with his hand tickling up your back.

“We covered this already. This is us working,” he said, following your every movement with wolfish fixation. 

Trying to rattle him as much as he was flustering you, you broke away, half-heartedly attempting to organize the millions of items on his desk.

“That sign you are playing with says I’m the boss! Now get over here!” he angrily insisted, but not without laughing.

Giving you the sexiest smile you’d seen on him yet, one that was all dimple and shiny white teeth, Five patted his knee again.

Feeling silly, you perched your bottom on his knee.

With hardly anything between you and his finely woven pants, the bones of Five's knee purposefully pressed into you.

“Now then, isn’t that better?” he taunted as he leaned forward, his lips grazing the side of your neck.

“Five Hargreeves, you are a bad man.”

“And you like it,” he coolly replied with his hand coming up to fondle your breasts.

The room felt like it was on fire already, but everything got warmer when his fingers parted, slicing across the peaks in your blouse, softly catching on your nipples before his warm palms slid over them again.

Feeling like a drunken sailor, you swayed in his lap. Trying to steady yourself, you extended the tip of your shoe to the floor, but Five nudged his knee into you with a little lift of his foot, his hands locking you in your seat to prevent your escape.

Plucking at you until your nipples were visible through the delicate fabric covering them, your small whines and the wetness spreading between your legs were met with his cocky grunt of approval.

“Five, there are dozens of people outside that door,” you said, shutting your eyes tight when he gave you a pinch.

“So,” he deadpanned.

The second you tried to get up again, he let out a growl, simultaneously biting into the crest of your shoulder, the feel of it all making your head roll back on your shoulders as your next broken moan filled his entire office.

“Never mind. Please don’t stop,” you breathed, as his magical lips pressed against the edge of your jaw.

“I wasn’t going to,” he shushed. “This is the most important thing I have left to do here, I say fuck these numbers you brought me. You’re the one who should’ve always been checking my math. My sole purpose now that I have you to do the brain work is fucking you.”

“Five,” you moaned as you shifted your weight on his thigh, desperate to relieve the pressure.

“Mmmm?” he replied.

“You are driving me crazy.”

“I know, but I need to get this baby inside you and seal this deal,” he insisted, kissing you with even more vigor, his mouth sucking at your skin as he moved his hand down between your legs, massaging your swollen folds through your underwear.

“Yes. I understand that but…but we maybe already did seal that deal,” you stuttered. “And if that really is what you are trying to do right now again anyway, it can’t be in here.”

With another quick nip at your throat, Five said, “This is my office, and I intend to use it in any way I please. I earned it, damn it!” 

“You did earn it,” you said with a breathy laugh, shifting your weight again, trying to turn towards him and put your feet on the floor. “But we should at least lock the door.”

“Stay put!” he barked, but it had no bite to it because he was trying to paint a silky line with his tongue along the shell of your ear.

Biting your lower lip next to distract you, flipping his hand out from under your skirt, Five pinched your firm nubs of flesh again, not with pain, but with shocking effect. You gasped as a burning jolt of electricity detonated between your thighs. 

“Please hurry,” you weakly begged him, the pressure of his knee under you both good and bad at that point.

His fingers gripped under your jaw, moving your face towards his. “There’s no hurry, honey. Daddy is the boss here and everyone knows about us anyway,” he whispered, velvety soft.

You opened your mouth to what, at this point, and with that daddy comment, you didn’t even know anymore, but Five was quick to cover your mouth, his index finger pushing your lips open.

“Suck it like you want to suck me,” he directed as his other hand moved up, slowly opening the buttons on your shirt, stopping when he had enough of them undone to get his hand inside.

“Just like that,” he softly hummed as he watched you caressing the length of his finger with your lips and tongue. Breathing in, his nose brushed along your hairline. “Such a good girl.”

Pulling his finger from your mouth, he reached under your skirt, his wet finger trailing up your thigh, nudging under your panties.

“God, I needed this,” Five adorable whimpered, his thumb pressing down on your pubic bone as his finger slipped inside you, slowly pumping in and out.

“Oh, oh-fuu-ah-kkkkk! Faster!” you helplessly yelped as you ground down your weight against his leg, your hips frantically jutting into his hand.

His finger pumped faster. “Come on, baby. Come for me,” he encouraged,

Your ability to formulate thoughts going all to hell, nothing but gibberish spilled from your mouth. “Mmmm-ahhh-fff, yyyy-e-sssss.”

Adjusting himself, spreading his legs wider to accommodate the tent his erection was making in his pants, he said, “More?”

“Yes,” you moaned.

The rhythm of his hand changed, and a second finger added to his thrusting while his thumb kept fondling your clit with enough pressure to make your head spin.

Gripping the front of Five’s vest in a lame attempt to ground yourself, he began placing a path of kisses along the side of your neck. “My heart beats for you,” he said, his voice deep with longing that matched the look in his worshipful eyes.

Your legs spread embarrassingly wide, the backs of your heels knocking against his shin, you rocked on his knee, your building climax pulsing to a roaring scream. Five kept going at it, not letting up the pace or intensity of his finger repeatedly hooking inside you, drawing out moan after moan.

Your eyes droopy, he grinned at you like this was the best thing he’d ever done while at work, which was ridiculous considering his desk was littered with all the plans he was putting in place to fend off any future apocalyptic events that could threaten the existence of humanity.

Blowing your mind and making you come so hard you couldn’t see straight was hardly important compared to all that, but he didn't seem to think so. He was so beautiful, you could have sat there all day, dreamy admiring the shape of his eyes and their soft lines of happiness, but when he withdrew his fingers, it shot you back into reality.

At the sound of Diego walking by, talking loudly, and Lila smart talking back at him, you instantly started to get up.

Smirking, Five got up too while sucking his newly freed digits in his mouth, licking them clean.

Weak with orgasmic afterglow, you pressed your face against his collar, contentedly breathing in his warmth. “Let’s go somewhere where I can take care of you,” you said, nuzzling him.

“I need you to take care of me right here, love. I have a good feeling about this spot,” he whispered.

You were crushed speechless all over again by the way Five called you love, but it wouldn’t have mattered anyway if you found a way to argue because his mouth molded to yours, opening it with the force of his kiss, so he could use his tongue to tangle and tease you into submission.

When Five did relinquish ownership of your mouth, it was only to spin you around, so your backside was facing him again. From there, he released you and started fumbling with his clothing, the sound of his zipper coming down just before the metal of his belt clanked to the floor.

You reached for the desk in anticipation, thinking he was going to lay you out, chest down over his mess of papers so he could fuck you from behind, but instead, his hand latched onto your waist as he pulled you back with him, towards his desk chair.

“Show me you love me the way I love you,” Five breathed, the back of his legs bumping his seat as his cock prodded between the legs.

You hesitated, not sure what you were supposed to do, so Five plopped himself down in his chair, clarifying when he said, “Sit down.”

The pointed toe of his dress shoe rubbed against the inside of your ankle, further making his intent known. His hands brushed along your thighs, lifting your skirt, then he pushed your panties down.

Reaching back, you put your hands on his armrests. Lowering your body, he stopped you short, hovering over him.

The heat of his length ran along, gathering the wetness he’d already drawn from you. His swollen tip moving back and forth had you holding your breath and the tightening coil of desire inside you clenching with renewed need.

After several more passes, Five lined himself up. “This time, I’m going to fuck you so deep, there’s no way my boys won’t be able to stick their landing.”

“Oh, my God, Five,” you laughed.

“Please, honey, sit down!” he frantically laughed back.

Smiling like a fool, you began to lower yourself over him again, but almost right away as he entered you, it felt like you were being impaled by the girth of his rock-hard shaft, and you had to stop. “Fi-fff -vvvv- ” you sputtered. “It’s too much like this I—”

“I know, just go slow, I’ve got you,” he said, sure to keep his hands under your bottom to support some of your weight.

Giving you all the time you needed, Five shifted back, his chair creaking from his weight. His hiss of satisfaction when your body took in more of his cock was met by your teeth stabbing into your bottom lip.

“Fuuuuuck…” Five groaned, echoing your silent sentiment exactly.

Forcing yourself to take it, adjusting your body down on him until you were sitting all the way down in his lap like he requested, you were shaking like a leaf.

His lips pressed under your ear. “I am hopelessly in love with you,” he whispered.

“Oh, Five,” your voice trembled as he buried his face against your neck.

“Fuck me,” he ordered in a maddingly cocky tone.

Knowing full well he was smiling, you started rocking your hips. Almost right away, to your delight, Five placed his hands over yours on his arm rests, his knuckles going white.

His breaths started to rush out of his mouth, moist against your throat. When you started bringing your body up and down, sliding his cock in and out, deep then shallow, he fell back, breathing a quiet chorus of profanities.

“You like that?” you cheekily asked, bouncing on his cock in a way that felt so good for you, you never wanted the feeling to end.

“Fuck yes I like it!” he groaned. “Why the fuck did I wait until today to make you sit on my dick like this. We should have been doing it this way, every day, three times a day!” 

Working your bottom up and down, taking him in and out, faster and faster, his head flopped back against his leather chair.

Smiling, just thinking about the fucked-out face Five was probably making, you said, “Five, I loved you even before I met you. There’s no one else in this world I love as much as you.”

“I can think of someone,” he groaned, “but I’m okay with that since that little charmer is going to be the son I am going to give you right now.” Kissing your shoulder, he grabbed you by the curve of your waist, pressing his fingers to your stomach, increasing the pressure inside you.

Jolted with each thrust of his hips meeting your ass, his hand at your waist lifted you up and down, allowing his cock to slide into you as deep as it would go.

“You’re mine now!” he growled.

His teeth sank into the crest of your shoulder blade.

“Oh, fuuuuuckkkk,” you cried, as he hummed his reverberated delight, his teeth marking you as if you weren’t already his.

Before the pain of his love bite became too much Five let go, his breaths coming fast as his sharp grunts. “Are you getting close? Because I can go at any time,” he huffed, ruthlessly railing you, his heels digging down on the floor as he thrust his hips up and down.

“Uh-huh,” you replied, unable to say more as you struggled to stay over him and not melt into a puddle of mushy bones in his lap. 

Your body shuddered, your breaths not enough. Your body reactively clamped down on his cock, repeatedly spasming. The second Five felt it, he filled you, his own body jerking and twitching as he erratically slowed to a stop and sank back in his seat.

His grip loosened as he let you down in his lap. His cock throbbing inside you, the final pulses of his release and the burning of your thighs overwhelming both your senses.

You were on fire, and the sweat on his brow proved that he’d just pushed himself to the point of glorious ruin too.

“I wasn’t expecting that when I came in here,” you quietly laughed, laying against him, your chest heaving with his as you reached back to run your fingers through his hair.

Just then, the door burst open. You jolted upright, but Five’s arm instantly flexed, refusing to let you off his lap.

“Hey, Five?” Luther said, stepping in the door, still looking behind him as he took the package one of the mail room staffers handed him as they whisked by. “Oh! Hey, guys,” he corrected, looking up, seeing you and nothing but the upper half of your bodies. 

Coming closer, thinking Five was just showering you with affection like he almost always was, Luther said, “Sloane wanted me to invite you to—"

He stopped mid-sentence, his eyes locked on the sight of his brother’s lap as it came into full view.

Your skirt was hiding the worst of it, but with Five’s pants tangled around his ankles, there was no way Luther couldn’t tell that he was imposing himself on you from behind. 

“What is going on!?” he yelled, covering his face with the cardboard box that had Five’s name on it. “Guys! We are at work! I mean… Wow this is not appropriate!”

“What is going on is, I’m working,” Five calmly informed him. “It’s a well-known fact that when doors are shut, it’s for a reason, so this one is on you. And sure. We would love to join you and Sloane for dinner. Thank you.”

Five’s chin came to rest on your shoulder as he cooly stared at his brother. 

When Luther just stood there, too shocked to move, Five gave him a much clearer dismissal. 

“Get the fuck out, jackass,” he said as sternly as he could make it sound, which wasn’t even remotely threatening because he was laughing as he said it.

Luther huffed a few more words of confusion, then, fumbling around blindly, he eventually made his way back to the door.

When you were alone again, Five grinned. “Would you like to go for another ride, my love?”

Chapter 10: Ad Infinitum

Less than a month later, Five moved in, taking center stage from Herb.

“It’s been said several times tonight by others,” he began as the lights shone down on him, all people who worked for him anxiously waiting to hear what he had to say, “but I am going to say it again because you deserve it from me.”

Five glanced your way, looking so handsome.

Sitting in the row behind him filled with other board members, your ankles were crossed, and your heads were neatly placed in your lap. You were doing your best impression of a dignified businesswoman who hadn’t just spent her afternoon with your back on his desk and your heels resting on his shoulders, but the second his eyes met yours, your flush gave you away.

Having lit you on fire with nothing but a happy quirk of his lip, Five turned back to the crowd. “I personally want to thank all of you for your hard work prior to me coming on as your Director and especially after. Without all of you, this place never would have happened,” he explained, drawing a small applause of agreement from the crowd. “The last few months have been hard, but I know that what we have accomplished is worth it and it will make a world of difference.” 

