(y/n) - your name

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"I'm bored!" I groan out when I slam the door open to our workroom, scaring Five since he jumped in his seat.

"And I'm working." he raises a brow at me from the disturbing entrance, him not amused but I cross my arms and huff at him in annoyance.

"You've been in this room the whole day!" I exclaim.

"Not the whole-" I point out to the plates that were on his desk. I had brought him breakfast, lunch and dinner to him in this room since he wouldn't leave. Not to mention the horrid amount of cups empty of coffee that he must've downed like an addict.

"The entire pantry of cups is here!" I exclaim in annoyance, my boyfriend watching sheepishly as I took them all away to soak in the sink hoping the coffee hasnt stained them. "And it's dark outside! You didn't even bother to turn the light on! You're working in the dark!" I had opened the blinds in the morning to let natural light in and they were still open even though the sun had set hours ago! Five looks around in shock as he sits back away from his face being glued to his screen and the bright light from his laptop glaring at him.

He really must've been into his work.

"Just take a break. Your eyes must be killing you." I turn the light on and he hisses from the brightness, me moving to shut the blinds. I cross my arms as I look at him go back to working again and pinch the bridge of my nose in annoyance.

"If you're bored. Go watch a show or something." he says without looking up from his papers and I grind my jaw in frustration. "What?" he looks up at me when I don't move from next to his table.

"I don't want to watch anything! There's nothing to watch..." I mumble.

"Then read a book or write or do whatever you do on that laptop of yours."

"I don't want to do that!"

Does this ass not get it that I want to spend time with him!?

Five doesn't say anything else and I roll my eyes, leaving the room to grab a book and coming back in to sit on the couch. I was trying to read but I really didn't want to, groaning out as I turn to lay face first into the couch absolutely bored. I instinctively crack my neck and my toes, leaning over my shoulder to see Five shudder.

"Don't do that (y/n)." I flip him off, setting my book up against the couch arm and putting a pillow under my head to read. I started getting into the story, not realising that my feet were up and I was kicking my heels together softly. "(y/n) stop." I hum out tiredly, not understanding what Five meant until he stood up and patted my legs. I lay them back down on the couch, stretching out and deciding to go on tik tok. I made sure to keep the volume low, chuckling every now and then as I scrolled through the short videos and kicked my feet up again. I don't know how long it was but I subconsciously realise that I stopped hearing the scratch of pen on paper.

"What's wrong?" I turn around to ask Five but I let out a surprised yelp when my legs are pried apart and he slides in between them to rest on my back. "Five!" I wheeze out as he lays on top of me, just dropping his entire body on me. "Off!" I struggle to get up but he wraps his arms around my waist and pins me down on the couch, burying his face against my neck.

"No." he mumbles against my hair.

"Oh! So now you want to pay attention to me!?" I huff out, turning to continue watching tik toks while I ignore him like he has been doing to me the entire day My love leans his chin on my shoulder, watching with me until he gets bored and tries to grab my attention.

"(y/n)..."

"No. You didn't bother with me so I'm not bothering with you." I roll my eyes, continuing to ignore Five. I melt further into the couch as he lays on me, almost lulled to sleep by the weight of him that feels amazing on my back. Time skips on and I was getting tired, wondering why my love wasn't bothering me any more and I turn to look over my shoulder to see that he had fallen asleep on me.

Fucking hell...

I groan softly as I tried to move but I realised that I couldn't and that I didn't want to wake him up either. I sigh out in defeat, not bothered to move since he was wrapped around me tightly with his arms snaking beneath my shirt to hold my shoulders over my chest. I drop my head back on the pillow, deciding to just go back to sleep with him as he sighs softly against my back.

Not like I can move anyway...

I stretch out on the couch and close my eyes, laying my head on the pillow and going to sleep with my love holding me tight.

I don't know how long I slept for but I wake up again, grumbling softly and rubbing my eyes when I hear someone coaxing me back to sleep. I blink and look up to see a messy-haired Five as he yawns out before shushing me and trying to help me go back go sleep again, giving me a sheepish smile and I turn to look around to realise he was carrying me back to our bedroom. He sets me down on the bed and I look at him sleepily as he moved the blanket to cover me, gently pushing me down to lie down.

