Walk In (Five X Reader Imagine)

Walk in (Five x reader imagine)

A/N: these ideas are just freaking attacking me like seagulls bro, anyway hope yall enjoy

Warning: yall know the drill

Plot: you and five are longtime friends with each other, you runs run into an awkward encounter

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"You get the limo out front ooh wah ooh!" You sing along. Ahh yes, nothing like a Saturday morning listening to you favorite throwback bops. Although you and five usually listened to rock or pop together, this was the one side he has yet to see. Despite your comfort around him due to many years of friendship, this version of you was never exposed to him. This was your personal side, your alone side, and it just never came to your mind to act this loosely around your cru- best friend.

"YOU GET THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS-" you practically scream. Instead of putting on your shirt like a normal person you got distracted. You start dancing. Yes get it girl! Millie rock, the woah, you had no idea what you were doing but you were so careless so free. You then busted out this one move that probably doesnt have a name, but it was between twerking and swaying your hips. It was like the churning the butter move but with your booty, on crack.

"YOU GET THE BE-EHHHHAHHH!" You scream as Five appears in your room. Still shirtless, you quickly hold your shirt to your chest.

Oh my gouda.

This cant be happening.

After what seemed like an eternity of silence, fives smiles turns into a laugh. It was funny to him seeing you so goofy, but it was also nice to see you so care free. You guys usually played chess, watched movies, talked about deep topics and memories of the past. All which involved you being serious, or holding some type of concentration. This situation was different.

"Oh shut up!" You blushed, quickly putting on your shirt.

"What?" You wake up five from his trance. Was he...staring at you? He clears his throat, avoiding eye contact.

"Yeah uh um," he stuttered. Diego part two. "Luther got stuck in the door way at the grocery store, and it was really funny. I wanted to show you."

Oh wow. You smile and playfully roll your eyes.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming." Five made his way out your door. You looked at him confused.

"Arent we gonna jump there?"

"Nah I was think we could drive. I'm a little drained from time jumping all day." Drained MY ASS. You know dang well for a fact five never gets tired from traveling small distance.

"Knowing that oaf, he'll still be stuck by the time we get there." He reassured. Little did you know he wanted more time with you. More time to tease you, yes, but still. Just the two of you.

"Killer dance moves by the way," he pokes fun at you as you guys walk down the hall.

"Really five?" You blush, faking annoyance.

"And floral print looks good on you."

You roll your eyes.

"You know I swear I saw Mickey mouse printed on there too. Can I double check?" Your shade of red darkened, if even possible. You lightly push his shoulder."Shut it will you..."

Knowing five, he will probably be teasing you about this for weeks.

no texting in the library (t.m.r.)

tom’s phone buzzed in his right pocket. looking around not wanting to disturb anyone he slowly pulled it out. the studying first and second years around him paid no attention, noses buried in their own work.

you have been added to a chat

the brown haired boy looked at his screen quizzically. then he waited.

he wouldn’t be able to know the members of the group until one of them sent a text.

malfoy: hey sisters

he let out an inaudible groan.

oh merlin not malfoy again. since tom’s transfer to hogwarts, him and lestrange have been trying to befriend him. well, abraxas did most of the harassing- uh talking. his buddy usually looked like he didn’t want to be there, and their third counterpart of the trio, (y/l/n) was always missing in action during these encounters. which was strange, because they were always together.

tom typed a question mark, but then erased it. he decided to play along.

meanwhile…

you slapped malfoy in the back of his head.

“ ‘hey sisters’ really?”

“well i’m sorry was i supposed to say ‘good evening.’ or something?” he sassed, rubbing the back of his head.

“well he wouldn’t have said that if someone just decided to talk to him.” lestrange said pointedly, turning the page of his book. you opened your mouth about to say some snarky remark, but decided against it. it would only sound like you were making excuses. he smirked at the victory.

