Number Five Imagines

Wedding Woes

Five Hargreeves x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Planning a wedding should be a joyous occasion, but for Five Hargreeves and his fiancée Y/N, it quickly turned into a battlefield of hilarious disagreements. From the moment they decided to tie the knot, every decision seemed to spark a new debate.

"Chocolate!" Five declared, arms crossed, as they sat in the office of Sweet Sensations, the premier bakery in town.

"Red velvet!" Y/N countered, her eyes sparkling with determination.

The baker, caught between the two, held up a tentative hand. "We could do a combination cake?"

Five and Y/N turned to her, then back to each other, shaking their heads simultaneously. "Nope."

"What's wrong with red velvet?" Y/N argued, her brow furrowing. "It's elegant and delicious."

Five scoffed. "Chocolate is a classic. And I don't trust a cake that's named after a fabric."

"Fine," Y/N said, rolling her eyes. "What about the design?"

"Simple and clean," Five said, envisioning a minimalistic cake.

Y/N, however, had other ideas. "I was thinking something with a little more... flair. Maybe some flowers, intricate designs—"

Before Five could retort, Klaus burst into the bakery, trailed by Diego and Luther. "Hey, lovebirds! How's the cake tasting going?"

Five sighed. "We're just... debating the finer points."

Klaus waggled his eyebrows. "Why not go with a giant rainbow cake? It's festive!"

Diego chuckled. "I vote for something with bacon on it."

Luther just looked confused. "Do people put bacon on cakes?"

The baker looked like she might faint.

In the end, they settled on a layered cake with alternating tiers of chocolate and red velvet, topped with simple but elegant decorations. It wasn't exactly what either had envisioned, but it was a compromise—a word that Five was rapidly learning to accept.

Next on the list was the music. Five preferred a live jazz band, while Y/N was leaning toward a playlist of their favorite songs.

"Jazz sets the mood," Five insisted, adjusting his tie as they met with a potential band leader in their living room.

"Yeah, the mood for a 1920s speakeasy," Y/N shot back. "We need something more modern, something we can really dance to."

The band leader, an older gentleman with a pencil-thin mustache, interjected. "We can do a mix, if you'd like?"

Before either could respond, Viktor wandered in, carrying his violin. "Need a musician? I can play Anything you want."

Five perked up. "Can you do jazz?"

Viktor nodded. "Of course. But I also know some contemporary pieces."

Y/N's eyes lit up. "What about 'You Are the Best Thing' by Ray LaMontagne?"

Viktor smiled. "I can do that."

Five threw up his hands. "Fine, let's have Viktor play. Just... not too much Ray LaMontagne."

Klaus sauntered in, a mischievous grin on his face. "I could DJ! Imagine the fun we'd have with a mix of 80s pop and punk rock!"

Five stared at him. "Absolutely not."

When it came to decorations, Five wanted sleek and modern, while Y/N envisioned a romantic, rustic theme.

"We need string lights and mason jars," Y/N said, flipping through a wedding magazine.

Five groaned. "We're not having a Pinterest wedding. How about something more sophisticated? Like geometric centerpieces."

"Geometric?" Y/N laughed. "What are we, hosting a math conference?"

Lila, who had shown up uninvited but was enjoying the chaos, added her two cents. "I think you should go with a theme park idea. Imagine—carnival games, cotton candy, maybe even a Ferris wheel!"

Y/N laughed. "Actually, that sounds kind of fun."

Five buried his face in his hands. "We're not turning our wedding into a circus."

In the end, they settled on a rustic-chic blend with some modern touches—fairy lights and mason jars for Y/N, and sleek tableware and geometric designs for Five. It was a mix that surprisingly worked, combining the best of both their visions.

Even the wedding invitations were a source of contention. Five wanted them to be minimalist and elegant, while Y/N wanted something more whimsical and colorful.

"This font is too boring," Y/N complained, staring at the sample invite. "It doesn't scream 'fun.'"

Five rubbed his temples. "We're not throwing a rave, Y/N. We're getting married. It should be timeless."

Klaus, had another idea. "Why not go with a pop-up invitation? Like those 3D books! People would love that."

Five shot him a look. "We're not making pop-up books, Klaus."

Despite the disagreements, the wedding day arrived, and everything was miraculously coming together. Five and Y/N stood at the altar, their family and friends gathered around them. The setting was a perfect blend of their styles—rustic yet sophisticated, whimsical yet elegant.

As they exchanged vows, Five couldn't help but smile at Y/N. Despite their differences, their love for each other had only grown stronger through the process. It was clear that, no matter the debates, they were perfect for each other.

When they shared their first kiss as husband and wife, the crowd erupted into applause, and Klaus, predictably, started a slow clap that turned into an impromptu chant of "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

Five's siblings had their mishaps—Klaus accidentally spilled champagne on Viktor's suit, Lila got into a friendly wrestling match with Allison over the bouquet, and Luther accidentally triggered a sound system malfunction that blasted "Never Gonna Give You Up" at full volume during the toasts.

At the end of the night, as they danced under the twinkling lights, Five pulled Y/N close and whispered, "You know, despite all the chaos, I wouldn't change a thing."

Y/N smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling. "Not even the part where we almost had a bacon cake?"

Five chuckled. "Not even that. Well... maybe a little."

Y/N laughed, leaning in to kiss him. "I love you, Five Hargreeves. Even if you have terrible taste in cakes."

Five grinned, wrapping his arms around her. "And I love you, Y/N Hargreeves. Even if you have questionable taste in everything else."

As they swayed to the music, surrounded by their chaotic but loving family, Five realized that the debates, the compromises, and the occasional disaster were all part of what made their love story uniquely theirs.

And for Five and Y/N, that was all they ever wanted.