[This is based off a POV by @ynpoovs]

When Five first met you, he didn't particularly like you. You were too reckless for his liking. Never paid attention or gave a second thought to anything, which he found quite irresponsible. And yet over the years spent together, you grew quite a lot on him. At first, he was ready to kill you, but now, he was ready to kill for you. Even if he didn't show it much, you were his tiny dark cloud on a sunny day. The sour note in the beautiful melody he called life. So annoying and irrelevant and yet so noticable and evident in his boring life. Even if he would never admit it, you were what made his day more interesting every time. And he appreciated you deeply.

At the moment, Five was enjoying his usual black, sugarless coffee on a dark night while reading a book on the couch, when you entered the living room. Ready to irritate him like always.

Five: "What do you have planned this time?"

He asked with a sigh as he put his book down, and yet you could swear you saw a flicker of a excitement and a hint of a smile in his expression.