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𝐀𝐊𝐓 𝟑

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I

sighed in annoyance. "This isn't good," he remarked as we left the lab.

"But I was good, wasn't I? 'What about my consent, bitch?'" Klaus laughed self-satisfied.

"Klaus, none of this matters!" Five shouted, suddenly stopping. His anger was palpable. "What? What's so important about this eye?" Klaus asked.

"Someone is going to lose this eye in the next seven days. And that someone is going to cause the world to end," Five explained grimly, taking a few steps away.

"Yeah, and where's my 20 dollars?" Klaus asked, grinning.

Five snorted disdainfully. "The world is ending, and you're thinking about your 20 dollars?"

"Yeah, and I'm hungry. My stomach is growling," Klaus complained.

"You're useless. You're all useless," Five muttered, sitting down and staring into the void. After a while, I sat down next to him.

"Oh, come on. Relax, old man. You know what? I've realized why you're so tense. You must be totally pent up," Klaus teased, laughing.

Five ignored him. "I wasn't alone," he said quietly, staring into the distance.

"Oh yeah, your doll. The one you called Rose," Klaus mocked. I felt uncomfortable and looked away, embarrassed as my face grew hot.

"We were together for over 30 years," Five said, ignoring the mockery.

"The longest I ever managed was three weeks," Klaus boasted.

Without another word, Five took my hand and teleported us away, escaping Klaus's stories.

We landed in Five's room. "Okay, that's enough," I said, turning to face him.

"What do you mean?" he asked, confused.

"What's wrong with you? Sometimes you're so loving and protective, and then you treat me like you hate me. I can't take it anymore. Every time you're loving, my heart races, but then..." He interrupted me by pressing his lips to mine.

My eyes widened in surprise, and a flood of emotions washed over me. Confusion, anger, and... affection? He didn't pull away, and after a moment, I relaxed and returned the kiss. My arms wrapped around his neck while he held me by the hips, gently stroking me.

When we finally pulled apart, we were both breathing heavily. He rested his forehead against mine and tenderly stroked my cheek. "I'm sorry. I was frustrated and didn't know what to do with my feelings," he said quietly.

I shook my head. "Don't worry about it. Everything is okay." He smiled and kissed me gently on the forehead. "Let's rest," he suggested.

I nodded, and he helped me sit on the bed. "I'll quickly change and get your things," he said as he turned around. I smiled and nodded.