“stop smirk-“

“Shhh! Shh!” malfoy interrupted, bringing his finger to your lips. “he’s typing, he’s typing.”

tom: hello

tom stared at the blue bubble he just sent. another buzz.

you: hey tom, excuse my buffoon of a friend

his eyes widened. you typed so fast he didn’t even see the typing notification. his cheeks got warm and heart began to race. he always thought you were cute since the time you two were paired up in potions. but he never pursued you, he thought you didn’t like him because you seemed to disappear whenever he was around, unlike your two friends that seemed to do just the opposite.

“did you really copy and paste that from your notes?” lestrange huffed, shaking his head.

“i was practicing if abraxas would say something stupid. which he did.”

“heyy…” the blonde fake pouted. the two of you stared at your phones, waiting.

“Rein say something.” the pair of you said in unison. the slytherin looked up from his page and at his housemates’ expecting faces. with a groan he pulled out his phone and typed.

lestrange: we should all hang out sometime

a loud “no!” shouts from the other side of the library, pulling toms attention from his screen. what indecent person makes such noise in a library?

“lestrange, you imbecile! why were you so direct?” malfoy whisper-yelled. in all honesty he was probably more upset than you were. he was a romantic, and mapped a diligent plan that ended in cornering you and tom in the chat, before leaving with reinhard.

“someone had to create a reason for them to see each other sooner or later,” lestrange shrugged, “and i just made it sooner.”

tom typed his response and immediately placed his phone face down on the table the moment he hit send. a loud whoop sounded from the same place across the library, tom’s queue to find a quieter place to study.

tom: it’s a date ;)

Exposing Riddle

summary: reader is in a silly goofy mood and annoys tom out of bored.

y’all idk what this is, its kind of all over but that’s just how i write, enjoy xx <3

you shut your book close, deciding to to a break from the novel. another love triangle, great. it’s all fun and games until she chooses the wrong person. you were a sucker for romantic stories, but it was cliche times like these where you could see where tom was coming from when he’d roast you and your literature selections.

“more garbage i assume.” he startles you, nearly causing the stack to slip from your hands. a knee goes up to instinctively catch them. but tom is quicker, smoothly removing the books from your hands and continues to walk alongside you.

“oh shut it riddle, not everyone gravitates toward expository text covering musty artifacts.” you retort, trying to hide your blushed cheeks. tom gave a small amused smile at your failure, ironically also trying to hide his reaction.

“yo tom” nose buried in the book resting on his slightly bent knees, he hums.

“tom. tommy. tomothy.” you called out hoping for a more interesting response, only to receive the same thing.

curious, you roll onto your back and sit up on the common room sofa, eyeing him.

crisp, ironed straight uniform, polished shoes, and not a curl out of place. of course. even sitting on the carpeted floor, back against the opposing sofa, he looked so elegant and perfect.

a ball of paper hits his forehead and lands onto the page he was reading. with the most blank expression on his face he looks up at you.

“yes?”

“i’m bored” he sighs patiently and returns to his book.

many wondered how the pair of you became friends. he seemed to not like spending much time with other people besides his slytherin boys, but their relationships felt very business like. on rare occasions you wondered the same thing. perhaps it was second year when you jinxed abraxas when he made a remark on toms uniform that was a bit too large on him. you didn’t know tom, and he didn’t know you, but you and malfoy knew each other. your guys’ beef traced back to toddler years when your mother made you play with him while her and narcissa socialized in the tea room.

“that is quite the problem you have on your hands, (y/l/n).” he turns the page in his book. you groan dramatically and an amused smile hides behind the Sacred 28 History book propped up in his lap.

wait a minute.

your eyes furrow.

He was reading that book last thursday, meaning he should have already finished it two days ago.

“didn’t you read that book already?” you almost missed the way his body froze intensely.

“no.” lies.

you can tell by the way he paused.

you slowly rise to your feet and walk over to him. but tom already knows he’s caught and he accepts his fate. sitting on the couch behind him you read a few lines over his shoulder. unlike tom, you were too distracted to realize how close you guys were at that moment.

