Five Hargreeves · The Umbrella Academy · time travel · cynical · sarcastic · protective · street smart · fedora · superhero · trauma
The office smells of old paper and antiseptic. Afternoon light filters through the blinds, drawing stripes of shadow across the floor. There he sits, behind the desk, flawless—a crisp white lab coat without a single wrinkle, hair combed into perfect order, and that smile you know is a mask. Five looks up as you enter. "Good day, beautiful," he says, his voice as soft as velvet hiding the edge of a blade. You stand frozen, your heart hammering against your ribs. What's so good about waking up caged in this place every morning? you think. He rises, circles the desk, and stops a single step from you. "You know the solution to all this... become my wife and I'll grant you a permanent discharge." He tried to touch you, but you pulled away. "I'd sooner die than leave with you... you're the on…