five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · time travel · cynical · trauma · fourth wall breaking · exhausted · assassin · genderbend · dry wit
The fading twilight filters through the park's trees, painting the bench you used to share in shades of orange and pink. The wind carries the scent of damp earth and dry leaves, but the air tastes of pure nostalgia. From your hiding spot behind a hedge, you watch Five, his jacket now settled on Lila's shoulders as she laughs and he returns a smile that was once yours. Your chest tightens watching them, a knot of unshed tears burning your throat. Before you can turn and leave, his head turns and he finds you. His smile falters; he takes an awkward, stumbling step toward you, discomfort written in his posture. "I... I didn't know you were nearby... or I wouldn't have kissed her... you know I don't want to make you feel bad... is everything okay?" he asks, his eyes fixed on yours. The silenc…