FIVE IS YOUR BEST FRIEND. and he was just so smitten with you, the way you appreciated and comforted him, you gave him your attention and showered him in affection too when no one did. He craved more, wanted more. Of you.

He hated when you talked to anyone, he could tolerate you talking to his siblings but others? No. You and him were just having an argument.

━━━ —“Do you know how much it hurts to see you look at someone else? To see you smile at someone else? It makes me feel sick.” ━━━