Five laughed softly, almost too quiet to hear, but it was very him, and with it, it was impossible not to fall for his charms.

“I mean that quite literally,” he chuckled. “The changes we have made will end up saving the world, probably many times over.”

It was no secret what you all did at The Commission and averting the end of days was sort of your thing, so that got quite a few laughs from his audience and Five nodded knowingly before moving on. 

“Whether you wanted to or not,” he continued, “by now, everyone here knows me in some way or another, and I’ll be the first to admit, I don’t make knowing me easy. I am an asshole and always have been, so sorry about that.” 

Five made the motion of physically shrugging that off and that got more laughter filling the large auditorium.

His warm smile grew a little more.

“I’m an asshole, and I am working on it, just ask the very patient woman I hired to keep me in-line. I’m a work in progress, and probably always will be,” he joked.

He pressed the palms of both his hands on the slanted surface of the podium, a prominent line forming between his dark eyebrows. 

“Long ago, I made a horrible mistake, and I continued to make many more mistakes after that, and I paid for it, and my family paid too, over and over. The last thing I wanted to happen were the things that did.” 

Five paused, his pained gaze directing downward as a loose lock of his hair fell, concealing the sadness in his eyes.

“But,” he said, forcing his voice to sound brighter again as he looked up, “It’s time to move on and look to our future.”

His lips pulled to the side. 

“As we all know, I’m wrong a lot.” He sniggered at himself. “I couldn’t fix all of this on my own and I never should have tried.”

He turned and winked at you and your face instantly lit up and your heart skipped a beat.

“Everyone here is a family,” he said, still looking at you. “We are a team, and we will never stop fighting as one, but The Temps Aeternalis was never meant to be an organization that only preserved life,” he insisted, looking back towards the lights. “We are here to live it to its fullest with the people we love. That’s what makes us human. That’s the real reason we are here. To support that idea.”

Five looked over to his right at the rest of the board members, his eyes landing on Lila and Diego.

Seeing that Five was ready for them, Lila pushed herself up, giving him one of her overdone eye rolls and a hand at her mouth, intentionally drawing attention to her big, bored yawn as she approached. Behind them, Diego stood up too and began nervously shuffling his papers with his back turned to the audience.

At Five’s side, Lila smiled. “That was one hell of a speech. Sure took long enough, you old sap,” she complained, but Five merely smiled back at her equally affectionately, not taking the bait to verbally spar with her.  

Knowing that it would drive her nuts, he swept in, pulling Lila in for a big hug, smooshing her to his chest. Lila’s arm quickly found its way around his back, holding him just as tight. 

“I still think that you are a little piss-pot, you know that, right?” she whispered, while trying to hide that she was getting choked up by rubbing her runny nose all over on the arm of his suit jacket.

“I know how much you love me, and stop wiping your boogers on me,” Five said, scowling at her but it was so fake even the people in the back row knew it.

He pulled away, but not before giving her his pocket square. Then he leaned into the mic moving along to an epic finish.

“I am truly honored that you all entrusted me to make this organization into something in the end that we can all be proud to be a part of, and going forward I look forward to working with you all in a much less hands-on capacity.”

As murmurs from those who didn’t see this coming filled the room, his brother stepped up behind him and Five dropped a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it reassuringly.

Diego looked nervous but Five knew he was ready for this. Like so many things they were taught to think by Reginald that were wrong, Diego was never a second to anyone.

He was a leader and always had been, and his well-timed words of advice when it came to seeing things clearly with you would always mean the world Five.

When the votes came in, he was not at all surprised to see that Diego came in at the top to replace him. Diego was a perfect choice to shake things up around there and Five looked forward to stepping back in from time to time to watch his brother in action.

Hearing Diego take a long breath while he enthusiastically shook himself like he was about to spring into a scuffle, fists swinging like a boxer in the ring, Five’s proud, and somewhat exasperated smile got even bigger.

He looked back out over the podium.

“I am officially stepping down, and so is our Co-chair. Thanks to her, I’m going to be a daddy, and I can’t live another day with taking a little time away to enjoy that miracle with her,” he declared, giving everyone the good news.

The entire crowd stood and started giving their departing Director and you a standing ovation filled with excited whistles.

“It’s about time for that vacation,” Klaus yelled through his cupped hands with Viktor next to him, much less boisterous but equally thrilled in his enthusiastic clapping.

Motioning for the room to quiet but getting little back other than more clapping and shouts of encouragement, Five proudly said, “It is my honor to give you, Diego Hargreeves, our new Director, and his second in command, or first, however you want to look at it, your Co-Chair, Lila Hargreeves.”

Stepping aside, with a wave of his hand, motioning for Diego to take the mic, the echo of clapping didn’t stop and neither did the calls of well wishes for both the amazing man walking away, and the one trying and failing to get them to calm down.

Coming back to his empty seat next to yours, Five took your waiting hand into his, holding it tight as he whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” you mouthed back, smiling so hard it hurt.

As you stood together, cheering for Diego, it finally sunk in for Five.

This was it. The reason for it all.

Finally, he could start living life as he wished, and he couldn’t wait to do it with you by his side and his new baby boy in his arms.

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[little-forest-goblin]

My Lover in the Cottage

Synopsis: Five finally got that retirement he wanted. He finally was able to pack his things and move to the countryside but what he didnt expect was to come upon the love of his life.

Warnings: Angst, spicy scenes, Crazy obsessed ex, slight violence, teeth rotting fluff, bad grammar

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Finally.  

Five finally got his retirement. He moved to the countryside, the beautiful land surrounded by plants, farms and fresh air. He of course didn't move too far away to be close to his family but far enough from the city. Far away from the life that has caused more harm than it ever did good.

His car pulled up on the dirt road and up the driveway. He turned off the car and grabbed his car keys and shoved them into his pocket and got out of the car and took a good look around breathing deeply in the fresh air. He closed the car door and went up to the house door and unlocked it. It was beautiful and comfortable and just…him. 

Over a course of a few weeks he enjoyed unpacking and settling his things into the house that he carried from the academy into place. He had to go to furniture stores to get items and it was an odd new adjustment being able to buy his own furniture that he liked. It overwhelmed it at one point and he couldn't even get through the door before he turned around and went back into the car and left to go home.

After a day he got to the furniture store and gave himself a pep talk before going into the store. He had to or he might break down. Once he got in he found it wasn't as scary as he thought. His house now was full of the items he liked and the decor he wanted. He wont show it but he was very proud of himself. He rewarded himself by going to a nice cafe in the nearest town and getting a chocolate croissant. 

After he had his house finished and furnished it the way he wanted he busied himself with things outside. Watering plants he bought from a nearby garden center or starting up a vegetable garden behind the house. He found that he did not have the greenest thumb out there. In the apocalypse the ground was dry as hell and all the water he got or found mattered and not meant to be wasted. 

He was really trying to grow vegetables which he did a lot of reading up on. He got okay with it but it was only a little bit where he would find a good cucumber or good tomato. 

Soon though loneliness began to creep up. Don't get him wrong, he loved his home. He loved that he could walk out onto the porch and find fresh air and beautiful clear skies but he didn’t talk to many people out there. He got himself caught up in his own business and things to be done that he didn't think to make friends. 

One morning he woke up and he felt a shift in the air and this time it wasnt a sinking feeling of impending doom. It was the feeling of something new was bound to happen. He tried not to get his hopes up. He sat up and looked at the clock to find that it was 11:25 am. His schedule was out of whack. Too many late nights leading to too late of waking. 

He went out of his room and into the kitchen immediately going to the coffee machine. He waited and listened to the coffee machine dripping coffee into the cup. He had gotten one of those fancy coffee machines for that decent cup of coffee he has long desired for. He looked around at the same four walls he remembered well now. The same floor and ceiling and same window placement. The silence that came with it was buzzing in his ears next to the same sound of the coffee machine. He sighed and closed his eyes, his head falling back against the wall. That feeling of loneliness close to pulling him under. 

Suddenly from outside on the front porch landed a white wild dove on the railing. It made its call snapping five out of his lonely daze and made him look to the open window where the dove was. Just then on the dirt path outside a beautiful woman on a bike peddled by. Her dress skirt gently flowing as she peddled by. He was caught off guard for a minute cause he hasn't seen anyone come down that path except for occasional cars. The dove flew off the porch and towards her and landed on the ground making her gasp and suddenly stop her bike making her fly over the handlebars into the dirt. 

This put five into alarm. A protectiveness he didn’t understand came over him and he was out the door and down the porch and making his way to her “Miss are you alright?” 

[Your POV] 

You had gotten up and ready for the day. You had watered your plants and feed your chickens. You threw on a dress and was out the door and on your bike. You had headed down to a path that went into a clearing in the forest where you frequented on a occasion to get giant edible puffball mushrooms. Your basket on the front of the bike had two giant puffball mushroom all wrapped in red and white picnic cloth. You were on a happy high doing something you liked to do.

You had been alone in your cottage for a couple years. You busied yourself too much to actually ever face your loneliness. You made yourself busy enough so you didn't have to think about it. So you could fall asleep easily. 

You yourself moved out of the city too. You had a number of reasons as to why you moved out of the city. You've been living in a shitty one bed one bath living off of a convenience store wage. Your boyfriend, Marcus, at the time that was your highschool sweetheart had been unemployed and couldn’t hold a job if it depended on his life. The final straw with Marcus was when you came home from work and found him in bed with who you thought was your best friend for life. 

Once you questioned him after kicking your ex-best friend out if you found he has not only cheated with her in you guys own bed but with others including your own sister, trisha. You kicked him out of your apartment. You tried blind dating for a while. Some girls, some guys some theys but none ever turned serious. You were behind on rent and your boss kept riding your ass to do a better job. 

The final straw was the day after a particularly bad date and your boss called you into his office and said he can raise your pay if you on the occasion give him a little “Stress relief” he liked to call it. You immediately quit the job on the spot. You were not about to stay in a toxic work environment and on top of that deal with a creepy boss who makes the environment toxic. There was no way in hell. 

You got home setting your purse on the table a little too hard for your liking. You didn't have much to eat in the fridge other than some boxed pre cooked pasta from the store. You got that started up. You saw your mail box keys on the counter next to the microwave . You realized you haven't checked your mail in a long time. God the mailman must hate you. 

You took your keys and just like the day decided it was gonna get worse it was pouring rain. And when you say pouring you meant that in the lightest way possible. It was thundering and the tree’s were shaking. You quickly got to the mailbox and opened it up and no surprise was there a heaping pile of mail in the box. You quickly went to the staircase. The winds picking up even more, almost knocking you on your ass. you held onto the railing and made it down the hall, the wind whipping as you protected your mail. As you walk by a door a neighbor came out, a nice old lady peeked her head out almost in a panic

“What are you doing out here girl?!” she called out to almost inaudible over the wind

you looked at her holding your mail against your chest “I had to get my mail! What's going on?!” 

the old lady called over the wind again “It's a tornado baby! They just called it over the news!”

well no wonder you didn't know. you don't listen to the news. you looked out and in the far off distance you saw it swirling.

The old lady waved her hand trying to usher you inside “Come on baby come on!”

you hurried to her apartment where she led you to the bathroom where you and her got to her closet. The wind howled and yelled. You could hear that the front door to her apartment was blown open. The old lady soon said they were in the clear cause she was the only one with a phone. You stepped out of the closet thanking the old lady over and over. Until you went home seeing the damage outside hell even a car was flipped over. 

You got to your apartment and you went to your kitchen in a daze and ate your now cooked pasta. you got ready for bed and once you sat down on your bed you broke down crying. Today has been a shitty fucking day you needed to cry it out. You cried yourself to sleep. When you woke up you headed to the kitchen and made coffee. You watched as the coffee dripped into the pot and you looked at your mail and picked it up going through it until you got a letter from..your grandma? you haven't heard from her for almost a while

You tore that open and read the letter. Your grandma died and she passed you on the cottage she lived in along with her money. 

So that's how you got here. Your grandma died and passed you on to her home and money. You mourned and uprooted your life to live there. You got your income by growing vegetables, fruits and herbs from the garden and selling half to the market in town. 

Now here you are. You fell over your bike and your puffballs on the ground, your bike on its side and you with a couple cuts. You did not feel alright to say the least. “Yeah, i got a few cuts but i think i'm alright”

You saw him approach. He helped you up and looked at your scraped up palms “That dove got in the way, scared me good”

he nodded as he looked down at your scraped up bloody knees “Yeah he did. Jesus christ that doesn't look good”

you looked down to your own knee’s seeing that he was right. They did not look good. “Yeah no they didn't.”

He offered to help patch you up which you were gonna protest but he insisted. He didn't give off the vibe as someone who wanted to kill you. You needed some sort of interaction anyway so you agreed.

He took you inside and to his bathroom to get your knees and palms all fixed up. He sprayed antibacterial on the cuts and bandaged them up. You were grateful and thanked him

It was silent for a minute as yall moved to his kitchen where he prepared coffee for you. The light dripping noise could be heard along with deafening silence. It didn't bother you too much since you’ve gotten used to it after being alone for so many years. Five finally broke the silence.

“So where’d you come from? I’ve never seen you before.” he said as he got some creamer out, holding it up silently asking if you wanted creamer. 

