BARKING NEWS ᴥ Number Five

FOUR

CHAPTER FOUR:
THE SPAIN

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At the age of 30, both Five and Jason now had no dignity.

Jason was as shameless as always, walking around naked and being a tease.

And Five tried to control himself, he really did, but after years of ehem frustration, he snapped.

They both did I guess.

And that brings them here.

Without dignity and their virginity.

"Can't believe I lost my virginity at thirty," Jason mumbled as he looked up at the stars.

"Can't believe I lost it to you."

Jason huffed, "You're lucky I slept with you."

"You're literally my last choice."

He shrugged, "Not my problem. You could have slept with Dolores."

Five turned to face Jason, "You Know how she is, I'd rather die than risk and sleep with her."

"She can be scary."

They both looked at each other and then burst out laughing.

"This is so stupid," Jason said as tears ran down his face.

"Gosh," Five said as he pulled the blanket around him, "it's cold."

"Come here you little baby," Jayson lifted his hand and Five snuggled up against him.

"We're not cuddling again."

They totally cuddled.

This became their thing. While Dolores would go out to have fun with her friends, the two stayed in to enjoy each other company or go over their calculations.

They felt like Dolores' parents.

(Silly them, Dolores was clearly the parent.)

They fought, they ahem-ed, made up, pretended it never happened, and then started the cycle again in the span of a week.

"Go away," Five muttered as a wet tongue licked his check.

"Woof!" Jason waggled his tail, happily barking as he nudged a ball toward Five.

"I said not now," Five absentmindedly tossed the ball away, making the dog fly past him in that direction.

Dolores his her grin behind her glass of margarita —where she got her fucking margarita in the fucking apocalypse, no one knows— as she watched the dog, Cookie Monster, coming back with the ball, dropping it by Five and impatiently sitting by it.

Jason looked at the ball and then at Five, before barking.

"No!"

"Woof!"

Five placed down his pen and looked at Jason, "I didn't want a fucking dog in The Apocalypse, you're so useless, human or dog, I can't fucking tolerate you anymore, I hate you!"

The tail stilled.

And then the dog walked away.

When Five went to sleep that night, he noticed the absence of the warmth next to him. When he looked over he saw Jason's usual place empty. He looked at the ball, still where the dog had left it. Nothing seemed to have changed. But there was a big difference.

Jason Knights was not there.

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Five waited.

A week, it was nothing. He would usually perk up —even if he was invested in the equations in front of him— when a rubble would fall (hoping it to be) thinking it was Jason.

Two weeks went the same.

Three weeks he started feeling irritated. Snapping at Dolores for the littlest things.

A month, two months, six months Five was... in mourning to put it.

For the first time, he was absolutely and utterly lonely.

Yes they were in the apocalypse with everyone dead but at least he had Jason. Thank god he had Jason for those years.

On the one year anniversary of Jason leaving, Five —who celebrated his 31 birthday a few months ago with only Dolores— found some good alcohol and got drunk until he couldn't even remember his name.

He regretted that the next morning. But the pain was still there.

A year and a half, Five made a list of all the things he missed about Jason —he later burned it, fearing it would fall into the false hands— and it was a lot.

Some of the stuff on it being;

5- his hair
10- his smile
61- how he would shake his hair after a swim or shower
81- his warmth
103- his hugs 

And a last one being number 303, him.

It was shortly after writing the list that Five realized.

He was a genius, he should have figured it sooner.

"Holy shit-"

On the 2 year anniversary of Jason being gone, Five realized he was in love with the him.

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It took Jason 2 months after leaving to realize he was in love.

With sleeping.

And with Five.

"Shit," Jason groaned, "It couldn't have been anyone else? Literally anyone else would have been great."

The stuffed unicorn he had found looked at him with judgmental eyes.

"Oh shut it you, you're literally in love with Marty, don't go around judging me."

Pickles, the unicorn, decided to shut up before their local lion toy, Marty, found out about his crush.

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Yeah
Five needed some alone time

Also if your confused about the title, the s is silenced.

Not edited, it might have some mistakes in it (like Jason), please if you spotted one tell me so I can go fix it.