Die With A Smile

1.5

The drive to the destination was silent, an awkward silence for some and a normal silence for others. Thankfully, it wasn't long before the three arrived at where Five instructed Nico to go. They were in front of a large brown building with rows of windows, Meritech Prosthetics.

The three were now in an office with a man named Lance Biggs. An executive at the company and the one who kicked out Five from the building.

"Like I said to your son earlier, any information about the prosthetics we build is strictly confidential. Without the client's consent, I simply can't help you." Mr. Biggs told the three, Klaus and Nico sat in chairs while Five frantically paced.

"Well, we can't get consent if you don't give me a name." Five hissed, his jaw clenched.

"Well, that's not my problem." The man shrugged, which irritated the Umbrella boy even more.

"Is there any way we could just meet the client, they get their eye back and he can have a face to the eye." Nico asked, his voice and posture opposite of the pacing boy. The man glanced at the pair, wordlessly before shaking his head.

"This is a procedure to ensure the safety and respect of our clients' privacy. Sorry. Now, there's really nothing more I can do, so–"

"And what about my consent." Klaus cuts off the man, fixing his posture, trying to match the boy beside him.

"Excuse me?" Mr. Bigg asked, his face twisted in confusion.

"Who gave you permission...to lay your hands...on my son?" Klaus cried out, pointing at the Umbrella boy.

"What?" The three males said in sync as they looked at the man.

"You heard me." Klaus challenged, his breath shaky

"I didn't touch your son."  

"Oh, really? Well, then how did he get that swollen lip, then?" Klaus asked, his chair stretching back. Nico raised a brow as he watched the man walk past him and straight towards Five.

"He doesn't have a swollen—"

Mr. Bigg cut himself off as he watched Klaus hit Five on the lip. The boy gasped in pain while the two other males gasped in shock. Five licked his bottom lip, feeling the cut of his lip and tasting the bitter iron of his blood. He then grabbed the black handkerchief that he stashed into her uniform jacket and pressed it against his bleeding lip.

When Nico glanced at Five, he instantly noticed the familiar cloth he was pressing against his lip. At the same, an idea clicked in the boy's head as he quickly got up from his chair and slammed his gloved hands on the table.

'Protective boyfriend, huh?'

The sound echoed as Mr. Bigg let out a fearful whimper and the two Umbrella brothers looked at the boy with widened eyes. The pair watched as the inky-haired boy reached a hand to grab the frightened man by the tie.

"I want it. Name. Now. I don't tolerate any harm that comes to my lover! I was nice before but I won't hesitate to put your head through that goddamn wall!" Nico snapped as darkly glared at the pathetic man who whimpered in fear, his eyes frantically flickered between the two teens.

His words made Five's lips twitch in amusement, he could get used to this. The Umbrella boy's thoughts went back to when he said the same threat.

"You heard my future son-in-law, we want name, please." Klaus demanded with a sharp inhale, softly patting Nico on the back. The boy then shoved the man back into his chair, who was fearfully looking at him.