Five Hargreeves one shots!!🥰
I do requests, but you'll have to DM me :) Fluff, smut, anything.
The age gap is a thing though, so the stories I do on my own are not about that :)
Some are long, some are somewhat shorter. Some are scene or some are...
It's a normal game night, rain clashing onto the windows of the small apartment Diego and Lila live in.
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'O', ya little cunt.' Lila mutters, throwing her hands in the air aggressively, almost throwing off the boardgame that's on the table.
On the other side of the table sits Five, a smirk visible on his face. 'Did he win?' Diego asks unbothered. He is sharpening his knives at the countertop next to Lila and Five, his back turned to them.
'Yes,' Lila rolls her eyes, 'again...'
Five leans back, throwing his hand behind his head, his victory taking over his mood. 'You'll have to up your game, Lila.' He says cocky, giving her a fake smile as she flips him off.
'Ignore him' Diego says, not even turning around. He knows Lila is on the verge of choking the old man. Diego's eyes are fixated on his knives, his head low.
Five hangs over his chair turning to him, 'hey daggerdude, since you have those big words, why don't you join us?' Lila crosses her arms, 'he's right. If you're so clever, why don't you come help me?'
'I'll join when Y/n has arrived.' Lila sighs, 'oh c'mon, it might take forever. She and her partner live pretty far away y'know.'
Diego shrugs and doesn't bother turning around as he knows Lila is looking at him judgmentally.
Sudden knocking comes from the door next to them, drawing Five and Lila's attention. 'Speaking of the devil', she says as she leans back.
Five gets up and grunts, putting his hands in his pockets with a casual expression on his face, 'finally.'
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'I'm getting some crisps for us' Lila says, walking away to the kitchen. Five opens the door, revealing Y/n standing in the hallway.
His eyes widen, worry entering his face as he meets her eyes she's desperately trying to hide. They're watery, and her body language tells him a worse message. 'Y/n..' Five whispers as he watches her enter insecurely, walking by, fully wet by rain.
