“I’m starting to think five cups of coffee was a bad idea” + Five (this prompt is made for him!! haha! )
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Speech 2 - “I’m starting to think five cups of coffee was a bad idea”
As with all my Five Hargreeves fics, he is aged up to be university age in this :)
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Five was practically jumping around Y/N’s room. She watched him, amused, as he paced around the floor talking about his latest project - occasionally cutting himself off if he saw something new in his girlfriend’s room that he wanted to know about.
Y/N assumed his jitters and inability to remain still or quiet was as a result of his excitement for his project - something to do with the team, Y/N wasn’t really sure. Five spoke quickly and his brain worked even faster, leaving Y/N (along with the majority of the population) struggling to keep up with the intelligent man.
Y/N glanced at the clock and her eyes widened slightly.
“Five, it’s half one in the morning, you’ve been talking for three hours,” she pointed out. Five paused his steps, halting his movement for what seemed like the first time all evening. It probably was for the first time this evening.
“Is it really that late?” Five asked and Y/N laughed, rolling over in her bed so she could grab her phone from her bedside table and throw it at him.
“Check yourself if you don’t believe me,” she grinned. “Late? More like early,” she rolled her eyes.
“You must be so tired,” Five said, suddenly worried for his girlfriend’s fatigued brain. “Don’t you have an early lecture tomorrow?” Y/N stifled a yawn at the mention of sleep.
“Yeah, at seven,” she agreed. Five rushed over to her bed, pulling the covers up to her chin.
“You need to sleep! I’m so sorry!” He groaned.
“Five - stay here,” she laughed, grabbing his hand and tugging him over to her. Five’s face softened in a way that it only did in her presence and he kissed her forehead gently.
“I’m going to change into some trackies and I’ll be right back,” he promised.
Five would never admit it but he always slept better around Y/N. It wasn’t until they started dating that he truly understood the reasoning behind people wanting constant contact and affection with their partner. But Five was so touched starved that he constantly found himself craving her touch and, whenever the opportunity was presented, he would stay the night in her university room with her.
“Are you still awake?” Five asked half an hour later, Y/N curled up and snuggled into his chest.
“What’s wrong?” Y/N asked back, her voice drenched in exhaustion.
“Nothing it’s just… I’m starting to think five cups of coffee was a bad idea. I can’t sleep, Y/N/N,” Five admitted. It was met by silence for a few moments before Y/N burst out laughing.
“You had five cups of coffee? What the fuck man?”
“It seemed like a good idea at the time!”
I hit 2K and am doing a blurb week - this is my Umbrella Academy day!!