You nodded and spoke as he added creamer “I live down the road near the forested area”

he looked to you confused as he set the coffee cup down in front of you and sat across from you “You live down there? But I've driven a bunch of times and I've never seen a house by the wooded area.”

you smiled “When you come up on the fork in the road do you go past the bridge or have you been taking the other way?”

His eyes widened and he chuckled “I'm assuming you live past the bridge?”

you sipped your coffee “Yes i live past the bridge”

you and him laugh for a second till you both calm into a silence that this time wasn't so awkward. It was oddly comfortable for two people that just met. 

Eventually you and him went back outside to pick up your bike and mushrooms. He had picked up one of them and looking at them with intrigue

“Jesus what the hell are these things?” he said turning the giant puffball in his hands

you turned to him as you picked up your bike off the ground “Its giant puffball mushrooms. They're edible if you know what to look for.” 

He nodded and set them in your basket. You got onto your bike balancing yourself so as to not fall “Thank you for patching me up. I really appreciate it.”

He nodded and smiled softly, those dimples softly showing on his cheeks that gave him this boyish charm “Yeah i couldn't just leave you there a crumple of limbs. The least I could do was fix you up.”

You nodded and looked down the dirt path where your home is and back to him “How come I've never seen you around?” 

He sighed “I just moved in a few weeks ago. I've been busy setting up my house and garden. I only had a few items to my name at the time”

You nodded. You could sorta relate. A lot of your items were taken by Marcus, your ex, when you kicked him out that he thought he was entitled to. You didn't have a lot of money with minimum wage so you didn't buy your items back. At the time you sometimes wonder why you didn't call the police to get your items back. You guess you just wanted to cut him from your life entirely. 

Five looked you over. You were very pretty. Your floral dress hugged you just right but the skirt was flowy so it gently lapped in the wind when you rode your bike or on a breezy day. The dress was a little ruined by dirt stains when you fell off your bike but surely it would come out easily. He thought back to how alone he is. How cut off he was. Sure he liked his retirement but he has been alone for 45 years and that was enough for him. He liked his privacy but he needed people too. Before he could even think he blurted out “Maybe we can talk some other time, hang out or something you know?” 

He felt stupid just as he said it. He felt embarrassed and desperate.

You looked at him and thought for a moment. You thought about how alone you were in your own cottage. It was lovely to live in it and go about your hobbies and daily tasks but you were alone. You immediately pushed the thought away. You didn't wanna think about it. “I guess you can come around if you want” you tried to sound indifferent at the thought of him coming around but something in you almost begged for him to come around.

He felt a sort of tug at him telling him despite the slight indifference in your tone that you wanted him around. He didnt wanna intrude but you did say he could come around “yeah…yeah…”

There was an awkward silence after a while until you got onto your bike properly “well ill see you around, five.”

“Yeah yeah you too” he watched you pedal away down the dirt path. A small kick up of dirt and dust trailing behind you. His eyes wouldn't allow him to look away until she was physically not able to be seen. His heart did a soft pitter patter in his chest. He couldn't understand this pull he had to you but it was undeniable. He made his way back up onto his porch and inside his home. He went and sat down at his table across from where you used to sit. He sighed and sipped his minimal but now cold coffee. He looked over and saw in your spot where you sat was a silver necklace that had a locket on it. He picked it up and examined it. He certainly did not own a necklace so it must be yours. Now he had an excuse to go to your place.

For a few days he procrastinated. His nerves getting the best of him. He knew you probably missed it. He eventually gathered his nerves and went into his car and drove down the dirt road. He was gonna give up at some point until he remembered to go past the bridge. He carefully passed the rickety bridge and went down the road until he came upon the cottage on the edge of the forest. It was very beautiful. It had a nice fence around it with a gate and stepping stones that led to the door. Vines growing up the walls and rose bushes along the edge of the fence. There was a line for drying cloth and items. On the side of the house was a garden box and on the other was a chicken coop. Some of the chickens were out doing what chickens do. His eyes went soft. It was nice and felt comfy.

He parked the car outside the cottage and got out, locket in hand. He was pulled from his thoughts when he saw you coming out from behind the house holding a feisty chicken and carrying it back to the chicken coop. He could hear you scolding the chicken. 

“Damn it ginger! I’ve told you multiple times you cant be going out of the yard like that. This isn't like chicken run. I'm not going to make you into pot pies!” you put her back down in the general area of the coop and sighed and petted her “what am i gonna do with you, girl?”

He chuckled softly at the sight and he looked at the locket in hand and he finally approached gently opening the gate and stopping next to you. He cleared his throat causing you to look up at him. He looked a little awkward, his free hand scratching the back of it. “Hey”

“Hey” you stood up looking at him “I didn't think you’d actually come around” 

He chuckled “Yeah. i…i had to.” he held up the locket “You left this at my place” and handed it to you

your eyes widened and you gasped “oh my god i thought i lost it forever! Where was it?” and she took it from him looking at the locket

“It was at the table when you left. I completely forgot to bring it to you” he knew he shouldn’t have lied and fessed up that he was scared and nervous as all hell. 

You looked at him “thank you, it's very important to me.”

“If you don't mind me asking why’s it important to you?” 

You looked up at him away from the locket “It was my grandma. She wore it all the time. It used to have a picture of her and grandpa in it but when she died she gave it to me.” you looked back down at the locket. “She didnt like a lot of the family but she loved me a lot. A lot of our family was not exactly great people and a lot of them wanted the cottage because it is worth a lot. She didn't want it to be sold and she knew none of them were gonna ever listen so she passed it to me. I'm glad she did. I loved this place just like she did” you were silent for a minute you felt stupid cause how desperate were you for someone to be around and to confide in that you told your business to a complete stranger “i'm sorry i started rambling i-” you looked up at him and where shocked to find that he was staring at you adoringly and in wonder

He was so enamored with you at this point. Your eyes gave a sort of twinkle when you talked about your life and it made his heart pound. When you noticed the look you blushed softly, a little taken off guard by his look of adoration. “Wh-whats the look for?”

He shook his head, snapping himself out of it “nothing! I just think that you're…interesting.” That was the very least. The word he wanted to use was incredible. You were incredible to him and that was rare cause he has seen some incredible things in his time on this earth but you…you were something else new. Something new he wanted to experience all the time.

You swallowed hard. This feeling that you haven't experienced for a couple years was messing with you and you didn't want to let it go but you didnt wanna put yourself in that position either or give that idea. You steered the conversation in a completely different direction “Hey do you wanna come see my garden box? You mentioned back at your place that you were having some gardening issues. Maybe I can give you some tips?”

He nodded that he wanted that very much. He wanted to spend time with you some more. He was confused by you steering the conversation away but he wasn't gonna push it “yeah actually that would be greatly appreciated. If my garden could talk i think id get depression from the insults it would throw at me” 

You laughed a little and led him to the garden boxes. Once there he saw your garden full of fruits and vegetables of all kinds. Bell peppers of all colors and big tomatoes are just about ready to be plucked from their plant. Raspberry bushes are beautifully red and blueberries that you can smell right from the plant and so much more.

“Wow you have an amazing garden. Are you a natural at gardening or did you also have to do some trial and error?” he said whilst crouching down looking at your plants

“It took a lot of work, let me tell you but it was all worth it in the end” you smiled at him as he looked at your garden in both wonder but also seeming to analyze it trying to see what he had to do to make himself better. What made your garden tick?

You chuckled “do you want me to tell you how to make yours just as good?”

He looked at you “god please my garden is begging from here”

You smiled and led him to your shed in the back of your cottage. You opened it up and ushered him inside

“Your not gonna kill me and bury me in your garden as plant food right?” he joked

You laughed “what?! No!” you headed to a corner where a bag was “speaking of plant food this brand of fertilizer is really good for making your plants grow. It's also cheap.” 

He nodded and looked at you as you explained and talked to him about what was best for gardens and plants. You looked so in your element it was beautiful. His eyes never left you just staring. If he didnt believe in soulmates he sure as hell might now cause god he didnt wanna let you go even though you guys just met. It wouldn't be realistic if he said he was in love.

You were very aware of his eyes on you and it made you nervous. It made you sweat a little. Your heart patterning in your chest at a beat that you didn't want too. It wasn't helping that he looked so handsome. His style of clothing bordering between this odd mix of a young man in his 20’s and a old man who has lived a long life. It was odd but suit him so well. It was a style all him. 

After you guys talked about gardens you and him went inside. It was hot and you and he needed an ice cold drink. 

“Sit down anywhere i'll get you something to drink. What do you want? Water? lemonade? juice? i have a little whiskey my grandma kept for grandpa before he passed but considering your driving i really dont think thats a good idea” you looked over at him

he thought for a minute and before he could think he blurted out “I can stay the night” he felt stupid immediately once again

your eyes widened. You were a little shocked but everything in your body wants him to stay but your heart and mind battle on a constant. “Yeah…yeah. That sounds great”

he felt relief flood him. You got two glasses with ice and put some whiskey in the glass and brought them over and handed him a cup. He took a sip and his brow raised “Oh that's pretty good. Your grandpa had good taste”

you smiled and didn't sip the whiskey “Yeah it was his favorite brand. He drank a glass occasionally. Me personally i don't like whiskey”

he nodded “How come if you don't mind me asking?”

you smiled and looked at him away from the glass “I don’t exactly like drinking things that feel like gasoline in my throat”

He laughed at that. You and him talked for what felt like hours. You had only sipped the whiskey so as to not have your throat burn but as you got more and more into your system you got more tipsy. You and him ended up in the kitchen raiding your poor pantry for snacks.

After some time you guys were going to sleep. You chuckled. You both had a bit to drink.  a bit meaning a lot. Whatever grandpa drank was STRONG. You tried to push him to the guest bedroom laughing “Five you gotta sleep there!”

he shook his head “No no to hot!” he hiccuped and latched onto you “Ill…ill sleep in your room. I'm sure it's cooler” he said his O’s all drawn out and his best cool voice.

You and him ended up in your bedroom in the bed. you whined “It's too damn hot!” you went and pulled off your dress and went to your closet you looked at five “No peeking!!!”

he hiccuped and turned around “i'm not! I'm not!”

You ended up in shorts and a tank and crawling into bed. He pulled off his shirt and was laying next to you. He looked at you as you guys laid down. Even in his drunken mind there was this sense of peace being laid there with you. His eyes couldnt and wouldnt dare to leave you. Even in your drunkenness you were so pretty.

Little did he know next to him the same thoughts were running through her freely drunken mind. Her heart softly pounding in her chest slowly syncing to his own was the only thing she heard in her ears. His hair falling onto the pillow with grace and his soft but intense green eyes that were like piles of lush shrubbery. 

you and him were pulled to each other like a magnet, your drunken minds letting how you feel be open and up in the air. You both cuddled into each other despite having just complained of feeling hot. It felt better to feel hot than to be apart.

In the morning you and he woke with a pounding headache but both of you were sober now. You opened your eyes and looked over at him. You gasped and fell out the bed seeing him shirtless

he shot up in a panic “What?! what?!”

“What did we do last night?! you're shirtless!” you looked at him panicked. He looked at himself panicked and to you and he let out a sigh “Your clothed”

you looked at yourself and laid back on the floor letting out the biggest sigh of relief “Oh thank heavens!”

After the initial scare they got some coffee. I have a bad headache. She grabbed some ibuprofen and got glasses of water “Here. This is a must” 

he looked over and he made a sound of relief “Oh god you must be a personal angel”

you blushed and chuckled a little at that. You and him took the ibuprofen and downed a glass of water. you and him relaxed the rest of the day. You insist he stays so that he can rest up.

After that you and him were almost inseparable. You and him kept eachother company and made each other's lonely world brighter. You taught him the ways of gardening and keeping chickens and soon his garden was as gorgeous as yours. The thought of keeping him away to protect your heart was out the window faster than you could blink. You guys spent time together whether it was going out or staying at home. 

Today He came into your house. The door was unlocked. Nobody really visited you except for him so you didn't bother locking it. You looked over from the kitchen as you were sipping some lemonade you made 

“Are you still on for today?” you sipped your lemonade and watched him approach the kitchen

“Yeah yeah you already ready?” he looked down at your pretty blue dress and back at you

you nodded “Mhm. We’re taking the bikes instead of the car”

he smiled and leaned against the wall “Ah ah ah not so fast, princess, you forget you only have one bike”

you smirked “Incorrect, genius.”

He looked at you confused as you set your cup down and excitedly led him outside to your shed where you opened it up to reveal a new bike. His eyes widened. You got it for him.

Later you and him were flying down the path to the small town nearby. You laughed as he really got into his new bike. He looked at you and watched as you laughed, your hair whipping in the wind and your dress flowing softly with it. He could never look away if he wanted to.

Later you and him are in the grocery store. You're both in the baking aisle. You and him planned to make cookies together, a fun activity the two of you decided to do on a whim. The problem was you guys forgot the recipe back at the cottage.

You and him stood in front of the different extracts eyeing them up to see which kind the cookies were again.

He finally piped up “I think its classic vanilla”

you furrowed your brows looking to him “No i'm pretty sure its maple”

he scoffed “Than you should get your eyes checked”

your head snapped to his “my eyes?! you couldn't hardly see the chicken feed!”

