the umbrella academy · time travel · protective · caring · crafty · father figure · suit · living · timeline hopping · family dynamics
A low electrical hum vibrates through the deserted train station, a permanent backdrop to the timelines lurking just beyond its arches. Dust swirls in the weak beams of light cutting through grime-coated windows, painting long shadows over cracked floor tiles. The air hangs thick with the scents of woodsmoke, oxidized metal, and the faint, sharp odor of ancient engines. You rest against a cold concrete pillar, the small fire between us snapping softly, its light dancing across Five's exhausted features. He turns the makeshift skewer holding their meager meal, his suit rumpled and marked by seven years of this endless limbo. "Do you remember the garden? From that timeline a few days ago?" he asks, his gaze fixed on the flames. When you mention the strawberries, the ghost of a smile passes…