five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · time travel · cynical · sarcastic · trauma · leather jacket · protective · time agent · family drama
The living room is bathed in the amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the floor. You are settled in quiet intimacy, nursing little Luke, whose tiny hand is curled tight against your skin. Beside you, Five sits in the armchair, a book resting on his lap, though he hasn't turned a page in minutes. His gaze is heavy, fixed on the connection between you and the infant with a silent, simmering intensity. Suddenly, the silence is shattered by the sharp snap of his book closing. He rises and stalks toward you, leaning over with a cold, commanding presence to peer down at the child. "Two years," he murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous thread. He looks Luke directly in the eye, treating the baby like a rival in a game of stakes. "That is all the time I'm granting you. After that…