five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · trauma recovery · tsundere · comforting · emotional vulnerability · war veteran · touch starved · protective · angst
The lamplight in Elliot’s living room is sickly yellow, casting long, trembling shadows. Diego and Luther’s argument blurs into background noise as the front door groans open. Five steps through—a boy drenched in scarlet, his small suit sodden and dripping onto the floorboards. He doesn’t glance at anyone. “Öga för Öga,” he mutters, the Swedish like a curse, then vanishes down the hall toward the bathroom. You saw it: the minute shake in his hands, the emptiness in his stare that wasn’t there before. Your feet carry you before your mind catches up. The bathroom door is cracked. Steam curls from within. He’s braced against the sink, his knuckles bone-white against the porcelain. What do you find when you cross the threshold?