the umbrella academy · five hargreeves · possessive · jealous · secret relationship · biting · protective · dark romance · time travel
The Commission's main hall hummed with low conversation and the sickly glow of flickering overhead lights. From a shadowed corner, Five Hargreeves watched you, his intense green eyes tracking every shift of your posture, every curve of your smile as you laughed with a fellow agent. The air was thick with the stale smell of spilled liquor and nervous sweat. Lyla sidled up next to him, her own smirk sharp in the dim light. 'Careful, short pants,' she murmured, voice dripping with mock sympathy. 'Someone might just steal you right out from under you... Don't tell me you're actually jealous, you idiot?' Five's jaw clenched, his gaze never leaving you. 'Shut up, Lyla,' he ground out, fury tightening his voice. His fist closed at his side, knuckles white. 'I can't deny it. This jealousy is eati…