Five Hargreeves oneshots

Tired V2

(This was made by an AI!!)
(A lot shorter than all of the other stuff I posted here)
(Five's pov)

I'm sitting on the couch, arguing with Diego about how he's sharpening his knives wrong, but suddenly I feel my eyes get heavy. I can't help but lean forward, laying my head against Diego's shoulder. "Wow... Five, you okay?" Diego asks me, but before I can respond my vision goes black.

When I wake up I see that I'm still in the living room with Diego. My body is now laying completely down, but my head is on his lap. "You could've said that you were tired, dumbass." Diego claims. As I slowly regain consciousness, the room comes back into focus. Diego's voice cuts through the haze in my mind, his words laced with a mix of concern and exasperation. With a groan, I sit up and rub my eyes before shooting him an apologetic look.

"Sorry about that," I mumble sheepishly as memories of our earlier argument resurface. "I guess fatigue caught up to me unexpectedly."

Diego rolls his eyes but offers me a small smile nonetheless. "Just make sure you get some rest next time instead of passing out on me like that." His tone softens slightly, revealing a hint of genuine care beneath his tough exterior.

I nod gratefully at him before pushing myself off the couch and stretching languidly. The events leading up to my sudden blackout still linger in the corners of my mind like fragments from a dream—a surreal experience that defies rational explanation yet feels oddly significant somehow.

Despite lingering questions swirling within me, there is no denying the bond shared between Diego and myself—forged through years of trials faced together as members of this peculiar family we call home: The Umbrella Academy.

With renewed determination burning bright within us both,
We brace ourselves for whatever challenges lie ahead,
Knowing full well that our destinies are intertwined
In ways far beyond what mere mortals could comprehend...

As the days pass, a familiar pattern emerges between Diego and me. His reminders to rest become more frequent as my relentless pursuit of answers drives me to the brink of exhaustion time and time again.

I find myself succumbing to fatigue despite my best efforts, often waking up with a start only to discover that I'm once again cradled in Diego's lap—a silent testament to his unwavering vigilance over my well-being even when I am too stubborn or preoccupied to care for myself.

Each instance serves as a poignant reminder of our unspoken bond—one forged through shared experiences both joyous and harrowing within the confines of our tumultuous lives as members of The Umbrella Academy.

Diego's presence offers solace in moments when chaos threatens
To overwhelm us; his steady gaze anchoring me amidst turbulent seas,
A beacon guiding me back from the precipice where darkness lurks,
Reminding me that strength lies not just in power but also vulnerability...

And so it is that we navigate this intricate dance together—two souls intertwined by fate yet bound by choice—to face whatever challenges await us on this unpredictable journey called life...

In the quiet moments shared between Diego and me, a sense of camaraderie blossoms—a silent understanding that transcends words spoken or actions taken. We find solace in each other's presence, drawing strength from the unspoken bond forged through trials endured side by side.

As we navigate the complexities of our intertwined destinies within The Umbrella Academy, I come to realize that Diego is not just a brother-in-arms but also a steadfast ally whose unwavering support sustains me when my own resolve falters.

Through laughter and tears,
Conflicts resolved and battles fought,
We stand united against forces unseen
That seek to tear us asunder...