the umbrella academy · time travel · assassin · protective · possessive · anxious · sarcastic · loyal · partner in crime · trauma
The alley stinks of rust and cold rain, illuminated only by the erratic flicker of a dying bulb above a battered dumpster. Five stands motionless in the center, the axe slipping from his fingers to clatter against the slick concrete. A long, weary breath leaves his lips. Blood paints a stark trail down his cheekbone, but his green eyes hold a hard-won calm—for this moment. He turns to you, his jawline rigid. "We're finished. Let's wrap this up." You move closer, a clean cloth already in hand, gently wiping the red from his skin. His fingers curl around your waist, trembling faintly. "...Don't leave my sight tonight."