"Let me go wash the dishes and I'll be right back sweetheart." I whine out as he leaves me, sitting up on the bed and waiting for him. I blink tiredly, trying to stay awake but the sounds of water running almost sends me back to sleep. I was nodding off to sleep, my head falling back heavily but I shoot up awake as the door closes softly and I see Five walk up to me with a soft smile. "Why didn't you sleep beautiful?"

"Waiting..." I yawn out and he climbs into bed next to me, fixing the straps of my nightgown and pulling me into his arms as we both lie down beneath the blankets.

My sweet assassin kisses my shoulder and lets me croon under his chin, nuzzling my nose against his chest as I wrap my legs around him. "I promise I'll make it up to you tomorrow." He whispers against my hair, his warmth finally lulling me to sleep again as I pass out in his arms.

I sigh out softly in annoyance when I hear my alarm on my phone suddenly go off, being jolted awake harshly and I quickly snatch it from my bedside table it to turn it off.

I forgot to turn it off! Now I'm awake too damn early...

I groan as I faceplant my pillow, turning to see Five's side of the bed empty making me pout since I missed his warmth. I decide to go back to sleep anyway, feeling tired but I hear the bedroom door open.

"Morning (y/n)." I hear my boyfriend chuckle as I grunt in reply, shooing him away to get more sleep.

"Let me sleep."

"It's past noon sweetheart. Come on, get up." I make a fuss, sitting up and rubbing my eyes as my sweet assassin brushes my hair back to kiss my cheek. He pulls me up by my arms off the bed and gently pats me towards the bathroom to freshen up, me brushing my teeth and washing my face before walking to the living room while I tied up my hair. "Here." my love sets down my cup of tea and I lean my head on his shoulder tiredly. "I know. You'll feel better if you eat something."

"Do we have bread left?"

"Last two. We'll go shopping later on." I nod and toast the bread slices, smearing cream cheese on them and snacking on them.  Five passes me my multivitamin tablets and I down them with my tea, raising a brow to see him pull his shirt off.

"Are we going somewhere?" I ask as he starts getting dressed, pulling on a loose white button-down shirt with beige slacks.

"I promised to make it up to you after I didn't spend time with you yesterday."

"Don't worry about that." I shrug, already forgotten but my boyfriend was not having it.

"Nope, I'm taking you out on a date." I fluster as he kisses my jaw, pulling me towards the bedroom to change. "Anything casual is fine sweetheart." he smiles at me before he closes the door, a wide smile growing on my face as I jump in excitement.

Ok, what the hell do I wear!?

I dash around and find a white summer dress with a beige cardigan, matching with Five and I change into that after putting on my big winter coat. I don't bother with the makeup today, keeping my hair tied as it is and packing my little bag of what I need. I hear my love chuckle as I dash out to put on my sneakers, clearly excited as he waited against the kitchen counter.

"Ready?" he muses and I nod quickly. "You're so fucking cute." he smiles, pecking my lips. "How does going to an art exhibition and lunch sound?"

"Perfect!" we leave our apartment, going down to the garage and getting in our car to drive off.

The weather was nicer today, a little bit sunnier than usual despite it being cold and still winter, the radio played some pop songs. I hold my love's hand in my lap, enjoying the moment as he squeezed my hand back. We parked on the street, getting out and walking to the large museum. My boyfriend already had our tickets bought online so we skipped the line and got the physical ones, heading to the exhibition on the third floor after we put our winter coats in the cloak room. 

"Woah..." I look around in amazement-or maybe I'm amazed way too easily-at the art installations. It was packed with other people but not too bad as we roamed around and enjoyed the installations. "Look!" I gasp when we see intricate stitched artwork to replicate real-life objects. Like an aircon, an oven, toilet and sink.

"He stitched even the pipes and the machinery inside." Five whistles lowly in appreciation, sticking by me so I don't get lost. I tend to lose people if I go off on my own and sometimes I don't even realise I do when I actually get lost. I turn and see a red room and I walk towards it to see the entire room covered by red fabric with a stitched staircase leading up to the ceiling.

"Sorry!" I quickly dodge the couple that were taking pictures with the art.

"Want me to take pictures of you too?" my love asks me and I quickly shake my head.

"Nah. I don't like too."

