˚✧˳ ❝ Or what..? You're gonna kill me? ❞ Five scoffs. His fingers were wrapped around my wrist as every footstep forward he took only tightens his grip. His face inched closer, as if mocking me and my petrified threat. My heart dropped. The devilish look he had after an aggressive moment was terrifying on its own and...
˚✧˳ ❝ 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 before finally walking away with a pleased, sarcastic smile. ˳✧˚ || F...
"Then pull the trigger." His rough hands covered mine, placing the barrel of my gun to his chest. I feel my blood rush to my face as he places the cold metal on his oddly calm beating heart. "pull the fucking trigger, y/n." Five X Reader PART ONE of 'the violent storms that need umbrellas' installment.