Five Hargreeves x Reader Imagines

💫 Social Season Sequal (Part 3) 💫

(y/n) - your name

(s/n) - sisters name

(y/f/n) - your full name

(s/f/n) - sisters full name

(l/n) - last name

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"(y/n)!" Lady Grace suddenly pops up next to the girl and holds her arm, excited to pull her away. "Come with me, I must introduce you to the Queen and the Princess!"

The Queen and the Princess!?

Despite (y/n)'s refusal to see the Royals due to sheer social anxiety and nervousness, she was still found standing in front of royalty with her little sister. "Lady Grace, a delightful ball but believe that my soiree later this week will be much more exclusive."

"Your majesty, no one would think to compare." Lady Grace says, both her and the Queen smiling in friendship. "May I please present my special guests, Viscountess (y/f/n) and her younger sister, miss (s/f/n)." the sisters both bow to the Queen and the Princess as Lady Grace explains how she is sponsoring the youngest for this year's Social Season.

"A high honour indeed. Though I believe it is a shame that the Viscountess is not participating in this season." (Y/n) grinds her jaw, fed up with everyone saying this over and over again. "But I do hope you both enjoy the festivities that are yet to come." The Queen and the Princess walk away and (s/n) frowns as she sees her older sister frustrated.

"Don't mind them. I know you don't see yourself getting married so just enjoy the evening."

"I know." (y/n) sighs out, quickly grabbing a glass of champaign when a young man walks towards the sisters.

"Lord Corning. I was hoping to see you this evening." Lady Grace greets the Lord, introducing the sisters.

"It is a pleasure. Miss (s/n), would you honour me with a dance?" The soft-spoken Lord asks and the younger sister looks up to her elder.

"Go, you know you don't need my permission. Have fun." (y/n) whispers and grins seeing her little sister say yes and take the Lord's hand as he leads her to the dancefloor. She watches her sister dance with the Lord, looking over the other couples on the dancefloor before her gaze stops on Five. He had an annoyed expression on his face as the miss he was with kept stepping on his feet. He soon gave up the dance, bowing before the miss and leaving the dancefloor to go outside.

Probably to get some fresh air.

(y/n) looks around for anyone watching her before snatching two glasses and a bottle of whiskey from the buffet table, sneaking out to the gardens to search for Five who probably needed a drink like she did.

She walked down the steps, hidden behind the bushes when she hears some men talk. "Is one lady unlike any other? Simply pick the least objectionable and get her wed, bed, and bred. And then you can turn to more pleasurable pursuits." (y/n) holds in her gasp at how the men thought of women, utterly disgusted by the notion of seeing females as a baby-making factory.