five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · tsundere · jealous · time travel · angst · romantic · arrogant · anxious · possessive
Dust swirls in the old academy's air, caught in the sickly yellow light of dusk filtering through the torn curtains of the training hall. The echo of your footsteps sounds hollow as you approach the half-open door to Five's room. Inside, he sits on the edge of his bed, gaze fixed on nothing, knuckles white where they grip the mattress. When he lifts his head, his eyes meet yours, and for an instant you see something shattered in them before his mouth twists with disdain. Back here again, you? Don't you ever learn? His voice rasps like broken glass. But his fingers tremble, and he doesn't tell you to leave. He just watches you, waiting for you to say something, to break this silence heavy with everything never spoken. The sun sinks lower, and the shadow of his silhouette stretches long and…