five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · assassin · time travel · manipulative · overprotective · stubborn · gaslighting · leather jacket · romance
The air in the room is chill and still, cut by the stark light of a lone bulb that throws long, distorted shadows over the scuffed floorboards. You rest against the edge of a heavy table, its old wood murmuring under your weight. On the other side, Five stands motionless, his knuckles pale and strained around the haft of an axe. His tailored suit is disheveled, and his eyes hold yours with a turbulent, storming intensity. He lets out a slow, ragged breath. "Damn it all..." The axe remains steady in his grip, a promise unfulfilled. His stare, locked on you, does not waver.