“she put on her scuffed Converse…the sound of his loud motorcycle engine…- hey this isn’t Sacred 28!” you jump up nearly knocking your knee to the side of your head. you pull the book from his hands and tap your wand on the cover, revealing it’s true title. you turn your head and look at him with your mouth agape.

in shock you don’t know if you want to laugh or be mad.

“tom, i thought you didn’t like my books” you question, crossing your arms over your chest. he looks up at you like a stubborn teenager getting lectured. a funny sight to see.

“i didnt” he says evenly. you wanted to go on about the subject, but you felt that he was already embarrassed.

“anyway, it’s dinner time let’s go” you change the subject offering a hand to help pull him up, though he didn’t need it.

the walk was silent between you two despite the many voices bouncing off the corridor walls. you break the silence.

“okay but team malek or team maverick?”

tom looks at you curiously. nervousness rose in you. too soon?

merlin knows the typical teenage boy ego, and then some, because it was tom.

“maverick of course.”

Tuesday 7:44 pm

you: hey it’s me from the book shop lol

tom: Good evening.

Tuesday 7:50 pm

you: hey remember the guy we saw at the bookstore and i asked for his number

lestrange: yeah what about

malfoy: si

you: 1 Image Attached

lestrange: typing…

malfoy: ‘good evening’ okay dracula lmaooo

you: BYE

lestrange: ask for nudes

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Exposing Riddle Part Dos

summary: after finding out tom has been secretly reading the same books he’d dog on the reader for enjoying, another discovery is made, putting him on blast once again.

i just wanna say i hope none of my favorite tom riddle writers see my content. it’s so out of his character and sooo not canon but so amusing for me to write. these are all unedited btw apologize in advance for errors. so much chaos also scroll all the way down for a surprise xx

“do you wanna know what i hate?” you say out of nowhere.

tom looks up from his divination homework catching a glance at your parchment. noticing you were nearly done with your astronomy chart conclusions, he decides to reward your productivity by not lecturing you to focus on your work.

“do i have a choice?” he deadpans, dipping his quill in ink to continue writing.

“no you don’t,” you say honestly, “but i hate it when the main character always needs to be saved-“

“mhm” he responds numbly.

“by a man” you finish.

the brown haired boy stopped writing mid sentence, making you smirk before he can see it.

you and tom riddle had a lot of things in common; academic validation, ambition, and little interest in teenage woes your classmates thought meant the end of the world.

but he was old fashion, and you were open to deeper thinking and new ideas. you enjoyed challenging him, mostly because you liked seeing him try to hide his flustered face when he found himself cornered.

“what do you mean? how else is she to be rescued from a danger in a climactic scene?”

“i don’t know. rescue herself, show her love interest that she can take care of herself and she doesn’t love him just because he’s always there to save her.” you shrug.

“that’s absurd. that’s why there’s no stories with that sort of plot line.” he scoffs. taken aback by his lack of effort to see your side you bite back.

“but the misunderstood villain plot line is just soooo much better…” you tease, your eyes widen in realization and your smug look drops, “…which isn’t a bad plot line, no not at all” you ramble on.

tom clears his throat and sits back in the wooden seat, arms crossed over his chest with an amused look.

“alright, tell me what you know.”

“nothing.” you deny, looking anywhere but at him. tom gives you a look.

“okay i read your diary-“

“you what-“

“it was on accident!” you defend innocently.

“(y/n) how can you mistakenly read a book with my name printed on the cover?”

“it was folded in one of the novels you borrowed from me you must have been writing and reading and forgot to- oh merlin…” you trail off getting lost in your thoughts, weaving through clues and connecting the dots.

“what?” tom snaps.

lightbulb

“ you were writing a fan fiction”

“a what”

“you inserted yourself into one of the stories. that’s why the names sounded so familiar.” heat rises to his cheeks, but you were too shooketh to enjoy his flustered state.

“that’s ridiculous,” he shakes his head in denial.

he pushes his chair back and smoothly collects his things.

“excuse me, i have the chart my astronomy observations”

it was literally 7:00 pm there were no stars to chart at this hour.

“okay voldemort”

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