˚✧˳ ❝ 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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(Y/N) Hargreeves
"I'M FEELING KINDA DIZZY. Tequilas are too strong for me." I burped once I finished my first glass of alcohol. Now, I can really feel that drink kicking in my insides.
"The sensation is nothing but a reverie, I input only a cup. You are weak." Five 'enlightened', another one of his way to decrease my self-confidence. I groaned in response.
"What time do you think he'd wake up?" I questioned, putting down my emptied glass on the table as I leaned on the edges of it. Our brother remained to lie down on the ground.
"After a century. I hope." He answered.
"Hey, about those things you said earlier about me? Do you really mean it?" I bit my lip, maintaining my eye contact to gain access to the answer in a way portrayed by intimidation.
But for someone with a thick skull like Five. It was almost impossible to get something out of him. Unless that is... If he is tempted.
He raised a brow as he eyed me from the corner of his eye.
"About what?" He's playing dumb at this point.
"About my face is to your liking and my..." I placed both my hands on my chest, though it wasn't intentional and I wasn't implying or asking for any sexual counter; It's just my way of pointing it out.
But as for Five. He spits out his drink that almost landed on Diego's face, who remained sleeping on the floor.
He coughed roughly before responding, "Do that again and I'll shove your ass inside the fireplace." He wipes the left liquid on his lips. He was obviously avoiding our eyes to lock.
"What about shove it on your face instead?" I chortled, holding a laugh. Man, he's so gullible when it comes to teasing.
'There guys. I'm claiming my man.'
He spurts out his drink again after his sip. "Stop it." He emphasizes, glowering at my figure.
"Hm. Pussy." I remarked with a smirk as I crossed my arm.
I knew how much he didn't like it when his ego is getting burned by someone. Especially when that someone is someone he can't resist; Me.
