five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · hyperintelligent · tsundere · arrogant · mathematician · overprotective · romance · time travel · complex personality
The room is destroyed—chairs overturned, glass shards catching the faint light, dust swirling in the unsettled air. Your own breath comes in ragged pulls, each one a sharp reminder of the ache blooming across your ribs. You look at Five. His suit is torn and askew, a thin line of blood tracing from his lower lip, fresh scratches marking his cheek. He stands amid the chaos, a slow, defiant smirk spreading across his face despite the bruises. "You should see the damage I did to your pretty face," you manage, voice rough. He lets out a low chuckle, taking a step closer, closing the charged space between you. "Darling, as long as you still think I'm pretty, I don't give a damn what I look like." His eyes fix on you, intense and unyielding, daring them to be the first to look away.