"Why?"

"I don't if it's a peeve of mine or gives me an ick but seeing people just take pictures with art," I subtly nod to a woman posing in front of the artists name while her boyfriend takes pictures of her. "like that just makes me think their-I don't know to how to describe it, entitled, no, up themselves? Narcissistic? Obnoxious? Damnit what's the word? I need my sister... Anyway, like I know for a fact she's probably going to post it on Instagram. Like just chill and enjoy the art." I finish rambling and turn to Five to see him laughing, a shine in his eyes.

"I love it when I learn new things about you. This is the best one yet." He walks up to me and kisses the top of my head. "Let's go 'chill and enjoy the art' as you say." he muses, wrapping an arm around my shoulder and leading me away. We enjoy our time in the gallery, talking about the large structures and watching videos of how the artist made some of his work.

"I'm surprised there wasn't much to see." I sigh in disappointment, just earning a hum from behind me and I turn to see Five staring at his phone with a large grin on his face as we walked out of the gallery. "Why are you smiling so much?" I look down at his phone and gasped when I see that he had taken a video of me. "Five!"

"What! You're cute! I couldn't help myself!" I snatch his phone and flick through the numerous photos he took of me, me being absolutely oblivious since I looked like I was in my own world and daydreaming.

"Look at the tiny people!" I watched a video of me bending down on a platform with little people figures holding it up. "There's millions! And there are faces on the walls too!" I ran off to look closely at the wall, Five videoing me and I hear him chuckle softly in the video.

"Is there more of me!?" before I could see his camera roll, he snatches his phone back and pockets it before I could delete any of them.

"Yes." I flush in embarrassment but he just laughs and pulls me away to a restaurant for lunch after he collected our coats and helped me put mine on before he puts his on.

"No... no you didn't."

"It's not like you don't have pictures and videos of me on your phone either." he smirks at me and I hold my phone tightly cause he was absolutely right.

"Shut up..." I mutter out and he just smiles, pulling me into his arms.

"Let's go eat. I'm sure you're hungry."

"Eh?" I wave my hand in a half so-so motion. 

Five finds a cute patio restaurant and we sit up on the balcony staying indoors and heated, ordering what we would like to eat and some drinks while I was going through my phone. I clicked on Instagram and opened it up. I had checked this the first time I got dropped back into my reality, seeing what I missed out on the past few years. Nothing had changed except for the new photos of me looking like I was having the best time of my life with my friends-clubbing, drinking, going to concerts. I changed jobs, lost my old highschool friends and only have two left, and I apparently went to work with Disney in the US too but got deported by them? That's a whole can of worms I will never know the full story of.

"Do you have Instagram?" I ask my boyfriend and he blinks at me in confusion.

"No. I know what it is but I don't use it."

"I'm not surprised." he leans over to look at my photos with me and it feels odd going over them since I have no memory of any of it. None of the last 4 years.

"Are you going to post about today?"

"I was going to tag you but if you don't want to I won't-"

"-help me open one." I look at Five with wide eyes, growing excited to know that he wanted to have an account.

Maybe that idea of us posting cute stories about each other could actually happen!?

I happily help my boyfriend start his own Instagram account. I taught him what was what and how to use it. I take a picture of him in his sunnies, him smiling as he held his glass of whiskey and I use it to make it his profile picture.

Fuck he looks good in this picture.

My love immediately followed me once he got used to how insta works and I see a notification that he tagged me as well and I click on it. "What did you post-you didn't!" I gape at the photo he took of me looking at the large paper house structure from behind, him just laughing softly in amusement in front of me. He had posted it on his account with a simple white heart in the caption. "Wait I think I got a matching one!" I gasp and search through my photos, finding one where Five stood in front of the house with his arms crossed. I took the photo from behind him but a bit to the side.

"And you said you didn't like those you post of themselves in front of art." he raises a brow at me as I post his photo on my account with the caption saying 'Payback' and tagging him in it.

"I didn't know you were posting that! I'm just levelling the playing field." I stick my tongue at him and he grabs it.

"Hypocrite." he smirks at me and I glare at him, almost biting his fingers but he quickly lets me go.

"Five!" I complain as he pinches my nose softly.

"You're just too adorable (y/n)."

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