“that was different!” he proclaimed 

“different? different how!?” you put your hands on your hips looking at him

“You hid them! You hid them in your stupid shed! he huffed

You little- It was right in front of your face!” you all but yelled

you and him throughout the store though it may seem like fighting but it was actually bickering and it was all playful. You and him had fun like this. You bickered and argued. You laughed and had fun together. 

Later when you guys got home you and him were baking the cookies together. You ended up in a flour fight after he got flour all over your shirt. 

“Damn it, five holds still!!” you laughed and dodged a pile of flour being hurled at you

“what? no! I'm not gonna stand there and let you cover me in flour!” he sputtered when he caught a facefull of flour. He counteracted with another handful

You dodged looking to where the pile landed which was all over your stove. You turned to him “Ha! you mi-“ wrong-o. He caught you in the face with flour

He was laughing. You laughed and got up to him and tried to pour flour down his shirt.

“No wait! agh!” he laughed and tried to keep away. He fell to the flour covered kitchen floor. He grabbed you trying to pull you down with him “If i go down you're going down!”

you laughed and tried to keep standing “No you evil bastard! no!!!” you ended up on the floor with him laughing and playfully wrestling until he rolled you over and had you on your back his hands pinning yours beside your head as he straddled you 

“Ha!”

you laughed and tried to struggle to try and pin him but it was no use. You huffed and looked up at him. It took you a few minutes to realize the position you both were in but when you realized what was going on your face grew hot and red. He seemed to notice what was going on and soon his face followed in pursuit. you both began to lean in close almost like you were pulled by a magnet telling you to close the distance. your mouth began to feel dry and your heart was running too fast for your liking. Five's heart was screaming at him to close the distance, take your lips with his. Your lips a hair away about to touch.

It was interrupted by a certain smell. No it wasn't yours or his breath. It smelt like…burning? you looked at him with knitted brows “Do you smell that?”

he lifted his head and sniffed at the air “Yeah what the hell is that actually” 

your eyes widen and look over the stove. You and him had put butter in a sauce pan to brown for the cookies. Flour got into the stove and so the stove was up in flames. “OUR KITCHEN!”

he looked up “Oh shit!” he got up off of you. He was with you frantically searching for something to smother the fire. He tried to ignore his heart that stuttered when you said our. 

“Baking soda! where's my baking soda!”

he scrambled around “Isn't it usually in the cupboard?!” 

you opened it and grabbed it and dumped it on the flames making the flames go down and extinguish. 

you and him were left in a silence just processing until he began to laugh. You looked at him. His face scrunched in laughter. Joy present across his face. She blushed at his beautiful face until she began to laugh with him.

Later in the day when it was dark he stepped out of the cottage. He turned to you “I had a lot of fun baking with you today, y/n” 

you smiled and stepped out onto the porch with him “I did too, five. We should do it again sometime”

he smiled back “Yeah” he noticed a streak of flour still on your cheek. You and him had washed up after the flour fight. You must’ve caught a stray streak. his hand came to your cheek and held it, his thumb wiping away the flour “There we go, all better.”

you kept your gaze on him. You and his hearts raced as one. His face leaned closer to yours tilting lightly. “can…can i?”

you swallowed “yes” you softly said. 

His breathing turned to soft pants. His body after all this time was screaming to take you but he had to be sure “Are…are you sure? i want you to be sure”

you quickly nodded, taking his other hand into yours “Please…” 

with that his lips met yours. Your lips moving in time with his. When lips parted your tongue met each other in a gentle dance. Soft moans of delight, desire, wanting and pleasure filled the space of the porch. 

you gently backed up onto the wood railing of the porch letting yourself be trapped in. His free hand going to the wood railing to keep you in. your arms traveled around his neck as you kissed him back. It slowly got more heated and the kissing became more desperate. His hands went to your waist pulling you closer to him. He backed up back to the door of your cottage and reluctantly pulled one hand away and opened it up. His hands flew to go back to your waist.

Once inside he was quickly bringing you to the bedroom where he laid you down his kisses going to your neck which had you moaning. Your hands went into his hair tangling in the beautiful chocolate locks. one of his hands traveled from your waist to your leg gently hoisting it up around his own hips encouraging you to wrap them around him which you happily obliged in pulling him closer. 

Throughout the night his hands traced your body commiting you to memory. His lips touched every piece of skin he could have. His words were honeyed and full of praise and I love you’s. You eagerly returned your words whispering your devotion and love to him. Your own hands traced his body going under his shirt to feel him. Your own lips connected with his neck returning hickies he placed upon you. 

Panting and soft moaning was the soundtrack of the night. 

In the morning the sun poked in through the curtains. Your eyes opened softly and you looked over to five to find that he was also up. He smiled and rolled over to look at you “Goodmorning, baby”

you smiled and looked up at him “Goodmorning, handsome.” he leaned down and kissed you sweetly which you happily returned. 

You and him went to the kitchen to get coffee and make breakfast. As you made coffee he came up from behind and wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his face in your neck

you smiled closing your eyes leaning back into him enjoying his comfort as he peppered chaste kisses on your neck. 

For a long time you guys' relationship went steady. It was going well. Nights and days full of love, trust, care, comfort and companionship. Until one day one event will shake the very foundation of your relationship. 

Five were out at the store getting an ingredient you guys forgot to get for the meal that was being prepped tonight. Once he got the item he needed he headed to the checkout but stopped when he saw the flower display case. He smiled and headed over. He picked up a bouquet arrangement that had beautiful orange, red and purple flowers in them. They smelled sweet and fresh and he knew he had to get them for you.

He checked out and headed home. The entire time there was this gut feeling that kept arising like something was wrong. He tried to chalk it up to nerves but it got worse. He picked up speed in the legal limit he could go. 

Once he got there he noticed a car out front he didnt recognize. He also noticed the front door cracked open. Suddenly in his mind the bouquet he got you looked like funeral flowers. He felt like he wanted to puke. He quickly parked the car and got out hearing sounds of a struggle inside. He ran into the house to find you trying to keep away from none other than your ex marcus.

When you left Marcus after he cheated he started to spiral because he couldn't support himself and he had no one else to take care of him but you for the longest time did. He regretted his choice and became obsessed with you. He found your place of residence and came to see you.

Five were stunned for a minute. One side of your shirt was ripped revealing one side of your bra. His vision went red when he saw Marcus grab you. He was by your side in seconds yanking Marcus off you and slamming him into a wall causing a crack in the plaster. “DONT YOU EVER FUCKING TOUCH HER AGAIN!!!”

Marcus was scared shitless he wasn’t expecting that you had a new lover. When Marcus tried to struggle to get to you five did not hesitate to beat the shit out of him just till he could no longer move until the cops arrived. 

Once the cops arrived and did some questioning and all that other stuff they arrested marcus. 

He held you close whispering that you're safe and it's gonna be okay as you cried into his shoulder. 

Later that night you were on the front porch just looking out at the night time as the fireflies lit up in different colors. Five came out  gently closing the door so as to not scare you. He came up next to you leaning on the railing.

“How are you feeling baby?”

you didn't answer for a minute until a single tear fell down your cheek “I'm so sorry five. I shouldn't have opened the door i-“

he cut you off. He gently took your hand turning you to him holding your face between both his hands now “Don't you apologize for what he did. You didnt know he was there. You didn't know that he would break in and try to harm you. You didn't know he would trash the place. My love don't you apologize”

tears filled your eyes once more as you looked into his sincere ones. You held him close and buried your face into his chest. He wrapped you up in his embrace and led you inside. 

After a few days you were still jumpy after what happened but you got better. You were just lucky that Marcus never got to actually do anything to you. Five was there the whole time and soon you were back to your normal self. 

His beautiful girl was smiling as wide as she always did, your laugh was making his heart burn brighter and you even simply being there next to him made his love grow fonder.

>Fast forward a couple years<

You and him rode your bikes to a clearing in the forest. Your bike baskets full of Giant puffball mushrooms to take home. On both your fingers sat beautiful engagement rings. You and him laughed and played around within the clearing until you decided to go back home as the sunset created an orange sky up above. You rode out of the clearing down the dirt path through the forest. 

In the tree above you as you both passed by was the Dove. It made its coo and took flight to your house, ready to watch over a great love. 

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Hi guys! this one took me a while but i got it! more stories are on the way! i love you be safe put there 💋 😘

[little-forest-goblin]

Well hello there

[little-forest-goblin]

diego: are you okay?

five: *teary* yes

diego: *sincerely freaking out* what's wrong???

five: *shows him a photo of mr. pennycrumb with a tie on* he's very dignified

diego:

diego: man you scared the shit out of me

[little-forest-goblin]

Steve blackman i will never not have time to drag you you fucking bitch. You not only ruined a good show with your shitty choices for the fourth season and cut back 6 to 4 but you also blatantly ignored david castenada who tried telling you in the nicest way possible that that fuck ass choice of making a love triangle was uncomfortable and weird. I can't look at any of the interviewings for season 4 because I can feel this thick tension that is awkward between all of them. But lets not just talk about that lets talk about your fucking controversy that has just appeared of you allegedly making a toxic bullying work environment for your staffers. 12 anonymous people gave complaints to HR about your fucking behavior. You pitted staff against each other making an angry and untrustworthy working environment. Oh lets not also talk about the fact there were complaints of your ass making lewd remarks that people said were sexist, homophobic and transphobic. Elliot page praised you for your fucking handling of his characters transition but other sources say you also would praise your team and staff in public and than go behind there back and bully them in private you fucking two faced scumbag. You also would ice out your own fucking staff if they didnt fall in line with what you wanted or would blatantly get rid of them. How fucking power hungry do you have to be to do that shit. Lets not also forget that you were a bastard to a poor pregnant woman who didnt tell you she was pregant when she was hired and had to go on maternity leave so you failed to extend her contract because she didnt make it your business she was pregant you fucking creep. You gossiped and talked shit about your own staff but really you should praise them since they're there to help make this show run. Their there to make this whole operation not fucking crumple and you’d think you’d give them some sort of respect but you wanna act like a little bitch and whine and cry when you dont get your way and get called out when they dont wanna do something that is uncomfortable for not just them but everyone else. Let's also not talk about how you did not give proper credit to those who made scenes and stories for the show and took all that credit for yourself. Your a fucking piece of shit that couldnt come up with your own ideas so you stole everyone else’s because your unoriginal and had nothing good to input within the conversation. On top of all that, I think people should check your computer because you had no problem making a creepy relationship between two vastly differently aged actors. Aidan Gallagher is freshly of age to depict mature romantic relationships within tv shows and you instead of finding someone who is more closely to his age you pick the actress that he GREW UP AROUND. HE WAS A CHILD WHEN THEY FIRST MET. But also fuck Aidans parens too for not maybe coming out and saying that this is fucking creepy. Maybe they where silenced and paid off to stay quiet but looking at Rob gallaghers creepy and controversial fucking behavior anyway, i dont think it took much for them to be silent. The fact that you deny any and all allegations of any of those claims and your representatives tried to save your ass steve and than there was a investigation which surprise sur-fucking-prise was less than comprehensive. You probably paid those investigators off to get off your ass and have your representatives scrambling so you don’t get cancelled and you keep lining your pockets with money that you probably stole from your staff too since you wanna steal their work. so might as well double it and give it back to yourself, right? . Fuck you and everything you stand for steve blackman you toxic, manipulative, predatory, creepy fucking bastard. Fuck you. 

[little-forest-goblin]

im about to at this point. im so close to dragging him its not even funny.

Steve blackman i hope you trip and fall for that shitty season with those shitty plot holes with those shitty choices and that shitty ending. Fuck you.

[little-forest-goblin]

Steve blackman i hope you trip and fall for that shitty season with those shitty plot holes with those shitty choices and that shitty ending. Fuck you.

[little-forest-goblin]

I'm Not going Anywhere

Request : Could you do a five hargreeves x reader story where the reader is a little reluctant to love again cause she has had one awful relationship after another

A/N : I did my best for this request, I hope you will like it ! I felt like this was my own life I put into it and what I would like to ear from my next partner. My last relations was... well exactly like reader. It made it easier to writhe about feelings and past experiences. I just changes some numbers in terme of time.

Also in french when we use Dating, it's not official Yet. Just to mention it since I think in english it's more official ? Idk

TW : None. ( Well Age Up Five, it happened during S4 But it's not really a TW )

You heard of the Hargreeves Family when you were younger. They were part of the Umbrella Academy, a home where all the kids had special powers, but you never saw any of them in action. You just saw them on TV or in comic books. You never really were a Fan of them or anything, you just knew they existed and they were special. The thought of having a super power crossed your mind sometimes, telling yourself you wanted to be like them too, but it was only childhood fantasies.

Now, things are different since you are an adult, but also since You started dating Five, a member of the umbrella academy. Never in your life this idea came to your mind, you even forget about them at some point, but there you are, in the middle of a child party where Five invited you. It was the birthday of her niece and all the others will apparently be there. 

At first you weren't sure to go. The idea of meeting all his family was something who freak you out. You were still in a dating stage after all and meeting his family mean He talked about you. As much as you would like to enjoy this feeling, it just made you nervous. 

