Five Hargreeves x Reader Oneshots {Requests Are Open}

💔The Villian of My Story pt.2

(Btw I had to make up a name for Leanords store since I couldn't find it anywhere on Google so yea, if yall figure out what it is feel free to comment. And this one is quite lengthy cause yea so)

Ever since Five has come back, I've avoided as much interaction with him as possible.
He was a dick and if he couldn't see or admit to it he could eat one and leave me alone.
Everyone noticed how I was avoiding him and any situation having him in it.
I knew they figured it out since they always gave me a disappointed or annoyed look.
He's been back for maybe 2 days now and I have to deal with him until I can go back to my REAL home in a week.
Since he's almost always in the house I decided I wouldn't be and maybe get some exercise or something.
As I walked down the street, it started to drizzle.
I looked up at the sky with a small frown before continuing to walk.
Just as I was about to turn the corner a small little shop cramped between two others caught my eye.

"Harolds Trinkets" was plastered on it with a few cool wooden, well, trinkets in the window.
I headed inside curious, also wanting to dry off.
A bell dinged once I opened the door and I was hit with the smell of what you would think the smell of a sweet old womans home would smell like.
It was dead, no one inside, which I didn't mind since it left me to myself.
Weird and peculiar things sat on the shelves like wooden ducks that had wheels or carved bear statues with top hats.
I picked up one of the bears, finding it funny how it wore a top hat and monical while leaning on a classic cane.
"I see you found my friend Jerry?"
I jumped, almost dropping the statue but thankfully catching it.
I looked over to see a man, maybe mid thirties, with scruffy hair and a sort of tired face.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."
"No no its alright."
I said with a small laugh as I set 'Jerry' down.
"Into bears with fancy old man attire?"
"Apparently"
I said with a shrug before he laughed a little which made me smile.
"I'm the owner, Harold, glad you like my work."
"I'm (Y/n), and you made all of these?"
He nodded.
"With my own two hands, each and every one."
"Wow, you must have a lot of time on them as well, how long does it take you to make these?"
"The bears, usually around......I'd say 4 days if I were to spend every waking hour and not do anything else."
I scoffed with a smile, nudging him with my shoulder.
"You got dedication, my hands would be dead by the end of the first day."
He laughed and bumped his shoulder with mine.
"You say that like mine arent either."
I laughed a little and walked with him through the store.
He talked to me about every object I stopped to look at and even took me to the back to look at some projects he's working on.
After a few hours, surprisingly, we stood at the front of the store, the storm having cleared.
"Well, I should probably get going, make sure no one messed with my shit- or stuff, sorry, while I was away."
He snickered and nodded.
"Right, I understand, I should probably get some more work done as well. Come visit again soon though, won't you?"
I bite my lip a little and nodded.
"Yea, I'll see you around Harold."
"See you around (Y/n)."
He waved as I walked out the door, the bell going off before it shut behind me and I walked back home with a little smile on my face the whole way there.

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The door creaked open as I entered, a light thud sounding as I shut it behind me.
I walked to the staircase before I heard Fives voice.
"And what are you smiling about dork?"
My smile dropped and I took a deep breath before turning to him, about to answer when he just had to make a remark before I did.
"Oh so you're talking to me now? Over our fit are we?"
I quickly shut my mouth and flicked my fingers so a painting fell on his head.
I swiftly turned before storming up the stairs to my room.
"Jeez, take a joke!"
My fists clenched as I stormed into my room and slammed my door once again, the hinges shaking.
"Stupid, idiotic Five not letting me going a day without being just happy!"
I ranted as I threw my notebooks onto the ground and break pencils.
I huffed before plopping onto my bed.
"Stupid......"