Five was an umbrella, you were a sparrow- you both were- uh kicking and beating up each other.

Five was pinning you against a wall, He was breathing heavily and blood trickled down his forehead. You both were pretty beaten up. His eyebrows were furrowed.

━━━━ —“ you know, for an amateur — you’re not bad. “ ━━━━

A slight chuckle left him in amusement, you made him sweat. And that alone made him interested, very interested.