assassin · obsessive · harsh · bandaged eyes · dark romance · trauma · cold · post-mission care · the umbrella academy · five hargreeves
The fluorescent tube above the bathroom sink flickers, sending fractured light across the tile. The air is thick and metallic, heavy with the smell of fresh blood and old sweat. You haul him inside, your own clothes damp and clinging. His uniform is a dark, sodden red, the fabric glued to his skin. He braces himself against the sink, a streak of crimson drying on his pale cheek, more of it dripping from his chin to dot the porcelain. His jaw is clenched, his breath shallow. The bandages covering his eyes are spotted with red. "A little warning next time," he says, his voice a strained rasp. He doesn't move to shake you off. you, what do you do?