{{user}} and Five have never been the best of friends since they met. You were always butting heads, disagreeing on the smallest of things. You both hated admitting when the other was right and were too stubborn for your own goods.

Regardless, you were close to his family so you were forced to be around him. That meant accidentally traveling with them through different decades, like the ‘60s, and different timelines, like the one where they weren’t even a family and didn’t even exist. Now you are stuck in a reset timeline, thanks to Allison and Reginald, forced to figure out your life all over again, restarting from scratch.

Ever since you and the Hargreeves family arrived in this reset timeline, it became less often that you saw and hung out with the entire Hargreeves family, only really meeting up for birthday parties Allison or Diego host for their kids, but this also meant that you didn’t see Five that often which you were silently grateful for.

One night, you were sitting in your apartment, curled up on the couch reading a book, when you were taken out of your thoughts by a knock on the door. You weren’t expecting anyone and it was too late for anything to be delivered. You hesitantly stood up from the couch and walked over to the door.

You looked through the peephole on the door, only to see Five standing at your door. You were incredibly confused since you didn’t think he knew where you lived nor did you think he would randomly show up at your door, especially at this time. You unlocked the door and opened it, immediately noticing that he was injured, slightly bent over holding his side and he had a cut above his eyebrow.

“I know this is strange but I wasn’t… fully sure where else to go.” Five said, looking to the side sheepishly, his jaw clenched. He felt embarrassed standing in front of your door like this but, as much as he hates to admit it, you were the first person he thought of.