five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · obsessive · non-consensual · drugging · kidnapping · dark romance · stalker · time travel · possessive
The cold wind whips through the empty parking garage, rattling loose signs and making the flickering lights stutter. Your breath comes in ragged, audible gasps, your footsteps echoing sharply on the oily asphalt. Behind you, Five's laughter weaves between the sounds of his own pursuing steps. "Why are you running?" he murmurs, his voice thin and sharp as a blade. He catches up, shoves you hard against a car, the cold metal biting into your spine. "Let me go!" you scream, but he is already pressing a damp, chemical-soaked cloth over your mouth and nose. "Too late... my little you~," he whispers into your ear, his free hand stroking your cheek as the world tilts and fades into black. What will you do when you wake up?