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Do You Miss Us?

Five Hargreeves x F!Reader - angst with a happy ending (yeah… happy ish ending)

synopsis: when you find out Five and Lila kissed, you don’t know what to feel. All you know is that you need to get away. Because it was one thing for them to kiss, and another to realize that in the time spent apart, Five Hargreeves may not love you anymore.

content/warnings: hints of anxiety, curse words, cheating, s4 spoilers, mentions of disassociation, morally grey characters, not lore accurate, not really canon, doesn’t focus on the plot moreso reader & fives relationship, lmk if i forgot anything

“Y/n, please,”

you continue walking, wiping away the incessant tears that stream down your face. you feel nauseas, and your chest hurts in a way that it pains you to breathe.

he catches your wrist in his hand, and you turn around, angered. “What? What could you possibly say that would make this better, Five?”

he looks distraught, if not more than you and the thought has your hands shaking in fury. for what reason did he have to be so upset? you weren’t the one who disappeared for a few hours - which ended up being seven years - and then kissed another person.

“I fucked up, I didn’t… You don’t understand, I was losing my mind.” he slips his hand from your wrist to intertwine your fingers, but you shake his grip off in disgust. he looks at you so brokenly at the action, you almost feel bad.

but then you remember her, and you feel the bile rise to your throat once more. “I don’t understand?” you say slowly, taking a step forward.

you point at him, “I think you’re the one who doesn’t understand. I knew some shit was going on between you two, with your secrets and odd glances. But I trusted you, Five. You know why?”

he looks at you with wide eyes, seeming almost unsettled by your outburst. “Because I loved you.” you whisper.

you huff out a laugh, shaking your head as you wipe the remnants of your tears. “But that didn’t matter in the end. You were alone with her for seven years, so it makes sense. I wish you nothing but happiness, Five. Even if it’s away from me.”

you turn, moving to walk again, but he crashes into you from behind and wraps his arms around you. “Please,” his hands are trembling where they rest on your stomach, and although you want to soothe him, you don’t think you are in the place to at the moment.

you take a shaky deep breath, before carefully untangling his hands from your torso. he whimpers pitifully at the action, and you have to stop yourself from giving in and drawing him closer.

you used to bring him comfort, give him love and make him feel safe; but it seemed it was not enough; because in the end he chose someone else.

you turn back around, “I need some time alone right now, Five.” you tug at your bottom lip with your teeth, ripping the skin. you don’t want to look at his face, so you choose to stare at the chipped paint on the wall.

Five lifts his hand for a moment, before dropping it. “Will you come back?” his voice has never sounded so childlike; as though he can’t bear the thought of you leaving and never coming back.

you swallow harshly, “I’ll come back.”

he nods, his own arms wrapping around himself.

“I just don’t know if it will be for you.”

you take a chance and glance at his face, hating the way your heart hurts when his expression crumples.

back in the room, you were so sure he was in love with Lila, but now you’re starting to doubt yourself. because if he truly felt something for her, would he really be crying in front of you right now?

you don’t know. you also don’t feel like you have it in you to make any assumptions.

you turn around, your back facing Five. “I’ll see you later. Don’t follow me.”

and with that, you walk out of Five’s life, unknowingly carrying his heart with you.

-

Five lays in a bed - not his, for years it’s never been his - and recounts the last seven years.

he remembers missing you immensely in the beginning. for the first three years, you were all he could think about.

and then his friendship with Lila began to grow. the time he wished to spend with you, he was now spending with her. it was odd at first, because the two were not close friends of any sort. but when you’re trapped in a different time-line, or different universe, you become allies with those you normally wouldn’t.

somewhere along the way, they had provided one another with the comfort they lacked from their significant others.

it wasn’t supposed to end up that way. it wasn’t.

but now Five can’t get the way you looked at him out of his head; it was like he physically shot you in the chest, or told you he didn’t love you. like he betrayed you.

he grasps at his own chest, curling up into a ball beneath the covers. he feels like he’s going to die.

and maybe that would be for the best. he’s lived a long, torturous life. with a nut-job for a father, siblings that were always thinking about themselves and a lover who he’d ruined everything with, what was the point of life anymore?

its been a month since Five had seen you, and the ache in his chest has yet to go away. he couldn’t find it in himself to eat, often laying in bed as Luther force-fed food down his throat in fear that he would truly pass away.

it’s just another late night, and Five takes the time to stare at the broken glass window as the sun begins to set. the only sound in the room comes from the clock, the constant ticks helping him disassociate and think about you.

he distantly hears the door creak open, but is too exhausted to look at who it is. he doesn’t really care anyway, because he knows it’s not going to be you.

