The Breakup | Five Hargreeves x Reader Story

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                              Y/n's Pov

I woke up in Five's bed, stretching out under the duvet, imbued with his intoxicating scent throughout it. I reached my hand to his side, jonesing for his body warmth, but he was nowhere to be seen. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, yawning. I didn't remember falling asleep last night. I remembered snuggling into his chest that felt like home and talking—talking for hours. The memory of how he caressed my arm still lingering on my skin. I felt so safe in Five's arms, so right. He was like medicine of my pain. My drug of choice. My drug I could never resist. All that in such a short time period.

"Hey." Five's low yet soft voice reached my ear as he lurked in the slightly ajar door. "You're up?"

"Yeah." I smiled. "Where have you been?"

He walked in, leaving the door ajar before moving closer and sitting on the other side of the bed. "My family called me," he said, his voice dry. "They'll be hosting an event in New York in a couple of days. It's a fancy event that became a tradition for us."

"Oh, that's sounds exciting." I said softly. "So what about it?"

He covered my hand with his, caressing it with his thumb. "You know, as being a sibling to my family, I have to be there."

I nodded, and my stomach dropped at the thought of Five leaving for New York. I knew this couldn't last forever. At the same time, I wished it could. I let out a heavy breath.

"Y/n?" His raspy voice brought me back to reality. I gladly at his perfect face and smiled, drowning in his blue-greenish gaze.

"Hm?" I muttered as he brought his hand to my cheek.

"I want you to go with me," he said softly, a mischievous smirk curling up his lip. "As my date."

I straightened up, staring into his eyes, bemused. "But what about your family? You know that my father will never let me go."

"Actually, my family wants to invite your whole family, too."

"What?" I raised my brow. "Your family hates my family. What has changed now? Is it because of you?"

"Maybe," Five muttered, a sly smirk curled up his lips.

I let out a deep sigh. "Five... and the press? If we show up there together, we'll make the front page headlines. Especially since I broke my engagement off just recently."

"Do you care?" Five whispered, leaning closer so that our lips were only inches apart. "Because as long as I have you by my side, the world could be crumbling down, and I wouldn't  give a damn."

I slid my hands a ring his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. We feel back onto the bed, Five resting his body weight on his elbows above me. I draped my fingers down his back, untill I finally broke the kiss and turned my gaze to Five.

"Come on, let's get coffee." I whispered, and he slowly smiled before pulling me in for another kiss.

"I knew you're the right woman for me." He smirked and picked me up from the bed bribe style. "Your so beautiful, baby," he whispered against the shell of my ear, teasing me with his tone, before carrying me to the kitchen to make us coffee.

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"Are you sure you have to go back home?" Five asked, staring at me with his black brows furrowed. One of his hands of the steering wheel and the other on mine.

"I can't keep crashing at your place like that. It feels like I moved in with you," I joked, and he chuckled.

"Not that I would mind." He smirked wickedly to the side, and I rolled my eyes. God, the effect this man had on me. His mere smirk was enough to set my body on fire.