power lines / five hargreeves x gn!reader

Not quite

Y/n appeared in the courtyard, sighing as the rift disappeared behind them. They'd be back soon enough- they just needed to get the REALITY  book. Hopefully that would help Five understand. Or at least, perhaps, be an interesting read. Something to keep him entertained for the rest of the day.

When they walked in, Diego was there.

"Hi." Y/n smiled at him, moving over to the bookshelf.

"Where the hell have you been?" He frowned at them, watching them move across the room.

Y/n waved a hand, "Bonding."

He shook his head, ignoring the comment, "Anyway, we're having a family meeting. Everyone should be here soon."

"Family meeting?" Y/n blinked, "What about?"

"Mom." Diego paused to clarify, "Grace."

Y/n pulled the book off the shelf, "Is she okay? Is something wrong?"

Diego paused, "She's fine. Luther and Allison are kicking up a fuss over nothing."

"Do you need me here for that? I don't think I count as family- I'm not any of your siblings."

"Hey, you may not be family like we are, but you're still one of us." He reassured.

They nodded, moving over to the bar to make themself a drink, "You want something?"

"No thanks." He almost laughed, "It's weird to see you drinking. Still looking seventeen and all."

"Oh my god, I forgot the legal age is twenty-one here." They blinked, but did not pause making the drink, "That's so silly."

"What? What is it where you were born?"

"Well, to buy it or drink in public you need to be eighteen, but on private property you only have to be five." They shrugged, adding some ice.

Diego shook his head, "That's insane. Five years old? That's a child."

Y/n laughed, leaning against the bar and taking a sip.

Allison appeared shortly with Viktor in tow. They were walking side-by-side, but Viktor was slouched, awkward, he seemed like he was folding in on himself.

"Are you drinking?" Allison blinked in surprise as they entered.

"Apparently in England you can drink from five." Diego muttered.

"Well we're not in England." She sighed.

Y/n laughed, setting down the drink, "I'm, like, forty-four. I'll be fine."

"Physically you're not."

"Ah, it's just a drink. I'm not, like, an alcoholic or something."

"Did I hear 'alcoholic'? Are you talking about me? This isn't an intervention, is it?" Whined a voice. In appeared Klaus, with Luther by his side.

Luther mumbled something under his breath, unimpressed.

"Where's Five?" Allison asked.

"He's refusing to come." Luther sighed.

"Well, let's just start. Maybe he'll get here later." Diego shrugged, "What's this whole thing about mom?"

A video was shown. A brief discussion ensued around the circumstances. A vote was insisted upon- to deactivate Grace or not.

"Y/n?"

Y/n blinked, "I- do I really get a vote?"

Diego shrugged, "You're not family, but you're close enough."