A/N: yeah no this is super short and entirely self-indulgent
Pairing: gn!reader x five hargreeves
Summary: reader has a nightmare, and five (their bf) comforts them
That smile. That red-lipsticked smile of The Handler. She taunted me as I watch her smirk. Curious as to why, I trace her gaze to Five. He stands between us, looking back and forth in-between her and I, before walking towards her, and something inside told me that he wasn't coming back. That he was choosing the commission over me. "Five?" I asked "wha- where are you going? What are you doing?"
Once beside her, he turns around, scoffs and smirks, "you didn't think I'd really stay did you? Why would I, being with you is pointless."
My eyes burned, and my throat caved in. "But- but you said-"
"I lie for a living y/n. Damn I knew you weren't smart but I didn't think you were stupid"
It was like the air got sucked out of the room. The handler cackled and everything went black.
My eyes open and I breath with a start; it was a dream. I try to slow my breathing when I feel tears on my face. shit I cried in my sleep. I move to wipe the tears off my face when an arm around my waist tightened. "Baby? You okay?" A tired and angelic voice asks.
Afraid my words will betray me I just respond with an "mhm" and a nod while I wipe away the streaks on my face.
This seems to really wake him up "No your not. What's the matter what's going on?" Five sits up a bit more, leaning over me and caressing my cheek.
"Another nightmare?" He asks softly.
I nod.
"wanna talk about it?" More tears well up in my eyes at the thought of him leaving me for something better. I turn in his arms cling to him, looking for support; he hugs me tight and whispers into my hair "mkay, love. We can talk when you're ready." His heartbeat is soft, but rhythmic, and steady, and he smells like an old forest and the lavender soap they have here.
"please don't leave me," I whimper into his chest "please"
I feel his sharp intake of breath, "never, my love. I would sooner die without you"
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