“Five?”

he blinks slowly. it almost sounded like you, but he figured he was hearing things at this point.

“Five,” he feels a hand smooth over his shoulder. gentle in a way he’d only ever experienced with you. his head turns, if only slightly, and he catches sight of your concerned face.

his eyes widen, he forces himself to sit up even if his arms have little to no strength left. “What are you… what are you doing here?” he croaks.

you sigh, sitting on the edge of the bed. it’s far too away from Five, he wants to pull you in the bed and bring you into his arms.

“Should I leave?” you glance at the door for a second, but Five immediately grabs onto your hands and shouts, “No! No, please. Please stay.”

you look shocked at his outburst, nodding softly.

the silence in the room is deafening, but Five is merely happy you’re there. Seven years and then some apart from you was not easy, and after his last conversation with you, he knows he’ll feel unsettled until he makes it right. if he can make it right.

“I did some thinking.” you start, cautious.

Five watches you with fear, scared to hear your next words.

“I’m not angry anymore. I understand you went through a lot being trapped again, and I can’t blame you for falling in love with Lila since she was there for you. I do wish you broke it off with me before kissing her, but what’s done is done.”

your voice comes out stable, like you’ve thought it all through and are content to leave things as they are. but Five is shaking his head the moment you say the word love and Lila in the same sentence, because that could not be more far from the truth.

“Wait, please stop it,” he begs, seeming desperate.

“I understand why you might think that way, but I do not love Lila.” he feels lighter with the words being spoken. he’s been aching to clarify this the moment you found out they kissed, but hasn’t had the chance.

your brows furrow, and you pick at the cotton sleeve of your hoodie. “Um, I see.” you look so confused, he can’t help but move closer to you.

you look at him, body rigid. you don’t seem comfortable around him anymore, and the thought has him clutching his chest in pain.

“Y/n, I love you.”

you recoil immediately, and it prompts Five to reach out instinctively.

the words tumble out of his mouth, like he’s scared you’re going to run before he can finish getting everything out. “I haven’t stopped loving you, Lila and I.. when we, you know, it was a moment of weakness after losing you and being trapped again. I wished every day that I could see you, but I was stuck.”

you move to stand, and a part of Five’s heart breaks for what he thinks will be the last time ever. because if you walk out of this room, he knows he won’t be able to love again. you are it for him, and if he doesn’t have you, then he’d rather stay alone for the rest of his life.

“I’m sorry, I truly am. I understand if you don’t want to be with me anymore, but I need you to know that I love you.”

at the end of his little speech he breathes out, listening to his heart thump loudly in his ears.

it’s odd, he thinks. love has always been so painful, so destructive. but with you it was simple. it was calm, steady and soft. he wonders; he hopes, that he’ll be able to experience it again. after all, a healthy type of love was rare for his kind.

he watches you walk closer, reaching a hand out and placing it on his cheek. he leans into it, closing his eyes as he missed your touch immensely. you use the other hand to push his hair back, planting a kiss on his forehead.

his eyes shoot open at the feeling, and he stares at you in wonder. he begins to feel hope bubble in his chest.

“You love me?” you ask quietly.

he nods, “Only you. Only ever you.”

you exhale, shoulders drooping as you move to sit beside him. you wrap an arm around his waist and one on his neck, pulling him down as you lay on the small bed. his head falls to your neck, and he sneaks a small kiss in, hoping you won’t push him away.

“I can’t promise that i’ll forgive you completely. At least not right now. And I’ll probably hate Lila forever, but I don’t think I can walk away from you knowing you love me.”

you run a hand through his hair, feeling him nod into the space between your head and your shoulder. “I know, I completely understand.”

you pat his head gently, staring up at the ceiling.

“I love you too, Five. I don’t think I ever won’t.”

he rubs his face into your neck, and you feel something wet touch it. you card your fingers through his hair once more, cooing.

