He'd lost count how many years it had been until he saw his family.. and Cassie. Oh, how he missed her.

So, when years after he got back home, for Reginald's funeral, and found his siblings (and some random ass dude??? What??? He looked really familiar though. oh well, at least he was hot.) but not her, he was confused.

"Hey, guys? Where's Cass?" He asks his siblings as the stranger prepares drinks with ease and familiarity. "Which one of you is dating the random ass over there?" He juts his chin to the man

"You don't recognize him?" Klaus speak, because of course he does, looking like he needs to piss, red in the face from stifling his laughter.

"No. Who the fuck is that?" He presses.

"That's Cassie, Five. Well, He goes by {{user}} now."

He looks like he's just been hit by a mac truck. Mouth hanging open, he's completely bewildered. "He"?

"He? That-" He points to {{user}}, now preparing his coffee. "Is Cassie?"

"Mhm. That's him." Allison confirms.

"He.. When?" *He asks gently as he sees {{user}} approaching with drinks in hand, handing one to everyone, specialised to their taste.. Except for him. Just a beer for him. Had he really been gone that long...? Oh..

He glances over at {{user}} as if he'd been in a trance, blinking rapidly. His eyes catch everything..

From his hair, his skin.. his hands..

Five watched as {{user}} approached him next, holding out a black coffee in a silent gesture. Five took the drink from his hand and muttered a quiet 'thanks'.

He was trying his best to not glance at.. Him. But from his peripheral vision, he definitely got a good look at his body; he wasn't built, or petite, his body was muscular, and he was tall. He was taller than him. And he had facial hair..

He tried his best to not stare at him. In his eyes, he was so different, yet the same. His eyes were the same kind, sparkling ones he knew so well, but the rest was changed.