Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader

Chapter 85

Because he didn't know where to begin.

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As a couple of hours passed by, Y/N left her home with a yawn. It was cold in the middle of a wintery day. Y/N had to ride her motorcycle a tad slower than she usually does, considering that the snow was just beginning to melt.

Her pace along with the cold weather only made her want to get back to bed rather than work the extra shift she promised Winston and Peril she'd take. Unfortunately, she was a person of her word.

Nearing the pedestrian lane, Y/N slowed down to a stop as she saw Klaus giving Allison's daughter, Claire, his daily lecture of life's fragility in the midst of crossing the road.

Witnessing them do the same thing for the past few years since Y/N started working at the café wasn't uncommon anymore to her; it became a routine, basically. It happened so often that the fact that the number of pedestrians killed annually is 6,977 had been etched into her brain.

Much to her dismay, Y/N never had the guts to come up to them and acquaint herself to them again. So they never batted an eye to her. Nonetheless, she was glad to know they're still alive.

Once they disappeared from her periphery, Y/N released her Triumph's clutch and went on with her ride until she reached the street where the café was located. And when she arrived, she found Winston exiting the premises.

"She's early as always." Winston announced with a grin, following her as she made a turn toward the back alley.

He and Y/N became friends ever since Y/N started coming to the café regularly as a customer before she worked at the very same place. When the girl got the job two years ago, they got to know each other better enough for one of them to have feelings for the other.

Y/N playfully rolled her eyes at her friend, "How can I not be, when you leave Peril alone to have your lunch this early?" She shot back as she parked her motorcycle.

"It's better to eat out early than wait for you to turn down a lunch date with me." Winston remarked, pretending to shy away from her as if he was hurt. The only response he got from her was a mocking and sarcastic expression while she got off from her motorcycle.

Either way, Winston went along with it and pretended he wasn't partially being serious. He did try to ask her out seriously after she told him that she and her partner grew eventually apart. He immediately earned himself a rejection after Y/N hit him with a, "you're too old for me," despite being only four years older than her. Unbeknownst that she was much older than he thinks.

But once Y/N made it known that being in a relationship was the last thing she wanted to worry about, Winston dropped it and amicably accepted her rejection. Eventually, he himself didn't see them being anywhere beyond platonic. "All right, I'm going. D'you want anything?" Winston asked as he slowly walked out of the alley backwards.

"Nah, I'm good. Thanks though." Y/N replied.

"You sure? I'm paying." Winston pressed.

"Watch your step."

"Is that a threat?"

Y/N didn't need to look when she heard him stumble back on a pothole. Luckily, he was able to grip on the edge of the nearest window before his butt could hit the concrete. The strange position he was in when she looked up at him made her laugh, "I told you so."

Winston got back on his his feet shortly as if he didn't just trip seconds ago, "See you later, N/N."

"Enjoy your lunch." The girl waved before she tended back to herself. After she aligned her motorcycle by its back, Y/N locked her motorcycle before she pulled out her keys and took her helmet off.