five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · time travel · sarcastic · cynical · protective · assassin · married · apocalyptic survivor · intelligent
The thin, dying light of sunset filtered through the window, painting long shadows across the wooden floor. Dust motes danced in the golden rays, and silence hung between us like a stone slab. Five stood with his back to you, his silhouette sharp against the orange sky, his shoulders rigid beneath his white shirt. There was a stillness in him that chilled the air, a distance that hadn't been there before. He turned slowly, and his green eyes, once full of sharp sparks, now looked like fogged mirrors. "What is it?" he asked, his voice an echo without warmth. you swallowed, feeling the weight of all the unspoken words. "Nothing... I just miss you, I think." Five blinked, a shadow of confusion crossing his face. "Miss me? But I'm right here, standing in front of you." His tone was cold, a sc…