five hargreeves x male reader oneshots

male! reader | Insomnia

As M/n drifted off to sleep, the grip on the revolver he always kept under his pillow loosened. His body settled down and sunk limply into the matress. Then, a flash of blue light. M/n jerked up and grabbed the gun, pointing it at Five, who just appeared in his room. Five raised his hands at the sight of the weapon. "It's just me." M/n sighed and uncocked the gun, placing it on the nighstand. "I'm sorry..." M/n apologized, running a hand through his hair. "You just startled me." Five nodded and took a step closer to the bed where M/n was now sat up. They looked at each other for a second, and after hesitating, Five finally spoke. "I need your help." M/n rolled his eyes. "Of course you do. It's 2AM, i'm not going on a mission with you right now." Five shook his head and tucked his hands in his pockets. "No, no. No mission." he clairified, making M/n sigh in relief. "I... can't sleep." The hesitation was clear in his voice. Five always thought he had to protect everyone, opening up to someone about his own problems was rare. M/n tilted his head. "I haven't really slept well ever since I got back. Actually, I haven't slept at all appart from a few accidental naps." he ranted in an attempt to explain, but M/n had already gotten up and walked to his closet. The sound of the closet door closing cut Five's monolouge off. M/n walked over and handed Five the sweatpants and plain tee he had picked out, "Change," is all he said before he climbed back into his bed. Five's eyebrows raised at the lack of protest. He jumped to the bathroom, changed into the clothes, and jumped back. He laid his uniform on M/n's desk and laid down next to M/n. "It's weird to see you in normal clothes." Five rolled his eyes. "I never wear them. But it is more comfortable than the uniform, I guess." M/n nodded, and silence fell over them. M/n turned over and closed his eyes. Five watched him and turned over too. And he turned again. And again. After several minutes of Five uncomfortably shifting, M/n turned back over and grabbed the boy by his waist. He pulled him into his chest and rested his chin on his shoulder. Five tensed at the sudden intimacy. "If you keep turning we both wont be able to sleep." M/n whispered into his ear with his deep, sleepy voice, sending shivers down the smaller boy's spine. He slowly eased into M/n's warm touch, pressing his back lightly into M/n's chest. M/n wrapped his long arms around the boy's stomach, holding him close. Five leaned his head back against M/n's chest. He tried to think of the last time someone had hugged him, but couldn't think of a single time anyone had hugged him. It was intoxicating. His brain was putty. He pulled the shirt he was wearing up, M/n's warm hands now resting on his bare skin. M/n snaked his hands under the pulled up shirt and ran his hands up and down his sides. Another shiver went down Five's body. Five's mind was screaming at him to stop. To move away and yell at M/n, but his body craved the touch and his heart was overwhelmed with the feelings it was feeling. "If you wanted me to touch you, you could have just said something." M/n chuckled at the intended innuendo. Five blushed deep red and put his hands over his face. "Shut up." he muttered. M/n rolled his eyes with a smirk. He pulled his hands back and rolled away from him. "No no no no no" Five turned to face M/n and scooted closer. He took M/n's hands hand put them back on his stomach. M/n chuckled ran his hands up from Five's stomach to his chest. Five sighed contently. "Not a word to anyone." he warned tiredly. M/n just chuckled. "Of course, sir 'i-have-a-repuation'. This'll stay between us." Five chuckled aswell and closed his eyes, falling into a dreamless sleep for the first time in years.