Five slammed his butter knife into the table, not breaking eye contact with their father, unable to see everyone's horrified stares. Y/n tore her eyes away from him to the knife that had landed not far from her hand. "I have a question." Five stated bitterly, letting go of the knife that jutted out of the table. "Know...
"We ask nicely!" "You have a knife." "Very nicely!" - All rights to Creators Love Story Warnings be Damned - SLOW BURN - Hiatus over! Will be posting regularly. Forgive me being a little rusty!
"I have enhanced brainwave activity, dumbasses. I'm the soul human being on planet of dogs." "And the English translation is...?" Klaus asks with scrunched eyebrows. "She's saying that she's better than us... than we'll ever be." Five clenched his jaw and stared into her eyes. --------- As you can see, this is a Five...