Five x Zero One Shots

You're Not Real

Technically not canon but like it could be. And warning, sad

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"Darling?" I feel Five walk into his room, finding me on his bed. He walks up and crouches next to me. "There you are," he laughs sweetly. I keep my back turned to him.

"Hey, Five.." I mumble, moving my head more into his pillow.

"Hey, how are you doing?" He asks, grazing my cheek and moving the hair behind my ear. I turn more to avoid facing him.

"I'm fine." I mumble.

"Then what are you doing up here alone?"

"I thought reading minds was my job," I give a fake laugh.

"Are you alright, darling?" Five looks at me further. I sigh and wrap my arms around myself. "Darling?"

"I'm fine, Five,"

"Why aren't you talking to me?"

"I'm fine,"

"Baby,"

"I'm fine,"

"Love?"

"I'm-" I choke on my breath. I sigh and look down at the sheets. "I'm fine."

"Please look at me." Five asks calmly and sweetly. It breaks my heart.

"I can't-"

"Please? For me?" He cuts through everything. I sigh and turn my body around to him, but still burying my face as much as I can in the pillow while still being able to breathe. Even though I really didn't want to. I feel Five's heart hurt and I squeeze myself tighter. "Oh, darling.." I feel his thumb go to my cheek to wipe away the streaks of tears. I shut my eyes because I can't stand to look at him. Feeling his pain is enough. Feeling him see me is enough.

"I'm fine-"

"Darling, you're not. Please talk to me, I'm here for you." He says calmly and sweetly. His voice is like butter. And it hurts.

"Stop, I can't handle it," I let out, holding back tears, holding myself tightly.

"What do you mean?"

"I can't- I can't handle the thought of me mattering. The thought of me meaning something. To anyone. You make this- so hard." I start shaking. I feel his hand hold my cheek.

"Can I get in bed with you, darling?" He asks. I sigh and nod, shifting back so he can join me. He takes his shoes off and he climbs under the covers with me. He gets close and puts his arms around me. I don't move. "Put your arms around me, you're not alone anymore." He says and I nod, listening to him. I shakily move my arms and snake them around him, holding his back. My breathing quickens. "You're not alone, okay? I'm here for you and I always will be." He starts petting my hair. I can't hold back anymore. I sob, pushing myself into his chest. "Good, let it out," he hums and praises. My hold on him gets tight. I sob everything into his chest. He rubs my back smoothly.

"I- I don't-" I start but I can't get it out.

"Darling, you deserve this. You deserve love. And I will always be here to give it to you. I'm sorry you don't believe you deserve this but you do. You honestly do." I feel his lips connect with the top of head. I sob harder at the love. "You go through so much. You deserve to feel happy. You deserve to feel love."

"Do I? I'm evil, I-"

"You're not evil, darling. You always do everything you can to help everyone around you. You put everyone above yourself. The only one suffering because of you is you."

"No, but-"

"I was the one that killed people. You saved them. You put yourself at risk dozens of times to save people you didn't even know. Darling, you are my example of what a good person is."

"I'm so tired."

"I know."