Five Hargreeves x Reader Imagines

💫 Social Season Sequal (Part 6) (Smut) 💫

(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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Feeling anxious was an understatement as (y/n) stood against a pillar in her suit, fiddling with her gloves as she bowed her head to have her face hidden beneath her hat. From a distance, she could pass an antisocial male and that was what she was hoping for, that no one tries to speak to her. She was only here at the opening of the Hagreeves Spring Ball to keep an eye on her little sister and on Five. They were speaking together under one of the many floral tents, (y/n) grabbing some whiskey from the server that walked past her.

"She looks to be having fun..." (y/n) sighs out, thinking that she would better retire to her room instead.

"(y/n)!" the Viscountess looks up when her name was being called, seeing her sister wave for her with a grin on her face. (y/n) looked at Five who stared at her too, a soft look in his eyes. The Viscount thought the oldest sister looked lovely in her attire but noticed how frigid she was amongst the people, worried about her being in a frantic state. (y/n) begrudgingly walked over, downing her drink and grabbing another which made (s/n) not happy.

"Yeah (s/n)?"

"You're drinking again."

"I never stopped sister." this made (s/n) frown deeper and Five wondered what was up between the sisters. "Ok, ok." (y/n) finished her drink and sets the glass down, refusing a drink from a passing waiter. "Now, you called for me? I was about to go read."

"I barely see you nowadays. Do you really hate my presence that much?" (s/n) chuckles as (y/n) snorts lightly.

"Yes. You're a nuisance." (y/n) says sarcastically with a smile as she leans against the tent pole with her arms crossed.

"Viscountess (y/n)." Five had stood up to greet the older sister, her looking at him briefly.

"Sir Hargreeves." Five grinds his jaw as (y/n) purposely spoke his name with a lower class title, her smirking at his reaction before they both sat down on a chair.

"My sister has this knack for large grounds of land, she's fascinated by exploring and being lost in the world about her." (s/n) suddenly says and her older sister looks at her with shock.

"Is that so?"

"She loves exploring large houses. She was gone for hours just exploring your mansion when we first arrived." Five smirks at (y/n) who sputters in embarrassment.

"You don't suppose she enjoys forest walks?"

"Oh yes! Mostly the night walks she takes around the garden when she thinks I am asleep."