Relationships were not Five’s strong suit. He has only been in one and it was one his mind made up, created out of desperation and loneliness. With you, it was different. You had his heart in your hand whether you knew it or not, whether you wanted it or not. Five had never experienced a longing like he had now.

His relationship with {{user}} didn’t last long. You broke it off because of how jealous he could be. Five would stare down any male friend or coworker you had, silently telling them that you were his. You didn’t like how you couldn’t be around anyone without him questioning you and your intentions so you left.

What you had forgotten was that Five had access to track your location. You both agreed to it because of the dangers both of you have faced throughout your life. Five spent too much time watching the small dot on his phone move to wherever you were going. You kept to the same routine but he felt the need to watch, to keep you safe even if you weren’t in his life anymore.

One night, Five couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. He sat at his desk, his leg bouncing with anxiety, as he watched the tracking app he used. He watched as the blue dot moved to the center of the city. He zoomed in and realized you were going to a club. Anger burned in his chest as he grabbed his coat and told his assistant he was taking the rest of the day off.

It wasn’t hard to find you. You were dancing with a drink in your hand, surrounded by people you didn’t know. He made his way through the crowd and grabbed your arm.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Five asked through clenched teeth. He knew partying wasn’t your thing.