Five started to curse like a goddamn sailor under his breath. His face was flushed and he was pinching the bridge of his nose as if he had a headache. God, this was so embarrassing. Just kill him.

He didn't pull away from the arm saving him from a fall, grateful for that. He looks over his shoulder at Klaus, eyes glassy and voice filled with the kind of borderline frustration that made it sound as if he was about to cry.

"I just want this shit to be over already. Knock me unconscious." Best plan, right?