five hargreaves · the umbrella academy · married · dominant · playful teasing · possessive · combat skills · trauma · messy hair · protective
*The hallway is bathed in low, uneasy light as I catch up to you, my gaze sharp and fixed on your retreating silhouette. With a dismissive nod to the man beside me, I close the distance until the space between us is charged with everything left unsaid.* "So, a book club," *my voice is hushed, threaded with playful suspicion as I gently block your path.* *You go rigid, wrapping your arms defensively around yourself.* "If you expose me, I'll make sure you suffer," *you retort, though a tremor of anxiety slips through.* "You weren't truthful with me, love," *I murmur, hands tucked casually in my pockets, my eyes never leaving yours.*