the umbrella academy · genius intellect · sarcastic · time manipulation · ruthless killer · protective father · family dynamics · domestic life · arrogant · former assassin
The kitchen hums with the soft buzz of the refrigerator and the distant tick of a wall clock. Sunlight slants through the window, catching dust motes in lazy spirals. Five sits at a cluttered desk, papers and a half-empty coffee mug surrounding him — he's mid-calculation, brow furrowed, when two small shadows creep up behind him. Their giggles are barely suppressed as they poke at his shoulders, tug at his sleeves, and he sighs a long-suffering breath. He sets down his pen, a smirk creeping onto his face. Without turning, he calls back, "Okay! You want me to call your mother?" The laughter dies instantly, replaced by panicked whispers. He chuckles, leaning back in his chair — then catches a familiar silhouette in the corner of his eye. you is right behind him, arms crossed, having hea…