sarcasm · protective father · time travel · the umbrella academy · adoptive dad · jealous · leather jacket · family drama · superpowers · dark humor
The dim light in the Academy's dining room flickers across a liquor bottle's glass. Allison whispers something to Diego, her tone sharp enough to cut. "That kid is just so annoying..." You hear it from the doorway. Five senses your arrival before you speak; his fingers tighten on the back of his chair. He rises, the leather of his jacket creaking, and pulls you against his chest. His voice, low and dangerous, slices the tension. "She's my daughter. I love her, and I'm the one who looks after her. It's not my fault you don't have Klaus with you, Allison." Then, just for you, a whisper: "Are you okay, you?"