You never really had chances in love in the last few years. You tried dating apps and as expected it was a flop. You met nice people on it, but no one who was worth to be your partner. Also, you didn’t use the dating app for good reason. At first it was to forget about your ex. You stayed together 6 months before he realised he liked you more as a friend than as a partner. It was a hard break up cause you felt a deep connection with him. You felt safe, you didn’t feel like you were bothering him, even in complete silence. It took you three years to get over him, since you agreed to stay friends. You accepted because you hoped he will come back to you, but it never happened. Those years break you somehow. But you managed to get over it and when you felt good with yourself, behind a single, you met a guy, out of nowhere. He was at a party your friend organised. He was good looking, funny, nice to you, you had a great time talking about many different things, you had many things in commun. 

You made the first move, asking him out for a date and he gladly accepted. You dated for two months, it wasn’t that much, but when he said it would not work, that was too much for you. You were so sick of this, everytime you allow yourself to be happy, to accept that maybe this person could be the one, it looks like you jinx yourself. You get to the point where maybe you don't deserve to be loved ?

And now, here you are, dating Five Hargreeves. This time, you haven’t asked him out. He was the one who did it first, if you can consider he asked you. Not long after the last guy you dated dumped you, your friend forced you to go out in a nightclub to help you change your mind. That’s where you met five. 

Having no fun, you just left your drunk friend on the dancefloor with another group of friends she bumped into when you entered the place. Taking a seat at the bar you asked the barman for another drink. That’s where he stood, in the seat next to you, but you didn’t noticed until a guy with skinny jeans, short weavy hair and some tattoo in the hands come talk to him. 

«-Come on, five, come dance with us ! -Scram Klaus, i’m just here to be sure you will go home safe tonight.  -Ah, you’re no fun.»

The named Klaus looked at you and smiled before approaching you.

«-And what about you ? Care to join me for a dance ? -Hm, no thanks… I'm just waiting for my friends. -Argh.. another no fun one.»

He looked at the named Five 

«-A good match for you »

He left and you gave a look at five who were already looking at you. That’s how you start to talk. After that talk, he asked for your number and you just gave it to him. You didn’t expect anything anyway, but he texted you in the next few days, asking you out for dinner.

That’s how, six months later you found yourself here, surrounded by kids, noise and a drink Five got you. 

«-Thanks for being here. I honestly don’t know what I could have done without you.»

Even though he and his family go through many things,they didn’t get along that well and you guessed it made Five nervous. You smiled and looked at his hand, not sure if you could take it. You know you can, but your brain alway screams you shouldn’t. 

You don’t have too much time to think about it, Five has already wrapped his fingers around yours and walked over a bunch of people. They all looked at you when they noticed Five, surprised to see him with someone.

«-Hey, everyone, this is… -The no fun one from the bar ! Klaus said quickly before Five even Finished his sentence »

Number 4 look at the other with a proud smile on his face

«-I told him that she will be a good match for him. Guess I was right. -Okey Klaus Shut up now, said Diego. Go On five. -Yeah, so as I tried to say, This is Y/N we … date. »

Five seem hesitant on that part. You're not official yet and you never discussed it so you shouldn’t be surprised by what he just said, but you couldn't help it. Somehow it hurt to hear that. But at the same time, it would have been more problematic if he had told you were Boyfriend and Girlfriend.

«-Just dating ? You are not even Official ? Asked Klaus, it’s been what»

He started to count but Five rolled his eyes.

«-I'm surprised you even remember that specific moment. »

It was a strange first family meeting, but you still had fun. All of his brothers and sister were nice to you and seemed happy Five finally could stand someone other than himself.

After the party, Five drive you home. You stayed silent in the car, unsure of how you felt. You had a nice moment and this guy seems perfect. Since you dated, he hasn't even kissed you yet, only holding your hand or cuddling you when you watch a movie. He sometimes gives you gifts or brings you out somewhere, alway paying despite all your attempts to pay for both of you. You just feel comfortable with him and somehow you fear to lose all of this and be left with some emptiness. You don’t want to build another wall all over again. 

When the car stop in front of your apartment, you felt Five finger slide on your cheeks to wip a tear. You didn’t realize you started crying. You blushed,embarrassed.

«-Oh my, I’m sorry I was in my head, you said as you quickly whip your tears away.»

Five turned off the car and looked at you as you tried to avoid any eye contact.

«-Is something happening tonight ? Or Have I done something to upset you ? He asked, gently. -No, not at all, you did anything wrong, it's just… me, I guess »

Five stayed Silent, waiting for you to continue, but nothing came out of your mouth. You didn’t want to bother him with your past experience, but you knew communication is something important in a relationship, so if at least he could be aware of your feelings, maybe you will feel better ?

Taking a deep breath, you start to nervously play with your fingers.

«-I’m just nervous. We get along so well, you are smart, nice, good looking, take good care of me, you are patient and tonight, i was happy to see your family. Bringing me there, even if it was because you didn’t want to go alone, meant a lot to me. But…»

You bit your bottom lips, still nervous. Tears start to flow from your eyes.

«-I don’t know. My last experience was terrible and left me with a broken heart. I took so much time to rebuild everything. After my last failure I promised myself to not fall in love easily, but you show up out of nowhere and I'm just afraid everything will fall apart. I can’t trust anything, this little voice in my head didn’t stop screaming that you will leave and say it will not work between us and I don’t want that.»

You couldn’t stop the tears. You were now a crying mess, barely able to breathe correctly. Five gently took your hand and turned your head to make you look at him as his thumb whipped the tears again.

«-I love what we have. I love your personality and passing time with you. So I don’t plan to leave you, this idea never crossed my mind. But I understand how you feel, cause somehow I feel the same. -You do ? … how ? What happened ? »

Five looked at your hand and gently caressed the top of it.

«-Well, after I left home at 13 I ended in 2019, where the first apocalypse happened. I saw my family, my home and everything around me had disappeared. I was completely alone. I passed the next years like this until the handler found me. But I had Dolores…she was sort of my girlfriend. But she wasn’t real. She was a Mannequin who survived the apocalypse…»

You listened to him, kinda surprised, but you didn’t judge him. He seemed embarrassed enough by the ton of his voice.

«-All that to say, I know I can be socially awkward or Old fashioned. I stayed a long time in the 80’s and how men showed love there was way more different that today. So I have to admit I'm confused about how I should react with you. I don’t want you to think I'm too much or not enough… -You are perfect ! »

You blushed when you realised what you said and quickly look away.

«-I’m sorry, I mean… I like how you are…»

A small smile appeared in the corner of five’s lips and he turned your head to you to face him.

«-So do you.»

He leans down and presses his lips against yours. You could hear your heart beating faster. You waited for that kiss for a moment already, but you were too afraid to ask him. Closing your eyes, you answer that kiss before five full away.

«-I’m not in a rush to hear you say that You love me, we can take all the time you need until you are ready. Until then, I'm not going anywhere.»

[little-forest-goblin]

First impressions pt.5

Regency!five x reader

Synopsis: In the regency era every woman wanted to marry a man that was wealthy and had good status. there was little time to get to know one another. But you Y/N L/N are the most reluctant to these whole marriage to random men you don’t fully know.

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His foot touched your foot.

Oh fuck me in new directions what am i supposed to do?! You were internally panicking. You looked across the table at him. His eyes never left you. You swallowed slightly. He chuckled and looked away from you and to the conversation between sir reginald and your father. You pulled your foot away from him, making him glance at you for a split second. He smirked and looked back at the family's conversation.

After dinner the hargreeves led you and your family around the manor to a place to lounge and talk. You were following behind trisha and Maggie when suddenly you were shoved into another room that was on the side. A hand on your mouth keeping you from screaming. You struggled until you saw it was five looking down at you. He had an amused smirk and you threw his hand off from your mouth. “You barbaric idiot! You could’ve just asked to move to a different room to speak with me. After All this is your home” he chuckled “Yes i suppose i could’ve done that but what's the fun in that when i can just scare the daylights out of you” you scoffed and rolled your eyes and crossed your arms “Very funny. Besides that, why am i here?” he smiled and turned and headed to a door across the room “Right to the point i see. Come with me” you raised a brow and didn't move from your spot. He took notice and turned to you “Why have you stopped?” he asked. “How do I know you're not leading me into my demise?” you asked with amusement. He groaned but couldn't help but smile “If i wanted you dead you already would have been” you thought for a minute “Fine but if you kill me i will never leave you alone in life or death. deal?” he nodded with a smile “Deal”

You followed him to the double doors and he put his hands on each knob. “Ready?” he asked. You nodded “Most certainly” Five threw open the door. Inside was a beautiful library. Walls to ceilings shelves full of books. Ladders to climb, against the bookshelf. You walked in amazed the the sight. It was large and beautiful. “Five, this is beautiful!” you laughed and quickly went inside looking up and around at the beautiful sight “I knew you’d like it.” you and him spent time around the library really getting into the books and the pages and at the beauty and magnificence of it all. As you are turned to a shelf looking inside a book you glance to five to see him also buried in a book. You thought about something “Hey five?” you said softly. He looked at you from his book “Yeah?” you halfway closed the book “I'm sorry for what i did last time we met.” he looked confused “Excuse me but, i don't understand what you're referring too.” you sighed you had kinda hoped he’d leave it alone “The wine and your…your thumb” he looked confused until he realized he made a face of understanding and then a face of amusement “You don't have to apologize for that.” now you are confused. “But you walked away in a hurry. I thought you were mad!” he smirked and stepped closer slowly till he was in front of you. “I wasn't walking away cause i didn’t like it, princess.” you went a little wide eyed by the closeness he was in. “You did nothing wrong” he brought his hand to your jaw gently cupping it tilting your head to look at him better “Understand me, princess?” you swallowed. Your mouth is so dry right now. This was the most intimate you’ve ever been. you nodded. He wasn’t satisfied till he heard it from your own two lips. “Use your words,” he commanded. It wasn't mean but it was dominant. You swallowed “i-i understand” he softened “Good girl” he let go of your jaw and went right back to reading.

~Timeskip~

you and him joined the family in the lounge area. Nobody has seemed to notice which meant a safe slip back into the room. You were still incredibly flustered considering what just went on between you and five. Your cheeks were a little red. You examined the room. You saw Colin's eyes darting to the penny every chance he got. Trisha was very enraptured by diego. She and him spoke to each other, whispered words and hushed giggles. Maggie didn't seem to be interested in much conversation. Luther hargreaves was insistent on getting her attention. This was unlike maggie. She wasn't usually shy, just more quiet. This surely didn't look like dhy it looked more uncomfortable and distant. But luther was sweet so why would there be any form of uncomfortable feelings?

Soon it became late. It was dark. Too dark to be out late at this time. That's when Grace spoke up next to Reginald “Dear, it's far too late. why dont they stay the night?” Your heart dropped to your ass. Are you gonna be staying here? Oh god. Reginald thought for a moment. “I suppose that is the right thing to do” your father cut in “Now Mr hargreeves my friend that seems unnecessary considering how generous you have been to let us in your home.” reginald chuckled, holding up his hand to silence him “No no it's no trouble, my friend. Penny will you show this family to the spare rooms "Penny nodded bowing softly “Yes, sir. Right this way please” she led them out of the lounge towards where the spare rooms were. Colins eyes never left penny. Penny avoided his gaze.

Soon the family was separated into different rooms. Luckily in the dresser there were night gowns to wear to bed. The rooms were lovely and comfortable. Furnished lovely and everything. You had put the nightgown on. You were brushing your hair at the vanity when you heard a voice in the hall. You stood and went to the door and pressed your ear to hear outside it. It sounded like…penny and colin. You whispered arguing until the set of feet headed down the hall. You were too curious for your own good. You picked up the candle holder that held three lit candles and headed out the door slowly and made your way to where the conversation could be heard.

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Hi there! i finally got this story in i hope you like! Be safe out there and i love you! 💋 😘

[little-forest-goblin]

Its getting hot in here

Synopsis: You and five have known eachother for the longest time. You and him were tighter than a knot. The thing is you and him have hidden feelings you guys haven’t addressed for a little to god damn long and now its boiled over.

Warnings - MDNI 18+ P in v, creampie (yes i know i hate the word too. Also WRAP IT UP YOU HORNY FUCKS) dirty talk, oral (female receiving) cum eating, overstimulation, cum eating and bad grammar

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It was hot as shit.

The summers where unforgiving this time of year. The blazing heat making everything unbearably stuffy. It was too hot to go out. It was a heat warming on everyone’s phone.

you and five were currently in your apartment living room. Fans on, pointing you guys way. They were on the highest setting yet it did little to nothing to help. It seemed to only blow hot air but y’all needed something cold to make the heat go away considering your air conditioner was busted up.

