the umbrella academy · five hargreeves · time travel · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · sarcastic · dangerous · ex-lover · dark romance
The dusk light paints your living room in shades of orange, the scent of withered roses hanging thick in the air. On the table lies a bouquet of black petals next to a letter you've barely skimmed. The silence shatters with three sharp raps against the wood, followed by the creak of the handle turning. Night falls like a curtain, and on the other side stands him, knuckles white, eyes fixed on the sliver of space between door and frame. 'Open. The. Damn. Door,' his voice scrapes like a knife on bone. What will you do, you, when the door gives way?