Five Hargreeves x Reader Imagines

💫 Social Season Sequal (Part 5) 💫

(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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It was once again time for the Spring ball that the Hargreeves held annually at their ancestral hall, maids and butlers running amuck to complete their designated tasks. Lord and Lady Hargreeves were hard at work organising the ball, letting the siblings entertain themselves before the guests all arrived at the end of the week.

The Hargreeves and the sisters were playing Pall Mall, Five's siblings taunting him that (y/n) had managed to grab his special mallet and now his strikes were coming up short. "I would dare say that without your precious mallet brother, it seems that you cannot perform like before." Ben chuckles as Five sighs when his ball goes past the wicket.

"Yes!" (y/n) jumps in joy as she manages to get her ball through the wicket, Five looking over at her as she gets smothered in hugs by Allison and Klaus. He smiles at the scene, unknowing of Viktor watching him. "Go (s/n)!" the sisters cheer each other on, the others taking their turn until it was (y/n)'s turn again.

"Now you have two choices (y/n); go for the wicket or send Five off his course. I'd rather piss him off and send his ball of course." Diego muses and she winks at him.

"I like that idea."

"(y/n) don't-" she hits her ball and it collides into Five's which flies through the barrage of trees and into the forest.

"Yes!" the siblings all cheer the Viscountess' move as Luther goes to take his turn.

"Do not celebrate so soon." He hits his ball and it sends (y/n)'s through the very same forest that Five's ball flew through.

"Oh, what a bloody good shot brother!" Five grins out, smirking at (y/n) who pouts, pushing down the fluttering feeling in his stomach seeing her pink lips puff in annoyance.

"It looks like the two of you might have to fetch them, or would you rather cut from the game?" Klaus snickers as (y/n) and Five look at each other.

"Oh, I'm getting my ball alright."

"After you then." the siblings chuckle as they watch Five and (y/n) go off into the forest before continuing their game.

"How far did that brother of yours hit my ball?"

"I hope it went further than mine-"

"-ah shit.. I ." (y/n) whispers, pausing to see that her ball along with Five's had fallen into a large puddle of mud. "So... what do you want to do? Take them out?"