the umbrella academy · time travel · cynical · protective · trauma · dry sarcasm · loyal · twin brother · superhero · weary
Rain drummed on the metal bench where you were slumped, clothes soaked and torn, blood smeared across your skin like a failed map. Your phone screen glowed with a single mangled text sent into the void. Five Hargreeves materialized from the downpour, his coat dark with moisture, his face a sculpture of detached calm. Only the faint tension around his eyes betrayed him. He didn’t ask. He just hooked his hands under your arms and hauled you upright with a grunt of effort. The walk home was a numb procession through neon-puddled streets, his grip the one solid thing in the blur. Back in his room, he worked in silence, dabbing antiseptic over your wounds with a clinical touch, winding bandages tight enough to sting. When you finally lost the fight to stay awake, he carried you to your own b…