The Umbrella Academy Preferences

Five Imagine: "I don't care"

this wasn't requested, but i feel that those with more chub need representation.

Warnings: Mentions of body image, dieting, eating disorder

It was difficult for you to accept your body. You didn't know why but you just didn't like the way you looked. You always wore baggier clothing to hide your body. It wasn't model like but it wasn't big either. You were stuck in the middle and you hated it.

You didn't like that you had extra chub around your hips and on your stomach. You hated that you had some rolls and stretch marks. They made you very insecure and you were self conscious of them. You felt insecure whenever Five hugged you because he was touching your body. It made you scared.

He never made any comments about your size or your weight. He always looked at you like you were the most beautiful thing in the world, but you never saw that. You knew about Delores, his mannequin whatever she was. You knew how much she meant to him and you were worried that you were just a rebound.

"Hey Y/N!" Ben greeted you when you got to the lounge of the academy.

Five invited you over for a movie night. You were so comfortable with the Hargreeves kids that you just started letting yourself in. They treated you like one of their own and you were grateful for that.

"Oh is our sweet little psycho's girlyfriend here? Ask her if she wants a drink!" Klaus called from the kitchen.

You giggled, "I'm okay, thank you anyway. I'm too young to drink."

"Well we don't judge. Besides, you're here in the house so we won't tell a soul, dear." Klaus said, emerging from the kitchen.

Ben rolled his eyes, "Five will be back soon. Him and Allison went to have some sort of talk at Griddy's."

You sat down on the couch, "A talk?"

Diego came in, "How you doin, girl?" He ruffled your hair.

You fixed your hair, "I'm alright."

"Five wanted to talk with our dear mother hen of a sister and well, he didn't want us to be a part of it." Klaus huffed, sipping his glass of what seemed like bourbon.

"Did he say about what?" You asked.

Ben shook his head, "He refused to say."

You were growing nervous. What if it was about you? What if he wanted to break up with you? What if he was falling out of love? What if he wasn't happy with you anymore? It scared you a lot.

You joked a bit with his siblings until he showed up. Allison patted your head and Five looked a bit on edge. It made you even more nervous as he guided you up to his room. He had snacks on the bed and that made you self conscious. He shut the door and you stood awkwardly in his room. He sat down and patted the spot next to him.

You hesitantly sat next to him and he bit his lip nervously.

"I don't know how to approach this.." He started, rubbing his hands together nervously.

You stood up, "It's alright...I already know what this is about..."

He looked at you, "Really?"

You nodded, "I'm sorry for whatever it is I did."

He blinked a few times, "What?"

You picked your fingers, "I know you're gonna use the famous line of, "it's not you, it's me" and I ju-"

"What're you talking about?" Five asked, standing up.

"Aren't you breaking up with me?" You asked, furrowing your eyebrows.