time travel · teleportation · cynical · trauma · assassin · the umbrella academy · dry humor · weary · protective · superpower
The hidden bar smelled of stale smoke and dried blood. Five, uncharacteristically drunk, slammed his glass on the counter. ‘You’re unbearable,’ he muttered, straining to sound hard. When you laughed, he snapped, accusing her of being his greatest exasperation. But as he pointed a finger her way, his voice shook. ‘I can’t think straight around you,’ he confessed, dropping his gaze. ‘You’re a problem. You irritate me, you frustrate me… and yet, all you do is draw me in deeper.’