“Thank you,” his voice comes out shaky, but he hopes you hear the sincerity.

you shift the two of you until you’re underneath the covers, cradling him in your arms with his head on your chest. “Don’t thank me yet. I will be making out with Diego as revenge.”

Five lifts his head, “What?!”

sorry if this is ooc:>

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Shuntaro Chishiya x Pining!reader

synopsis: Chishiya is cold, smart and most of all, dreamy. You seem to find his aloof demeanour captivating, and after a particular hard game, Chishiya seems to let you comfort him.

meeting Shuntaro Chishiya was the best thing that could’ve happened to you while living in the Borderland. not that he helped you in games, no, rather, he helped you by brightening your once dark and lonely life outside of the games. you’ve been sticking to him like glue lately; an effect of your rather quick attachment style and it seemed he needed space. he left to go play a game, claiming his visa was running out even if you knew he was still good for a week.

you ignored the pang in your chest at the lie, knowing Chishiya didn’t have an obligation to take you with him or care about your feelings. but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

you bury your face into the pillow beneath you, inhaling softly. it smelled like him; a soft musky scent that was made your shoulders relax instantly. you were clad in a hoodie and shorts, laying aimlessly on his bed as you waited for him to come back.

you hear footsteps outside before the door unlocks, and your head shoots up to find Chishiya. he looks the same as he did when he left, perhaps a little more exhausted now. but then he spots you, and something in his feline eyes shift. you bite your lip, wondering if you should give him some space.

he stands there for a moment, observing you, and you take this as your cue to leave. while you’d love to fuss over him and ask how the game went, you’re sure he wants nothing more than to rest alone.

and with that, you sit up, running a hand through your hair before grabbing your room key. you smile lightly at Chishiya as he turns to look at you, before you attempt to slip out quietly.

his arm shoots out to grab your wrist, and you pause. you look up at him with a confused face.

“Where are you going?” he asks quietly.

you stare at the hand holding your arm, “To my room…?”

he frowns, and you want nothing more than to kiss it away. he shifts on his feet, subtle yet you notice. you notice everything about him.

“Why?”

you give him a sad smile, “I just thought you’d want some space, that is why you left, isn’t it?”

he says nothing, merely holding your wrist as you stand there confused. he sighs, letting his hand slip from your wrist to your palm, pulling you towards the bed as you take a seat unsure.

“Stay.” he commands, and your stomach flips at the soft spoken word, feeling butterflies erupt as you sink into the soft bedding beneath you.

you pull the blanket up as you watch Chishiya curiously. he climbs into the bed after you, causing you to turn to the side and prop your head on your hand, elbow digging into the mattress.

Chishiya does not look you in the eye, he simply moves closer to you and lays his head on the pillow in front of your chest, curling his body beneath the blanket as his back faces you, body inches apart and your face hovering above his.

you’re shocked, astonished. but most of all, you’re excited. your heart thumps loudly in your chest as you decide to test the waters, listening to Chishiya’s soft breaths as he closes his eyes. you place a hand on his head gently, raking your fingers through his hair.

the tension you didn’t even notice in his shoulders seems to leave as he melts into the bed. you carefully push back a lock of hair, caressing his head softly as you enjoy the silence.

you play with his hair for about twenty minutes, letting time pass by slow and not having to worry about anything but the boy who has your heart right in front of you.

he groans slightly, and your eyes snap down to his form as he turns to face you. you momentarily pause your caresses on his hair, and when you don’t immediately continue his eyes shoot open.

he looks up at you, cat-like eyes blinking up as you look down at him unsure. but then he lifts his arm, grabbing your hand with his own as he places it on his head. you smile, continuing to pet his hair.

you didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, you didn’t know if you could even make it out of here alive. but if there was one thing you knew for sure, it was that you loved the boy in front of you, and you’d do anything for him. you’d die for him.

the rest of the night passes by quietly, with the calming buzz of other beach members and crickets who seem to chirp a little too loudly from outside. you fall asleep at some point in the night, curling close with the white haired boy in front of you.

a/n: idk how many Chishiya fics I will write but oh gosh he has my heart right now

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(a) - angst

(f) - fluff

Shuntaro Chishiya

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Five Hargreeves

｡ Do you miss us? (a) (f)

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