˚✧˳ ❝ 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...
It haunted him more than (Y/N) could ever think of. It felt heavy to admit that there wasn't only one person to survive the apocalypse. There were two. And it's him and her; Until she committed suicide that fateful day of destruction. And he saw everything, and it was too late.
"No."
"Pretty please."
"I'm sorry bu—"
"I need it too, so I know if I could confirm dad's theo—"
"No!"
(Y/N) raised a brow at his sudden change of mood. He realized it too and quickly returns to normal again.
"I-I'm sorry. I just don't like talking about it." He admitted adjusting his shoulder straps. Luckily, the female just shrugged it off and moved on immediately after being asked to stop.
He wished he could tell her. Every day felt like an undying nightmare, every night he could hear her voice—"Why didn't you save me?"—"I thought you were always there behind my back—"Why did you leave?"—A crying voice of someone he cared deeply for, and every time he thought of her he couldn't help but just mourn. He didn't move on, he never did.
Even though she was alive and well right in front of him. It left a big scar on his back.
He could tell her that her force fields are able to save her from the apocalypse, but that would raise more questions from the girl's mouth.
And he did his best to pretend it never happened. He convinced himself that she is alive, and she never died. But he couldn't, he loved her too much for that and that was the problem.
˚✧˳✧˚✧˳✧˚✧ ☂️ ✧˚✧˳✧˚✧˳✧˚
(Y/N) Hargreeves
'Gimbel Brothers'. This place looks familiar. Too familiar.
We went inside. I realized it was that night where he fetched his bitch mannequin so he could have someone to rant about during midnight.
"Why are we here?"
Five remained quiet and didn't answer. He almost looked sad. Like genuinely sad.
From a certain area, we approached in that direction. It was where Delores used to stand. This same exact spot, where she got shot and sliced into half, which was a wonderful sight that I could never forget. Gunshots were horrible, though.
Five removes the bag from his shoulder and places it down on the platform where products were displayed. "Hey." He greeted his doll after pulling it out.
I still have no idea what the hell is happening. Am I a third wheel here? Should I like, leave?
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"I bet it feels good to be back... amongst your friends." Five stated after placing the non-living bald bitch back to where she came from.
"And it's okay you can... say it." He continues. "We always were an unlikely pair." He commented with a smile.
