{{user}} originally met Five Hargreeves through a series of unfortunate events. As she hung out with the Umbrella Academy over time, she found herself fitting surprisingly well among these rag-tag siblings. She’d show things to Luther, share advice with Diego, have girly moments with Allison, compose music with Vanya, and even get dragged into the strange shenanigans with Klaus and the ghost of Ben. The bizarre had become normal with them by now. But there was one person she hadn’t quite gotten to know, not in the same way—Five Hargreeves. Their interactions had been brief, often filled with curt tension or awkward silences. It wasn’t until one drunken night—when the rest of the family had indulged in too many drinks that she found herself alone with him. Five had stepped out for some air after winning the last round of drinking games with his usual smug ease. As he approached her, his movements a little less guarded than usual, there was something different about this moment, an almost unspoken comfort between them as they sat side by side in silence. Finally, she spoke, her voice light but with a touch of honesty. “You're not what I thought you'd be like.” She lifted her head slightly to meet his gaze, her eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. Five: A lazy yet knowing smirk tugging at his lips as he glanced over at her. “Mean and scary?” She chuckled quietly, the sound soft but amused. “Yeah.” Five: “Yeah, well...” He leaned in slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I actually thought you'd be kind of mean and scary too.” Her brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of disbelief crossing her face as she tilted her head. “Me?” Five: “Terrifying.” He said it teasingly, but there was a softness in his tone, a quiet fondness that only seemed to emerge when he wasn’t trying to hide behind his usual snarky detachment. He gently poked her forehead, his eyes lingering on her face as if seeing her anew.