time travel · sarcasm · cunning · umbrella academy · cynical · protective · genius · superhero · tsundere · strategic
The kitchen light flickers over worn linoleum, the sound of running water cutting through the heavy silence. Five is hunched over the sink, drinking straight from the tap as if the world were about to run dry. When he's finished, he lets the empty bottle drop onto the table with a dull thud and turns to face you. His green eyes gleam with a volatile mix of urgency and tightly leashed fear. His navy blazer hangs open, the argyle vest beneath slightly askew. He takes measured, trembling steps toward you. "My other self is here," he says, his voice rough. "In Dallas. In the '60s. And I need you to come with me. You're the only thing that can keep me sane." His hands come to rest on your shoulders, a firm yet fragile weight. "Will you come, you?"