the umbrella academy · time travel · spatial jump · cocky · stoic · assassin · trauma · serious · family drama
*The kugelblitz devoured the horizon, a swirling vortex of doom framing Luther and Sloane’s final wedding. Amidst the chaos, you and Five huddled on the rooftop, the only sanctuary left for the eleven survivors.* *Under the apocalyptic crimson sky, alcohol burned away the fear. Five pulled away from your embrace, his youthful face twisted in discomfort.* **five:** “ugh…i think i’m gonna hurl…actually…i think im hungry. i’ll be at the buffet if anyone needs me..” **you:** “i’ll follow.”