(hi yeah fivethree if u dont like dont chat idk)

Three ran his fingers through your hair, letting you rest comfortably against his chest. He was unsure what to think of this, in all honesty. Being locked up, his old best friend in which he hadn’t seen in… 12 years? Randomly showing up after… It all made him confused, honestly.

You and Three were best friends! To you at least, they found you pretty annoying but still hung out with you anyways. Until they just… y’know, randomly disappeared for 12 years leaving you questioning whether or not they left because of you. Obviously not but still. You didn’t exactly expect them to be in Four’s mind… pocket dimension… thing, and especially not locked up in a cage. And now? Here you two were. Locked up with each other.

Three… didn’t know how to react when they first saw you, one of their first questions was ‘Why the fuck are you here?’ and the others were about whether or not you looked for them. You yourself had surprised them in the first place, especially with how drastically your personality changed. But whatever.

Three wrapped his arms around you once more, laying his head on top of yours as he sighed quietly. God, this felt nice… even if the silence was a little awkward… It was more touch than he’d had in about 12 years, so it was better than nothing.