Five Hargreaves | The Umbrella Academy

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by OfficialDeadHead

by OfficialDeadHead

LITTLE TEMPER

Requested by: neodraws

Origin: TUA

Genre: ❤️

Warnings: idk swears / cute hate ig

The one thing Five loved about Delores is that she was always there right where he left her. It was times like these when he was attempting to hunt down his speedster boyfriend, that he missed the damned doll.

Grunting to himself as he looked in yet another empty room. The two of you were supposed to be hanging at the academy for the day, he turned his back for two seconds and you had gone. Pulling out his phone, he aggressively taps your contact, pressing the call button in a huff.

His temper calms a little as your name covers the screen, seeing some cheesy nickname you changed it to when he wasn't looking, and the background picture of the two of you.

"Hey?"

"Where are you? [Y/n], I swear I turned my back for one second-"

"Chill, I'm right-" the sentence cuts off as Five looks at his phone confused.

"Here." The voice sounds behind him, and when he turns he is met with the cheeky grin of the [H/c] haired boy. The boy was holding two ice creams, one [F/f] and another tiramisu flavoured.

Five grumpily hangs up the call, taking the ice cream from his boyfriend's hand and making his way to the lounge. "Could have told me that's what you were doing."

[Y/n] chuckles at the grumpy teen, following him onto the couch as he sees a movie set up on the TV. A horror movie was set up, something called 'The Silence' that Five had picked. "You picked a movie without me?"

"I looked for you! You disappeared!" He sighs, exasperated with his limited attention span. Sometimes Five swears he's related to Klaus with how easily he wonders off in his own world.

"Nah you just took the opportunity to find a movie that'll make me cry, I know you!" [Y/n] answers, pulling a blanket over them as Five snuggled into his side, acting as though the action was above him with an eye roll.

"It's not my fault if you're a pussy." He mumbles, a small smirk playing at his face, knowing he researched the movie just to spite him for making him wait.

"I only cry when there's dogs!" The [H/c] haired teen answered back, not noticing the look as he played the movie.

"Stop. Pause it." [Y/n] practically demanded. Five did as he asked and watched as he stood up. He paced the room, progressively getting faster as he did.

"Okay stop, you're giving me a headache." He chuckled, watching the boy's reaction with an amused smirk. An accusatory finger was pointed in his direction.

"You knew!" He near growled out, huffing as he stomped around another lap. "I swear if that man doesn't die now!"

"You swear what?"

"Shut up! I just do!"

The movie eventually ended and the two teens were relaxed into eachother on the couch. [Y/n] had fallen asleep on Five's shoulder, drooling a little onto his shirt.

"Ew, you shitbag, you're gonna wash this when you wake up." He grumbles, wiping your mouth with his sleeve, before nuzzling int the side of you, ready to drift of himself.

"Hmmm.... I love you fivers..." You mumble out with a lazy smile, eyes not open, but obvious that you were somewhat awake.

Five blushed, being affectionate was something that he didn't usually do, so being caught was a little embarrassing. "Shut up... I love you too... dipshit."

You let out a small, tired laugh, wrapping your arms around him before falling into a blissful slumber.

Only to be ruined when...

"Oh yeah, he didn't die."

"Motherfuc-!"