I sat down on my hammock, my ukelele in my hands, aimlessly strumming it.
I eventually started strumming the start of build me up buttercup. I start humming along to the song.
Why do you build me up
Buttercup, baby
Just to let me down?
And mess me around
And then, worst of all
You never call, baby
When you say you will
But I love you still
I need you
More than anyone, darling
You know that I have from the start
So build me up
Buttercup, don't break my heart
"I'll be over at ten", you told me time and again
But you're late, I wait around and then (Ba-dah-dah)
I went to the door, I can't take any more
It's not you, you let me down again
I turned around and saw Five smirking and singing at me. The actions have me butterflies and caused me to smile.
Baby, baby, try to find
A little time and I'll make you happy
I'll be home, I'll be beside the phone waiting for you
Oohoohooh, oohoohooh
Why do you build me up
Buttercup, baby
Just to let me down?
And mess me around
And then, worst of all
You never call, baby
When you say you will
But I love you still
I need you (I need you)
More than anyone, darling
You know that I have from the start
So build me up
Buttercup, don't break my heart
I looked at Five, who had sat next to me while singing, and smiled. He grinned and a light pink dusted his cheeks.
"You should sing to me more often." I giggled as his flustered state. He chuckled and ran a hand through his hair.
"I'm not that good." I looked at him with disbelief.
"You're joking right? You just perfectly sang in a alto pitch." He blushed and chuckled,
"I'm not as good as you though." Now it was my turn to blush. I looked down at my uke and started to fiddle with it.
"Aw, what. Can't take a compliment?" I chuckled and looked at Five.
"I've just never seen myself as good." I chuckled and looked back at the city. I heard Five scoff.
He made me look at him by using his fingers under my chin.
"You are positively perfect in every single way." He kissed me softly and sweetly, taking his time to draw it out.
We pulled apart for air but he puts his forehead against mine.
"Don't underestimate yourself, okay?" He grinned. I giggled softly.
"Okay."
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What A Wonderful World 🌌 (Five Hargreeves Imagines)
Fanfiction*NOT EDITED* A set of imagines that pop into my mind in the middle of the day. Or night. I am in no way sexualizing Aidan Gallagher. He is 17 and that is in no way my intention in this book. This is coming from a teen myself. So I apologize if it se...