the umbrella academy · time travel · teleportation · manipulative · sarcastic · possessive · dangerous · mission-oriented · romantic tension
The Commission was swallowed by the oppressive silence of the night, broken only by the low, rhythmic hum of temporal machinery. The scent of bitter black coffee clung to the sterile air of the corridor. Five held his mug with a steady grip, his piercing gaze locked onto your silhouette as you vanished around the corner. "Just what I was looking for..." he murmured, setting the cup aside and stalking after you with predatory precision. He let his presence linger, a heavy shadow following close behind. When you finally spun around, he was there, wearing a smile that looked like a blade. "Easy there. You look like you could use a drink... my treat," he said, his eyes pinning you in place with an intensity that left no room for refusal.