Number Five Imagines

Broke the rules

Five Hargreeves x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the sprawling grounds of the Umbrella Academy. Thirteen-year-old Five Hargreeves crept silently through the shadows, his heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. Tonight was another night he would see Y/n, the girl who had captured his heart.

It had all started a few months ago during a rescue mission. Five and his siblings had been dispatched to save a group of hostages from a dangerous situation. Among them was Y/n, a brave and resourceful girl who had caught Five's eye immediately. Despite the chaos and danger, there had been an instant connection between them.

After the mission, Five couldn't get Y/n out of his mind. He had to see her again. So, he began to smuggle her into the Academy every evening. They would spend hours together, talking and laughing, sharing their hopes and dreams. It was the one bright spot in Five's otherwise regimented and controlled life.

Tonight was no different. Five made his way to the hidden entrance he had discovered weeks ago, his mind filled with anticipation. As he approached, he saw Y/n waiting for him, her eyes lighting up when she spotted him.

"Five!" she whispered excitedly, throwing her arms around him.

"Y/n," he replied, hugging her tightly. "I missed you."

They sneaked into the Academy, careful to avoid the surveillance cameras and the ever-watchful eyes of Sir Reginald Hargreeves. They made their way to Five's room, where they could finally relax and be themselves.

"I brought you something," Y/n said, pulling a small, wrapped package from her bag. "It's a book I thought you'd like."

Five's eyes widened with delight as he unwrapped the gift. "Thank you, Y/n. This means a lot to me."

They spent the evening reading and talking, the hours slipping away unnoticed. But unbeknownst to them, Sir Reginald had grown suspicious of Five's nightly disappearances. He had been monitoring the house closely, and tonight, he decided to investigate.

As Five and Y/n laughed softly over a shared joke, the door to Five's room suddenly burst open. Sir Reginald stood in the doorway, his expression stern and disapproving.

"Number Five," he said coldly, his gaze shifting to Y/n. "Who is this, and what is she doing in my house?"

Five jumped to his feet, his heart racing. "Sir, I can explain—"

"There's no need for explanations," Sir Reginald interrupted, his tone icy. "You have broken the rules, Number Five. You know the consequences."

Y/n looked between Five and Sir Reginald, fear and confusion in her eyes. "Five, what's happening?"

Five took Y/n's hand, squeezing it reassuringly. "It's going to be okay, Y/n. I'll handle this."

But Sir Reginald was not in a forgiving mood. "You will never invite anyone to this house again, Number Five. Do you understand? This is not a place for outsiders."

"But she—"

"Do you understand?" Sir Reginald repeated, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Five's shoulders slumped in defeat. "Yes, Sir."

Y/n's eyes filled with tears as she realized what this meant. "Five, I—"

"I'm sorry, Y/n," Five said, his voice choked with emotion. "I wish things were different."

Sir Reginald stepped aside, allowing Y/n to leave. She gave Five one last, longing look before she turned and walked away, disappearing into the night.

Five stood in the doorway, watching her go, his heart breaking. He knew he had to obey Sir Reginald's orders, but that didn't make it any easier. As the door closed, he felt a sense of loss he had never experienced before.

From that night on, Five was never the same. He buried himself in his training, determined to become stronger, to protect those he cared about until the day he finally had enough. The memory of Y/n lingered, a reminder of the young love he had found and lost, and the cost of living under Sir Reginald Hargreeves' iron rule.