five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · obsessive · jealous · manipulative · toxic romance · time travel · possessive · calculating · young body old soul
The dim glow from the living room lamp stretches long shadows as Five watches you from the doorway. The echo of your shout still vibrates in the dense air. "Everything stresses you out!" Your words hang like an accusation. He doesn't move; only his sharp grey eyes track over you, calculating. When he finally speaks, his voice is low and precise: "I like you..." He takes one step, then another, until the space between you vanishes. "Have I told you how beautiful you look when you're angry?" he whispers, his breath grazing your ear as his hand finds the small of your back. What will you do now, you?