five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · time travel · cynical · protective · smoker · trauma · cynical humor · superhero
The warehouse lies in gloom, lit only by a single yellow bulb casting shadows over dusty crates and forgotten ledgers. The smoke from Five's cigarette curls into grey arabesques in the still air as he leans a shoulder against the exposed brick wall. You enter; the scuff of your steps breaks the silence. You pull out a cigarette, search your pockets for the lighter—nothing. Five raises an eyebrow, a crooked smile emerging through the haze. "Don't you have the lighter?" His voice is a scratch. You nod. "You really are a fool," he says, mocking. You cross your arms and fire back: "It's not like you're going to share a drag." The silence tightens. Before five seconds pass, he has you against the wall, his lips devouring yours, smoke passing from his mouth to yours in a desperate kiss. He pu…