Five fanned himself with a notebook he found lying on your table “God, why did you have to break your air conditioner”

you looked at him annoyed “I broke it?! yeah cause i just went outside with a wrench and banged on the machine all to spite you”

he looked at you “You might as well have. Its a all a plot to spite me”

you rolled your eyes and laid back on the couch trying to get some cold air. Any cold air at all. Fives eyes traveled to you. He couldn’t help but look you over. The way your hair was up and out of your face, a light sheen of sweat on your body, your chest softly rising and falling all of these served to make him lose his mind firth. He swallowed softly

five spoke up breaking the moment of silence “We should get dressed into something more comfortable for this unbearable heat”

you nodded “yeah your right but what are you gonna wear? This isn’t exactly your house”

he stood and took off his suit jacket “Its alright i can make do. You go get changed into something more comfortable.”

you nodded and stood heading into your bedroom and closing the door. You went to your closet opening it up to look at what you might have. You weren’t one to have many pairs of shorts and tank tops. It never usually got this blazing hot. You looked through your closet. You found a pair of shorts and a spaghetti strapped tank luckily. Bad news was the shorts are a little tight. They were those tight gym shorts that are form fitting. you cursed everything above and below. How could they. You reluctantly put those bad boys on and headed out the room only to be met with a delicious sight.

Five had taken off his suit jacked and vest. His white button up had a few buttons unbuttoned and the tie was off neatly set on the table. His shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows and casually sat back on the couch. What a scrumptious fucking sight.

five’s eyes widened seeing what you were wearing. Oh fuck me sideways. tight gym shorts and a tight tanktop? Oh who sent you to torture him? those shorts made your ass more defined and that tanktop that was just a little tight against your boobs was not doing him any favors to make it less hot in here.

You caught him staring your cheeks went into a light blush “What? what are you staring at, weirdo?”

he snapped his eyes to you “N-nothing. Sorry.”

you chuckled nervously and went ahead and sat down on the couch infront of the fans again. Five swallowed. You tried to keep your eyes to yourself or on his face but they ended up on his body again. The way he made his suit had you almost feral.

Eventually five couldn’t take it and he stood from the couch infront of”You mind if i use your shower?”

you raised a brow at the sudden movement. you nodded “Sure but i gotta ask how come you arent at the academy? Its always cold there”

he looked to you before he headed into your bedroom where your bathroom was connected to “Im not going back there. The only reason its cold is cause dads heart is probably still in there”

you laughed at that although it was probably true. You heard stories of how shitty his father was and honestly…you want nothing to do with it.

you watched him head into the bedroom heading straight for the bathroom. You sighed and waited infront of the fans again.

It went on for a while until you groaned. How long is this going to take!!

[Meanwhile five]

His dick was rock fucking hard despite the shower being at a low temperature threatening on fridge level cold. All he could think about was you. his hand made its way to his cock slowly stroking. His head fell back against the tiled walls. He gave it a soft squeeze making precum come out and drip down the side.

no matter how long he was going at it he for some reason could not make it go down.

[Back to you]

god what the hell was taking him so long! God he took forever. Your head fell back against the couch. You were trying to think of something to distract yourself but it always ended up back to him.

you and him have been friends for a really long time. Even helping him solve apocalypse’s and stop the end of the world. You and him have been each other’s rock when you needed someone. You and him have poured your hearts out to each other about your problems and what eats away at you guys.

you have had to hide your feelings for the longest time despite how deep they ran.you didnt wanna ruin anything if the feelings where infact not reciprocated. So you stuck to daydreaming. Little did you know the man you wanted also wanted you so badly that he is currently wanking in your shower like a desperate deprived man.

you sat on the couch thinking. God he is in YOUR shower. What did he look like? god he must be beautiful. you tried to shake those thoughts away and try not to be a perv for your best friend but they always ran right back to him. You felt your panties get soaked with your arousal. You groaned. “God damn that beautiful man”

as you day dreamed you thought of something. “oh shit what if he is in there and he is scrambling to find a towel for the last 20 minutes and im just an asshole sitting here?” you scrambled up and went to your dryer to get a towel and went back towards the bedroom “Dont worry i got a towel! im co-“

just as you opened the door you ran right smack into five and fell backwards onto the floor. You looked up and was met with a glorious sight.

five was naked except for a towel wrapped around his waist. his body was lithe with indents showing where some muscle lay under the skin. There was some old healed scars around his body in certain places from his time as an assassin and saving the world time after time.

You swallowed and your eyes traveled up his body till your eyes locked with his. his chest was heaving. Fuck there you were looking beautiful. Flustered, shocked, nervous…turned on. His cock was visibly hard behind the towel wrapped around his waist.

he looked down at you and at the towel now splayed on the floor and back to you “Are you alright?” he was trying to a desperately to keep his composure but seeing your flushed cheeks

you nodded softly looking at him in his glory. There was a moment of silence. Maddening silence. Deafening silence. Absolutely fucking- god damn it he couldn’t take it!

“Y/n i dont wanna hide it anymore. I want you so fucking badly, y/n.” he panted his chest heaving his eyes dark with lust “i’ve loved you for so fucking long”

your heart beat so fast and hard. oh my god he loved you too? holy shit. you swallowed “you…you do?”

he growled “God do i gotta spell it out on paper, darling?” he panted “I. fucking. love. you.”

you were frozen in silence for a little bit. Your body hot and needy. You swallowed “I love you too and i have for the longest time as well. You have been there for me since day one five. I want you to so badly. Do you want me too?”

he chuckled darkly and unwrapped his towel “You tell me” his cock sprung from underneath the towel. It stood hard and leaking. God he was a beautiful sight. he was a good 6 and a 1/2 inches. I guess it was true. What god didn’t give in height he gave in length.

your mouth went dry as hell. he was beautiful. almost graceful looking. he reached down and picked you right on up making you squeak in surprise and carried you to the bed and threw you down on it. “Baby as much as i like these tight shorts and tanktop combo you got going on id much rather see them on your floor” his hands went to the hem of your shorts pulling them a little “Can i?”

you nodded swallowing softly as he pulled the shorts off and threw them unceremoniously somewhere on the floor. he could cum just from the sight of you in your panties. They were not by all means lacy and Victoria secret model worthy but they are beautiful on you. Thin fabric stretched over your skin giving you this dainty but empowering look.

you were quickly stripping off your tanktop and bra letting your breasts free. His eyes were quickly on them. He growled and dove in to kiss the valley between them. “Fuck you’re gorgeous, baby. This body of yours is gonna kill me.” his hands went to one breast kneading and pinching the nipple making your back arch and soft moans fall from you.

Your hands traveled into his hair lightly tugging on it making him growl. his hot tongue licked and sucked on your nipple making you whimper. You pulled him up to kiss him. he broke away from the kiss to kiss down your neck

“you have to let me taste you darling. Please…im desperate to have you”

you nodded complying immediately. You wanted him so badly. your brain clouded and fogged over.

he was quickly kissing down your body till he got to the edge of your panties and with his teeth pulled them down his eyes flickering up to you and never leaving yours.

“f-five…” you said breathlessly

He ceased all movement “Do you want me to stop?”

you shook your head frantically “n-no…don’t. Please don’t stop”

you smirked and let go of your underwear between his teeth kissing at your lower tummy “Good girl”

his lips were hot against your skin. Hot and boiling and sexy.

He pulled the rest of your underwear down and threw them aside. he took your thighs and slowly spread them revealing your soaked pussy to his hungry eyes. He kissed at your inner thighs “Your beautiful, my love. Fuck. Your pussy is so wet for me.”

you moaned softly. As he continues to kiss at your thighs your moans turned to whines. your hand going to his hair insisting he goes to where you want him to go. He chuckled

“Eager baby?”

you nodded “Very. Please no more teasing five. We have edged eachother for a couple years now i think enough is enough”

he looked up at you from between your legs. “Your right, enough is enough” his face was then buried in your pussy. His tongue pointed straight to your clit licking and sucking.

your back arched off the bed and your fingers tangled in his hair wanting him”Oh shit- five!”

he smirked against your skin. Your moans only served to make him become more insistent. His fingers made there way into your pussy. His fingers thrusting in time and curling to hit that spot inside you that you couldnt reach sometimes.

your thighs where shaking and he ate you insistantly. “Five! fuck just like that!” your fingers tangling in his hair wanting more.

he pulled you closer to him. his fingers plunging in and out of you in time with his tongue. “So fucking sweet, my love”

you felt your belly tighten as hot courses of pleasure pulsed through your body. Blinding pleasure coursed through you causing your toes to curl and your fingers to hold onto his hair a little tighter and the bed sheets a little tighter. You felt the coil getting ready to snap. “f-five..f-fuck oh god”

he heard your sounds and really focused and with a few more curls of his fingers inside you you where cumming. He drank your nectar as if it was nectar from fruits made by gods. He didnt miss a drop. he pulled back, his face soaked in your essence. He smirked and brought his fingers to your mouth pushing them in time with “taste yourself, baby”

You sucked on his fingers as you looked him in the eyes. Your eyes showing love and submission. He pulled his fingers out and wiped away at his mouth. His cock was leaking and hard. It almost looked painful. He took his cock in his hand and stroked pulling back the head showing the suckable head

“I gotta have you now baby…please…”

you looked up at him her eyes pulled from his cock “Than have me, five. Ive been yours for years.”

With that he crawled ontop of you and kissed you. You kissed back immediately.

He pulled back and looked you in the eyes “If you ever want me to stop you have to tell me. I dont wanna hurt you okay?”

you nodded

he grabbed your jaw making you look him in the eyes “I mean it y/n. I need to hear your words cause i will not be able to contain myself anymore and i NEED you to understand.”

you swallowed. You’ve never seen him rough before. It only served to make you wetter “I-i understand”

he smirked “Good girl” with that he lined his cock up and pushed inside slowly at first to let you adjust. you hissed sharply and your back arched up to him

“f-fuck your tight”

your hands went to his chest traveling to his shoulder and your arms wrapped around his neck. You kissed at his neck, your fingers carding through his hair

this caused him to whine a little his hips stuttering ever so slightly “Fuck if you keep that up i wont be able to hold back”

you looked up at him from his neck. “Then dont.”

he looked into your eyes asking for silent confirmation. When he saw you were more than ready he groaned and began to move. At first it was slow but hard thrusts but soon skin upon skin reverberated off the walls.

his cock plunged in and out of your pussy. You pussy gushing around him making it easier for him to move. He made sounds of pleasure along with you. your moans could be heard in his ear serving to make him more insistent. His hands found your thighs and pushed them apart more “Fuck your cunt is so tight! god your just sucking me in arent you? greedy little thing”

your moans where loud and clear. They were right in his ear. Your legs wrapped around him pulling him in deeper. your hands in his hair and on his back scratching down it leaving bright red marks. “Fuck five! oh god yes right there! im yours im so very fucking yours!”

he chuckled darkly as his hips collided with yours “Yeah your mine huh? im yours too baby. Good fucking girl.”

your pussy tightened at the praise. your walls fluttering around him. it made him hiss in pleasure “fuck you’re so close baby i can feel it. I got you baby come on cum for me”

white hot pleasure coursed through you. Your second orgasm making you almost delirious. You pussy gushed around him.

he grunted as you tightened. His hips did not stop. The delicious overstimulated getting to you. “f-five..please…”

he panted “i know baby i know j-just give me a few more moments baby. Fuck im gonna fill you up…ah shit, shit, SHIT!” his cum flooded you, painting your walls white. The warmth spread through you and you whimpered and laid back in the bed.

He panted above you. A thin sheen of sweat covered you guys. Afterglow settling in quickly leaving you both golden. after a few moments he leaned down and kissed you softly and sweetly. Your lips moving in perfect rhythm

He gently pulled back and smiled “Let me get a towel real quick” he pulled back from you and stood from the bed. His legs almost gave out a little himself but he caught himself on the table and wall.

you chuckled a little “Here let me come help you” you moved to get out of the bed

he tsk’d softly and stood straight and gently pushed you back onto the bed “I got it i know where your stuff is” he smiled and went into the bathroom. He came back out with a damp warm washcloth and some fruity vitamin gummies.

“Here take one or two of those” he handed you some gummy vitamins “those should help replenish you” he sat down next to you and wiped away at your legs

you smiled softly “You really don’t have to you know.”

he looked at you like you were crazy “I do not wanna hear that from you again. This part is important. i…i want to care for you”

your eyes and smile softened. You knew how much he secretly wanted and craved to care for others. It was just hidden under all those walls he builds around others. “I love you, five”

he stopped and looked to you a blush forming on his cheeks despite they already knew they loved eachother now “i…i love you too, y/n”

once you took the vitamin gummies and were cleaned up, you and him laid in bed cuddling together. He pulled you in close to his chest. His arms wrapped around you. your arms wrapped around him holding him just as close both of you snuggling into each other.

“I love you, y/n. i always will”

“I love you too, five. I always will forever and always”

you and him fell asleep like this. Cuddling and embraced in each others love.

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Hello my lovelies! I ended up getting this story back despite accidentally deleting it. I don’t know and you know what i’m just grateful. i love you and be safe out there 💋 😘

[little-forest-goblin]

you know what i am going to consider this a lesson learnt and i will be taking extra precautions. There is no need to freak out. Freaking out will do nothing. I am calm.

I just accidentally deleted a post i was so proud of making and now i wanna crawl in a hole im gonna lose my mind

[little-forest-goblin]

I just accidentally deleted a post i was so proud of making and now i wanna crawl in a hole im gonna lose my mind

[little-forest-goblin]

tt/ig - fivessuit_

[little-forest-goblin]

Adventures at max’s delicatessen!

pt.2 Who the f*** is this guy?

