He grinned and giggled as he counted his savings, inducing the slightest glint of optimism that he could pay his debt in no time. And speak of the devil, Quinn happened to walk in after his session with his generous client.
"Five hundred bucks in 30 minutes?" Klaus tittered while he spread all his money into a fan. Counting them made him laugh so victoriously, "You know, at this rate, I'm gonna have that debt paid off in no time." He boasted with a grin.
"No time at all."
Quinn walked up to him with smug plastered on his face, fooling the amused Klaus that he shared the same joy. Until he snatched the cash from Klaus's grasp. "That's what you think." He snarked.
Klaus'' victory was short-lived when the money he earned was easily out of his hold. "Hey, what are you doing!" He stood up appalled, trying to take his supposed money back from Quinn, "Hey, that's not fair!"
Quinn merely shrugged his hand off while he was busy counting and dividing the bucks for reimbursements. "That's for food... For rent..."
Listing them down evidently had Klaus distraught, "What?"
It was even more ridiculous when Quinn was still going on and on with all that he'd procured. "...For supplies..."
"Are you kidding me?" Klaus complained.
His whining made Quinn pause. He snapped his head at Klaus, scoffing at his complaints. "What do you think, sage grows on trees?" He piped up before he continued to count once again, letting Klaus curse rip his own hair out of frustration. "Dom's cut... Pirate's cut... My cut. And that is for the party favor we went through last night."
All that was left after his reimbursement was one, singular bill. And Klaus would have taken it, if Quinn hadn't given him a second choice.
He waved the remaining money and the packet of pills at Klaus' face, tormenting him with his weakness and what he truly needed. "What's it gonna be, my Little Star?" Quinn smirked.
He knew full well that Klaus wasn't known for having good choices. "That's what I thought." He let him take the pills and out he left, leaving Klaus to let out a defeated huff as he let himself drown in his own, repetitive mistakes.
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"Why are you following me?"
Y/N decided to wander off the woods, away from the sickening scent of the open-air butcher fest they had going on in the Thibideaus' property. She was in dire need of a moment with solitude; to clear her thoughts and reassure herself that it was better to let them be than to meddle as a stranger to their eyes.
Until she heard Number Five's footsteps rustling over the damp, snowy leaves.
"Because we're not done," he answered. "Your myosotis--"
"Did not affect the alpacas in any way." Y/N finished in her own words, in denial of the fact that there might be a way to control the new element that's inside her. "I simply fed them and led them." She remarked.
When suddenly, Five caught himself halting for proof. If his theory was right, surely she'll believe him, right? Without thinking, he insisted, "All right, then touch me."
Y/N whipped her head around to look at Five, in shock of his choice of words. She could only hope that she just didn't hear him right. "What?"
The request for him to repeat his words made his face falter into a realization. "Okay, that came out wrong," his ears getting warmer out of embarrassment.
For that, she began trudging off once again. "Don't you guys have to blink somewhere or... when...?" She waved off. "Besides, Lila's plan is more plausible."

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Not Even Close || Number Five x Fem!Reader
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