this is just a random drabble:
Five held me in his arms while we were in my room looking through old books I needed to get rid of by donating them.
"Five?" I asked.
"Hm?" He replied absentmindedly. His hands were busy rubbing my arms.
"Why are your hands so cold?" I squirmed a bit in his arms.
"Are they? How can you tell? You're wearing a sweater." He held me a bit shorter than arms length away.
"Exactly. That means they're really cold." I pointed my finger at him. He chuckled at my childish manner.
"Whatever. I won't die." He pulled me back into his arms so my back was flush with his chest. (no you aren't sitting in his lap) I rolled my eyes and put down the book in my hands. I held Five's hands in my own.
"What are you doing?" He whispered into my ear. I shivered slightly and he chuckled at my reaction.
"Warming you up silly." I clasped my tiny hands around his larger ones.
"Thank you." He kissed my hair. I leaned back so my head was resting in his shoulder. He looked at me and smiled lopsidedly. I giggled at his ridiculous grin.
"You're welcome." I kissed him softly. Sweet and gentle.
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What A Wonderful World 🌌 (Five Hargreeves Imagines)
Fanfiction*NOT EDITED* A set of imagines that pop into my mind in the middle of the day. Or night. I am in no way sexualizing Aidan Gallagher. He is 17 and that is in no way my intention in this book. This is coming from a teen myself. So I apologize if it se...