It was a fairly normal day in the deli yet again. The cowboy!five in the closet had calmed down but you definitely couldn’t go in there without getting something thrown at you. Brisket five learned that the hard way he went in there to bring him some soup and got a bottle of lysol direct hit into the forehead. Cowboy fives aim is scarily good.

As everyone is doing there normal things a sound is heard outside the deli. None of the fives heard it at first until the sound happened again almost knocking them on there ass.

Brisket five: “What the fuck is that sound?”

booth five: “I don’t know but i feel like we’re not gonna like the answer”

Anxious five ended up going under a table his head halfway peeking out

Anxious five: “Oh the end times are coming! The apocalypse! oh i knew it was coming for me” this poor baby hid under the table

Newspaper five: “Thats impossible. We are in a neutral zone we physically cant be have a apocalypse down here” he set his newspaper down on the table turning to the door

the sound continues outside until boom! the door is blown open causing its to be thrown off the hinges. all the fives where in shock. In the doorway was a younger version of themselves. A wilder version of themselves that descended into madness and had no clue how to handle it yet. On his back dolores was strapped to his back and next to him was a cannon.

Anxious five: “A cannon?! where the hell did he get a cannon?!”

theorist five: “More than likely found it in a history museum during his time in the apocalypse!”

wild five looked at all of them crazy. brisket five jumped the counter and came towards wild five very slowly

Booth five: “Be careful, brisket!”

wild five: “ssshhh! i’ve got this!”

cowboy five from inside the closet pounded on the door

Cowboy five: “Hey what the hell is going on out there?! whats all the ruckus?!”

everybody collectively ignored cowboy five. Wild five went behind the cannon ready to fire it

Brisket five: “Hey no no…its okay…its okay everything is fine.”

brisket five slowly advanced

Brisket five: “I know the apocalypse must’ve been tough but everythings okay now…you must be so confused yeah?”

wild five nodded softly.

Brisket five: he nodded “I know…i know just let me help you…let US help you.”

wild five’s guard was about to be let down when cowboy five bust his ass through the door

Cowboy five: “Wheres the danger?! wheres the action?! where….” cowboy five noticed wild five “Who the fuck is this guy?”

wild five yelled and was about to shoot another canon. Waiter five decided he had enough and came over and tackled wild five

Waiter five: “Help me hold him down!!”

Wild five was scratching, clawing and biting at everyone. From the apocalypse wild fives nails are long and uncut and sharp. Journalist five came over to help

Journalist five: “Ow! fuck! get the little shit into the closet!”

journalist five and waiter five hauled wild five into the closet. They where left with deep scratches

Journalist five: “Ow fuck i got scratched real bad!”

Waiter five: “You think thats bad? the little shit bit me.”

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The fives began to sort everything back together. Anxious five, theorist five and newspaper five were all getting the door back on its hinges and onto the wall again. That was halfway useless considering when paired together they where like the three stooges.

Booth five was fixing up journalist five and waiter fives cuts and bite marks.

Waiter five: He hissed in pain at the rubbing alcohol “Ow! fuck! be more gentle!!”

Booth five: “Maybe if you hold still and let me do it would go fast enough!”

Journalist five: “You better treat me nicely when its my turn”

booth five gave him the stink eye and went back to fixing waiter five

Brisket five noticed that at the door of the closet the sound of wild five pounding on the door just wouldn’t stop. He looked across the diner to see dolores there. she must’ve fallen off when they tackled him. Brisket grabbed her and went to the closet door ans gently cracked it open

Brisket five: “Hey there i-“

wild five immediately was about to lunge but brisket stopped him

Brisket five: “No no wait! i come in peace!” brisket five bent at the knees and put dolores on the floor and slid her to wild five with the tip of his toe “Here”

wild fives eyes went wide and grabbed dolores. He grabbed dolores and brought her to the corner with him holding he to himself. Brisket fives eyes softened before he realized a can was hurled at him. He gasped and shut the door before he could get knocked.

brisket five: “Thats why i hate being nice. It never works in my favor”

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After all the clean up was done everyone was so tired. The lights were turned out except for the open sign and a small lamp. They all found there places to sleep. Brisket five was up. he had a plate and cup and a blanket draped over his shoulder. He headed to the closet door and quietly opened the door. He found wild five asleep on the floor. His head tucked into dolores neck clinging to her like a lifeline. brisket five softened and he put the cup of water down on a small table and draped the blanket over wild five carefully. he turned and grabbed the plate off the counter and set it on the table before heading out closing the door. It was a fluffernutter sandwich.

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Hello! i hope you are having an amazing day! i hope you like this series. I know its a bit odd and unorthodox but i like it so I’ll keep doing it! anyways i love you and stay safe out there 💋 😘

[little-forest-goblin]

Can you do a Five Hargreeves x reader? Like the reader acts like Willy Wonka (Timotheé Chalamet/ Johnny Depp version).

Reader randomly sings a song while fighting as a strategy to distract anyone. Making sweets for the family and coffee themed for Five. His creativity in sweets gets handy with weapons (also candy themed)

Of course! sorry this took me a while but i have a life outside of writing and life has been kicking my ass into the next year. Here you go dear reader ❤️

My Candy Girl

y/n was crazy to say the least. Five had never met a woman quite like her. She was his eccentric candy girl. Sweet as sugar but as odd as odd gets. He still remembers way back when he first met her.

It was a hot june day. The sun boiling outside. It was ridiculous. You could cook an egg on the sidewalk if you so desired. Five was in the academy working on some equations in a book to pass time. He didn’t exactly have anything to do at the moment so he was making himself feel like he had something to do.

Silence was disturbed when klaus came into academy living room where he just so happened to be. “Hello my loveable and definitely not grumpy brother” Five let out a huff and looked up only to be met with not only klaus with his obnoxious habits but also a little friend next to klaus. You. God were you pretty. It made his cheeks heat a little at the sight of you but he pushed it away afterall you guys only just saw each other.

You stood there with a lollipop between your lips and your curious eyes looking around the new environment. “Man klaus, you didn’t tell you were a trust fund baby.” she chuckled.

Klaus looked to you “Well my spicy little friend i dont think it matters” Klaus pinched your cheeks quit like how a grandma would. Five however was locked onto her he wouldnt admit it (atleast not right now) but you have him hooked already.

From that day on whenever you are around he made sure to look his best. He was always in his suit and put on his good aftershave and his best cologne. He was a super genius but around you his IQ was slashed to 62 just like that.

He began to notice how odd you were, not like that put him off though. You were always looking around your environment, spaced off into la la land. You’d say some of the most random things at random times. His favorite being that time you called diego dollar general batman.

Now it wasn’t just a cute name he gave you, candy girl, but it was there for a reason. You were a candy maker. You absolutely adored candy. Thee five hargreeves in love with a candy maker? A former temporal assassin? who woulda saw that coming? Infact candy was what really brought you and him closer together.

~Flashback~

You were in the kitchen of the academy. You currently dusting a flat pan full of small light brown squares with powdered sugar. That was until five came in

Five looked at you leaning against the counter. He curiously looked between her and the pan of squares. You were so focused you didn’t even notice him until he broke the silence “What are you making?”

you looked up at him. Your eyes wild from concentration and glee of making items. “Im making candy!”

he chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully “Well no shit but what kind of candy is it?”

You smiled and continued dusting the powdered sugar onto the tan treats. “These are coffee chews”

His heart almost leaped out his chest. did he hear correctly? “Did…did you say coffee chews?”

you looked up at him and nodded “Yep. Coffee chews. They’re for you.” You made them for him with him in mind. You noticed he likes coffee a lot and never seems to get a decent cup of it. So why not make him a decent coffee candy?

He was a little flustered though he didn’t wanna show it but his eyes gave him away. He looked away trying to hide himself behind a couple walls though a small bashful smile graced his lips.

His walls could not be put up or the damn gates to be closed cause in a second you gently but excitedly and quickly grabbed his jaw turning him back to you. You had picked up one of the sugary treats and put it in his hand. “Try it.”

his eyes widened his shock paralyzing him. Was he a little turned on? …maybe. Either way he did as you said and popped the treat into his mouth. He found that it was soft and sweet but it had a noticeably nice coffee flavor. huh…a decent cup of coffee for once. He noticed you didnt let go obviously hoping for an answer “Its good. Really good actually.”

Your cheeks warmed up into a blush and you smiled happily. grateful that the candy wasnt a flop. “Good!” she let go and went to the pan picked up the treats putting them in a blue metal tin in there own little filter and shut the lid she handed it to him “Here you are! A whole tin of them!”

he blushed hard he couldn’t put his walls up in time to stop it. “For me? They’re all for me?”

you nodded “Yes there for you! Didnt i say i made them for you?”

he gently took the tin “You did but i didnt think all of them were for me” he looked at the blue tin and back to you with practically adoring eyes.

“Well they are!”

five was smitten as he chewed and swallowed the rest of the coffee chew. This was probably what sealed the deal. He had to have you, right away.

<Flashback end>

It wasn’t just him that you made candy for. You made the whole family candy too. All of them had gotten that signature blue tin with whatever little treat she made inside for them all nicely put inside a white thin filter paper.

The family began to notice fives behavior whenever you were brought up or in the vicinity. They noticed that when you were brought up suddenly he was very interested in whatever conversation was happening and whenever you were in the room or the vicinity he was quickly straightening up and fixing his suit cuffs and jacket.

It was odd for them to see there brother all totally whipped for you but it was also quiet amusing for them, not so much him though.

One day five was sat on the couch reading some books he found to pass the time. The rest of the family was talking about god knows what when you where brought up

Luther smiled as he took one of the candies from the blue tin he received “Hey guys what candies did you receive anyway? I got this blue raspberry thing. I think y/n called them raspberry color bombs”

Diego looked at him confused as he played with one of his knives twirling it and doing his usual tricks “Raspberry color bomb? the hell kind of name is that?”

Luther was excited to show diego “Okay watch! watch!” Lither popped one of the hard candies into his mouth letting it dissolve when he then opened his mouth a few seconds later to show his entire mouth was blue. It wasn’t just the normal tongue being blue no, no it was EVERYTHING. Everything from his gums, to his teeth. It was bright blue raspberry.

diego went wide eyed “Woah you look like you ate a bucket of paint” he laughed at his own joke although it was light hearted fun

klaus chimed in. He was laid across the sofa with his feet kicking in the air gently “You look like how i imagine oral with an alien is like”

luther cringed at that along with the rest of the family.

“Ew, gross klaus.” allison chimed in her face twisted in mild disgust and a face of why…just why.

klaus tsk’d “Oh come on you cant tell me you guys dont think of it”

Ben spoke up “No i think thats just you klaus. You are the only one who has probably thought of blowing an alien”

Five was silent the whole time but he was zeroed in on the conversation waiting for it to change back to the topic he really wanted to hear about. He of course didnt escape viktors eyes.

“You have any input on this five?” viktor asked looking over at him

diego spoke up “Yeah, cupid, you got anything on your mind or is it filled with something else”

klaus looked over “Or someone else?” he said pointing around at everyone as if to say dont forget it could be a someone.

five was stupified for a minute. he was like a fish out of water just learning what the hell air was. “There is nothing on my mind! There is no one on my mind either”

Klaus pffted and looked over at five tilting his head back to look at him “Oh please ewe all see the goo goo eyes you give her!”

“Yeah your not exactly subtle about it” Allison chimed in

five quickly answered trying to cover his ass “Who could i POSSIBLY be thinking about? I have better things to do than daydream about some pe—“

he was cut right the hell off by viktor “Y/n L/n”

fives face went right into a hot blush. Damn them all.

diego began to laugh, luther was confused, allison was amused along with viktor, ben could care less, and klaus was acting like he won the lottery.

“Oooo i knew it! no wonder you start putting on the ritz when she is around. Mr big bad assassin is inlove~” klaus said triumphantly ans teasingly

At that point five wanted another apocalypse to happen and swallow him whole to leave this embarrassing conversation. How was this girl he knew making him a hot mess and breaking every wall he has tried to put up!?

It’s been some months since he and his family have known you (excluding klaus cause he has known you longer) He keeps falling head over heels for you. A blushing fool is what he becomes.

One day on the news everybody hears of this house that has burnt to the ground. A few people where gathered watching it including five.

Diego turned to the kitchen where klaus was “Hey you might wanna come take a look at this. Theres this hellish fire on tv”

klaus sighed and came over with a empty glass that he was gonna pour something into “Oh goodie let me see whats the next ghost im gonna have to be forced to listen to” klaus stopped when he saw the house “Wait that looks familiar

luther looks to klaus who actually seems to be concentrating on the tv “Klaus…did you know who lives there?”

klaus took a minute until he gasped “Oh…oh no…”

diego couldnt take the silence after “what?! what?! Klaus did you know who lived there?”

klaus turned to them “Thats y/ns house!”

Fives world screeched to the finest fucking halts. Y/ns house? hold on as in y/n l/n’s house? The one that had his heart melting all the time?

