˚✧˳ ❝ 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
"𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗞 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗞?"
Five and I came up with a plan to create a decoy based on the most valuable item of their work; The briefcase. Though, I was still confused with his actual intentions. I still can't connect the dots with his weird agendas, he wasn't revealing much at all. "If I say it will, it will work." He stated with full confidence. My reliance on Five was high compared to all my siblings no matter how risky it may be.
We went to dad's office. It looked the same even the day I was comatose. The appearance and organization never altered. We took a step inside the place that we never dared to set foot on in search of the briefcase Five mentioned about.
"There was this certain briefcase that dad has that was similar to the commission's." Five leaned down behind the wooden desk. "Hey, Five..." I called out fidgeting my thumb as I watched him raid the storages. "What?"
"Sorry about earlier... I didn't mean to say those words it was just..."
'It was because of that dumbass kiss you did, you little psycho you made me all go bananas.'
My mind just went all over the place and my chest felt like it was floating the entire time I was with him. It felt wrong but right at the same time. I didn't want to feel this way. It almost feels disgusting to be this way around him, I can't stand it.
"Nevermind—I-I'm just—Sorry I was selfish to think and was very insensitive to even say those words out of my mouth."
Five remained silent, but he acknowledged my apology with one short, affiliative smile. I skipped towards him giving him a weak playful punch to his shoulder. "You know... You're not alone anymore, you have meAa—I mean us, your siblings."
"You're right. I have you." He grabs my hand, which was placed on his chest as he gave me a look that could easily melt my internals. His expression softens. It felt like it tossed me around as I land on clouds full of sprinkles and glitters. Touching him feels like the cold ocean on a sunset. It makes me feel good.
'That was the shittiest and cheesiest shit I have ever said inside my mind. Am I... Do I like Five...? Like sexually...? Or is it just sisterly love? We didn't even treated eachother as siblings.'
'Am I falling for you?'
"Um. So anyway, the ugh—the briefcase."
He coughs completely releasing my wrist and turns around, clearing his throat. "Right." We inch closer to the closet by our right. And there was the one mighty thing we were trying to find. "Here it is." He pulls it out blowing on the dust that rested on top.
