An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
2.6K pre-show fic when they're kids.
Summary:“Which one of you assholes- ” Diego snarls, storming in. “-decided it would be hilarious to take all the pillows in the damn house, including the one I was sleeping on?”
“Wait, all of the pillows?”
“Yes! I’ve just searched this entire fucking city block of a house for a single pillow, and the only ones that weren’t taken were in Dad’s bedroom, and I’m sure as hell not taking his.”
Comments: A/B/O fic, to warn anyone who doesn't like those, but it's presented as platonic and focuses on pack bonds. I really like how here, omegas are just like...the mom friend. They'll cover you in blankets, make sure you eat, insist you take off your shoes before you come in. And Five is just suuuper mom-y in this.