The family was shocked. What the actual fuck?

that night fives world fucking crashed. How could it be normal? The girl he loved died in a fire! life was a heartless bitch. He spent the day drinking trying to numb the pain as his heart clenched. his heart fucked and his suit even more fucked.

The rest of the day the family tried to get klaus to contact you but he couldnt do it! the family accused him of being high but klaus swore up and down that he hadnt touched a thing. Diego was trying to play hero again claiming that you were probably murdered and practically had to be restrained. He was only convinced when they said wait atleast until evidence of foul play is found.

Later that night they all had to go to bed eventually. Though at some point during the night everyone heard a noise in the kitchen. They all inevitably went down there to check it out. When they got there they all flipped on the lights ready to attack but who they found was…you?

wait…YOU?!

Diego pushed to the front bewildered “Wait a minute your supposed to be dead?!”

luther was so confused “Yeah we saw your house on fire on the news. How are you still here?”

klaus chimed in “It told you gusy i wasnt high at the time! I told you i couldnt reach them!”

you looked at them confused. You were casually sat on the island counter eating a fluffernutter sandwich. “Im supposed to be dead?”

five sloppily teleported to the kitchen. By now he had sobered up but was left with a big fuck ass headache “What the hell are you idiots going on abou—“ he paused upon seeing you suddenly everything else didnt matter. He saw you and his heart beat so fast. Holy shit your alive.

your eyes locked with his and you smiled and waved “Hey five! Guess what these guys thought i was dead!”

he didnt say anything he just came to you and pulled you into the biggest hug he has ever actually gave someone. His family was right there be damned cause he needed you to anchor him. “I thought you died”

you were shocked when he pulled you to him but you softened “Its gonna take a lot more than that to kill me”

Klaus chimed in “Actually my fine furry friend i think that would’ve actually killed you. Its the fiery flames of doom so…”

five sighed and looked up glaring at klaus before letting go of you snd stepping back feeling flustered.

Viktor butted i. “Wait wait wait i dont mean to ruin everyone’s celebration that they’re actually alive but how exactly did your house burn down?”

you looked to viktor “Oh i was boiling up sugar to make candy when i remember i left my new food dye i just bought on the kitchen table so i went to grab that and i guess i left the oven mitt to close cause next thing i knew my oven mitt was on fire along with my pot of sugar. i tried putting it out but it just didnt work and eventually more was on fire and after that i dont really know”

diego was listening in carefully “I dont like this something isnt right about this.”

you shrugged and sat back up on the counter and began eating her sandwich again.

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Over the next few days five spent his time with you. He was so relieved you were alive. He stayed with you at all times.

He even stayed for your candy making adventures, most of the time spectating. He did occasionally help with small tasks like getting food dye or ingredients. He quite enjoyed watching as you made candy. He got to watch as someones skills progressed as time went on. It was fascinating.

Today you had been working on an important project. Made from candy and other items. It was a lolli dagger. A beautiful dagger made from lollipop candy. its dagger blade made entirely of pink hard candy with a wood handle to help get a grip.

five was amazed by it. “Wow. You did it”

you were amazed as you held it flipping it to be held facing down and facing up. “I did…its beautiful and perfect”

five watched with a small smile “May i try it?”

you looked to him and nodded “Here.” you handed it over into his hand.

He held it in his hand “Wow this is lightweight as well. Will the candy hold up?”

you nodded eagerly “Of course! its meant to hold up for a long time! i- oh!” you got nicked by the blade. Your finger was bleeding. Fives eyes widened “Oh my god im so sorry. I did not mean to do that”

you shook your head “i-its alright you didnt mean too. I think it was me that brought my hand to close!”

He shook his head and gently led you to sit down at the table to fix your cut. He cleaned it and bandaged it. Your eyes were looking up at him. His eyes eventually found yours and soon you were both aware of how close you were to eachother. Lips so close your breathes mixed.

[Meanwhile]

Diego wouldnt let go of that feeling that something wasnt right with the fire. He had went to your burnt house to scrounge around for clues.

He had come upon what was the area of the kitchen. He could tell by the dishes glassware everywhere that this was the kitchen area. He looked around. There was a almost perfectly intact wall that seemed to not touch much of any fire. On that wall was a window. It had a hole in the glass that looked like something was thrown through more than pressure from the heat of fire were to break it. It was like someone threw something through it.

He knew it.

[Away from meanwhile]

Five leaned into you “Did you know that i love you? I cant hold it in anymore. I have to tell you”

you smiled “No…i dont pay attention enough to notice sometimes.”

five chuckled as he leaned in closer “Do you love me too?”

you nodded and closed your eyes leaning in closer. You and his lips were so close to touching when suddenly through the window a flaming bottle was thrown startling you too away from eachother.

Before you could react the bottle had shattered and spread fire. Five grabbed you pulling you away from the flames. “What the fuck!?”

outside the window was a hooded figure. the hooded figure was gonna make a run for it when five took you and blinked to where the guy was tackling him. This caused a struggle. The hooded figure struggled rolling on the ground with him trying to choke eachother out until they got on there feet and started properly fighting. Fists and kicks being delivered.

At some point the figure got five pinned to the ground. You had no clue what to do! you were a candy maker for christs sake not a fighter! So you did what the first thing came to mind.

…

you began to sing to distract the guy. really loudly.

“TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR!! HOW I WONDER WHAT YOU ARE!!!”

everyone stopped and looked at you even five

the masked figure stopped and looked at you. Even though he was hooded you could feel confusion drip off him.

at that diego came running around the corner. He came around “IVE GOT YOU, GUYS!” diego direct kick right in the hooded figures jaw. This caused the figure to get kicked right off five who went ahead and caught his breath.

Out of the house came the family except for luther who was using the fire extinguisher to put out the fire before it got bad.

you saw you had the dagger with you. you went wide eyed and looked to diego “DIEGO! CATCH!”

diego looked to you just as you threw the candy dagger. His powers brought the dagger to him and he caught it and he began to fight the figure. Kicking dodging and fighting until diego got a couple good slashes at the figure and it sent the guy collapsing

~Timeskip~

the police had been called. It ended up being that the hooded figure was an arsonist the police had been trying to catch for a while now.

the family was talking to the officer or talking amongst themselves as a firefighter went in to check the surrounding area.

Five in the meantime after getting a wound on his head checked out by the ambulance that was taking the arsonist. Once done he looked around until he saw you. You ended up looking his way and he made a break for it and when he got to you his lips were on yours.

your arms snaked around his neck. his holding your face. When he pulled back he gave a few more softer kisses which you gladly reciprocated. “You saved my life”

you looked at him “Not quite diego did”

he chuckled “Yes but if you hadn’t distracted him i would’ve been choked out and blue”

you smiled softly kissing him a few more separate times which he reciprocated.

Five looked at you “Y/n i know this is the worst time but y/n will you do me the honor of making me the happiest man alive and be my girlfriend”

your heart thumped harder for him than it has before. “Yes…yes i will, five” he celebrated internally before kissing you again.

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Hey hey! sorry i didnt answer this one right away its been sitting here collecting dust but you know what its time to get out the box my little friend! i love you be safe out there people! 💋😘 (P.S sorry if it isnt good i tried to replicate what you asked but its not to great. I hope you can forgive me 😔)

[little-forest-goblin]

First impressions Pt.4

Regency!Five hargreeves x reader

Synopsis: In the regency era every woman wanted to marry a man that was wealthy and had good status. there was little time to get to know one another. But you Y/N L/N are the most reluctant to these whole marriage to random men you don’t fully know.

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Wait…five hargreeves?

Oh god. He invited you and your family to the ball? How?! you thought he hated you after what you did or at the very least thought lowly of you in some way.

your mother gasped and snatched the letter from father looking at the letter her eyes scanning “It cant be!” you father jumped a little when mother snatched the letter “Now dear please be gentle. I know your excited” mother did not listen. She held onto the nearest sisters arm which so happened to be maggie “Oh my goodness! Girls your father is right! we have been invited to the hargreeves family manor!” trisha came to maggie grabbing her hand. Colin came into the room after hearing the commotion. “Mother what is all the fuss about?” she looked up from the letter she still couldnt believe was real “We have been invited to the hargreeves manor for a feast!” colin’s eyes widened softly before he spoke again “We have been summoned to the house?” father took his glasses off of his nose “Well the only thing i have to say is its best we start getting ready.” as quick as lightning mother was ushering her son and daughters to get ready “You must hurry. Wash! dress! accessorize! the ritz!” father gently grabbed mothers hand gently pulling her away from ushering them off “Now, my garden lily, its much to earlier don’t you think you should let them finish breakfast and have some time before getting ready so early?” mother started to protest “Oh yes but the journey to there house is quite long and i—“ father hushed her softly “Hush now, the journey there is not to long its about 2 hours max. Just relax and let them finish breakfast atleast” mother caved eventually. She was sat at the table with them excitedly talking to her children.

once sometime passed after breakfast everyone was getting ready. You were in the room looking in the full body mirror at the dress you had. You couldnt decide. You were so nervous. you must apologize to five after you did that. Surely he was would understand right? you tried picking the right dress until eventually you began to give up and sat down on the bed in frustration. That was until the door opened revealing your mother who was bustling with energy but upon seeing her distressed daughter sat on the bed she came forward. You looked up at her “Hi mother im sorry im getting ready i promise” she gently shushed you guiding you to stand “I understand the nerves are getting to you, my baby.” she gently guided you to the vanity and sat you down and picked up a hairbrush and began to comb through your hair gently. She used to do this all the time to soothe you as a child “You have nothing to fear. you are beautiful, strong and confident. I know momma pushes you and your siblings a bit but i just want you to find someone like how me and your father found eachother. I want you to know that no matter what it’s your choice.” She set the hairbrush down looking at you through the vanity mirror “You understand?” you smiled softly and nodded. mother chuckled and kissed your cheek “Thats my girl” she left you be to get ready the rest of the way. Your mother’s words were like a balm soothing your wounds. Relaxing and comforting. Soon you came to your conclusion and put on the dress of your choice.

Soon everyone was ready and headed into the carriage. Mother was holding onto fathers hand. She was giggling as they whispered to each other. Of course they were flirting and blushing. Why wouldn’t they be? you could occasionally hear there conversation “Oh honey stop it!” her gloved hand would smack his arm lightly and he would just lean in whisper in her ear something unintelligible which would cause her to gasp. Maggie and trisha could be heard talking to colin. maggie looked to colin “Colin do you even know the girls name?” colin smiled an nodded. trisha gasped “who? who could it be? who is this mystery girl?” Coling fixed his cuffs of his clothes “I will have you know that her name she told me is Ms. polly. She is single and a beautiful dancer” maggie went wide eyed “Colin isnt that the hargreeves families se—“ trisha butts in “My goodness she sounds beautiful! she lives with the hargreeves?” colin nodded “Thats what she told me” you spaced out at some point as you looked out the window as your mind swirled with the idea of five. Nervousness bubbling in your body.

Soon the carriage came to a halt infront of the hargreeves manor. A butler of the manor opened the door “Good evening Mr and Mrs L/n. Sir reginald hargreeves and Mrs grace hargreeves are awaiting your appearance.” your father nodded stepping out the carriage “Thank you, my good man.” he took your mothers hand helping her out the carriage kissing the top of it and smiling causing her to giggle. you maggie, trisha and colin got out of the carriage. every step you took to the door of manor had you on edge. Your stomach twisting in nerves. Once the door was opened you and your family stepped inside. You saw sir reginald with his wife Grace stood next to him. the hargreeves siblings behind them. You kept your head down a little in nervousness as reginald and your father greeted each other. you felt someones eyes boring into you. Did you dare look up? yes…yes you did. You looked up and your eyes where suddenly locked with fives. Fives eyes would not leave yours and seemed to pull you in with the intent to keep you there. your cheeks erupted with heat and five chuckled softly and with a smirk he looked away.

Oh god this was gonna be a long ass night.

Soon you and the family was led to the dining hall and sat at the table. luckily there was more than enough room at the large table. With your luck you where sat across from five his eyes trained on you. Sir reginald sat at the head of the table “I am sure you are famished from your journey. Let us bring out the servants” reginald looked to grace and grace catching on gently called out for them to bring in the items for the table. reginald talked business with Your father and grace and your mother got to know eachother. A few differentservants were brought in. One servant colins eyes were trained on and made him go stiff. Maggie noticed and whispered to him “Colin? whats wrong?” he swallowed “thats her.” maggie looked between him and the servant girl with a puzzled and confused look “Thats who?” colin looked to maggie “Ms polly” maggie gave a look of realization. So thats polly? Trisha caught on and gasped softly looking “Thats polly?!” maggie chuckled softly “She’s quite cute no?” trisha whispered to maggie “But she’s a servant. I dont think mom and dad would be pleased to know he has taken a fancy to a servant” maggie shook her head “Oh come now thats not going to be a problem. You know mother and father dont care to much” trisha looked to her “Come on! its a servant though!”

you sighed and looked around at the servant girl. Wow she was beautiful. that was until you felt a shoe against your shoe. you went wide eyed and looked over to five who had a smirk and his eyes were locked onto you.

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Hello there! i haven’t posted one of this series for a while but don’t you worry my lovely people i am still continuing it. I love you stay safe 💋 😘