˚✧˳ ❝ Bite me. ❞
He didn't respond, but he maintained to stare daggers at me.
A smirk bent its way on his thin lips as the tables turned. Making me the one to back out my neck in defeat as he inched closer again.
❝ Oh, I will bite you. ❞ Five cooed...
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✧ NUMBER FIVE ✧
˚✧˳✧˚✧˳✧˚✧ ☂️ ✧˚✧˳✧˚✧˳✧˚
(Y/N) Hargreeves
𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗙𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗. Slacking-off. When we were 13, he trained me to be productive. He molded me into a dynamic human-machine. Five was such a strange yet mature kid and wanted me to be like him.
The sound of the chalk striking against the wall was the only sound filling the uncomfortable silence we rarely get. An hour has passed with this intolerable atmosphere. Me, being an overthinking Lil' bitch, I still couldn't get over the fact that Five just kissed me. Even if it was just on the cheek, it totally means something to me at least.
"You know it is actually easier if you told me what's wrong with you." Five spoke as he lets the chalk onto his bed and then clapping his finger together to remove dust.
"What do you mean?" I asked despite me also knowing I was being rather cold to him when the day began.
"Your awful mouth is not blabbering insignificant things since morning began."
"Excuse me? You're not initiating conversation yourself too. You're one to talk, old man."
"Don't call me that."
"You hated 'young man' I have to come up with somethin' else—I don't know if you realized but you literally doodled every inch of your wall in your room like some kindergarten explain to me why that seems to be okay?!"
"While your mind is sitting there thinking of dumb crap of you doing dumb things wasting your dumb time, I use my brain to find a way to stop the apocalypse."
"Get off your high horse! We literally made 0 progress, maybe what you're doing is useless!"
"You think I haven't gotten through shit? I've been to all sorts of crap you could think of."
"Oh, is that supposed to prove anything?"
"Agh, whatever. Just nevermind. Shut that mouth of yours again please."
"Oh, so now you want me to stay silent? You've been giving me attitude the whole time since you were back and I'm not even complaining! Do you think I enjoy dealing with your shit every time?"
"Didn't I told you to shut it?"
"NO! And it's always your way! You never really asked for my opinions or idea! It's always about you ever since we were kids! Old man!" I ranted loudly, muttering the last word, not really knowing where this quarrel was going.
"That's it."
"Wha—" Five, who was standing on the edge of his pillows, lowers his stance to pin me down to his bed.
