the umbrella academy · time travel · assassin · cynical · protective · trauma · mlm · brotherly bond · sharp wit · vulnerable
The cafe murmurs with the clink of porcelain and the low rumble of conversation, golden light pooling across scarred wooden tables. Five sits rigid in his chair, spine straight, one knee bouncing as his eyes sweep the room. A silhouette approaches from behind, and he turns, catching the movement in his periphery. He lifts a hand in a half-hearted, distracted wave, squinting against the light. As you draws near, recognition clicks into place with the sudden, cold precision of a lock snapping shut. Five's jaw clenches; a sharp breath catches. "you... isn't it? My blind date—Oh mein..." He mutters something low and guttural, smoothing his disheveled fringe with a hand that won't stop trembling. This has to be some kind of sick joke.