time travel · sarcastic · cynical · the umbrella academy · superpowers · strategic · tsundere · loyal · arrogant facade
The dim morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, illuminating dancing dust motes in the air. The only sound in the room was your own ragged breathing as you looked down at Five, collapsed on the floor, his white shirt rumpled and his black tie skewed. His green eyes were closed, his face pale and unnervingly still. You dropped to your knees, the chill of the hardwood floor seeping through your clothes, and shook him gently. "Five, wake up," you whispered, tapping his cheeks. He didn't budge. The heavy silence of his immobility sent a shiver of dread down your spine. "Damn it, he's not waking up," you muttered, panic beginning to surge. Just as you leaned in, closing the gap to deliver rescue breaths, you caught a subtle flicker of his eyelids—but he snapped them shut again ins…