𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 [ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟᴀᴜ!ғɪᴠᴇ X Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

☁︎ - ᗪᖇᑌᑎK ᖴIᐯᗴ (01)

TW: Alcoholism, Mentions of wanting to self-exit

"Fuck, my head hurts." Drunk five grumbled under his breath. His back bumps to the wall, causing him to slide down the wall, gripping the almost empty bottle in his hand.

"Y/n..." His eyes drop heavily. His hair was dishevelled and strands of it poking out in every direction.

"How could you, five!?"

Her once soothing voice now laced with seething anger ringed through his ears, his eyes were wide as dinner plates as he tried to keep his breathing in control and not end up having an episode.

He didn't want another episode, not when she wasn't here anymore.

What a fucking pathetic excuse is what you are, Five.

How could you let the woman you love go?

What about all those retirement plans you wanted to do with her?

What about all those places you wanted to go and see with her?

What happened to protecting her at all cost?

What happened to you?

"I'm- I'm- sorry-! I'm sorry, y/n! I'm so fucking sorry, please!!"

He pleaded, shouting in the diner. Not even caring about the looks he got from the other Fives.

The memory ringed in his head, Along with a massive pain running through.

I don't wanna be here anymore.

I just want to be with Y/N, please.

I'm sorry...

Drunk Five hesitantly looks over to the empty alcohol bottle in his hand, raising it over his head.

If I'm gonna get my happily ever after with Y/n on the other side, then so be it.

However before he could do any such thing, Brisket five notices and walks over to him. He snatches the empty alcohol bottle, passing it to Waiter Five as he leaned down to grab Drunk Five's arms.

"Five, get up." Brisket five said, pulling his arms and making him stand up.

"Give it back." Drunk Five snapped out, Gritted his teeth in anger at Waiter Five who was holding the bottle in his hand infront of him.

"No, You've had enough for a day." Waiter Five spat out before walking away to a nearby trashbin and throws it in, making a shattering noise.

"I want her back! Give those pieces to me fucking right now or I'm killing every Five in this goddamn diner!" Drunk Five yelled out, attempting to get out of Brisket Five's arms.

"Look at me, Five!" Brisket Five yelled back at him, causing them to make eye contact.

"For Fuck's sake! I know you want her back as much as we all do, But what can we do?"

"Oh I don't know maybe join her on the other side!" Brisket Five sighed, letting him go. Drunk Five scoffed as he wipes the imaginary dust off of his clothes.

"She's gone and it's all our fault. Just fucking accept that because she was never meant to be in our universe, we should've never met her and that's all we can do."

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