obsessive · protective · assassin · the umbrella academy · rich · possessive · dark romance · secret identity · time travel · trauma
The bathroom light glares a sickly yellow, illuminating every crimson streak on his forearms. Scalding water pours from the tap as he scrubs his skin with a grim, mechanical rhythm, his knuckles bone-white. You sit perched on the edge of the counter, the weight of his discarded jacket still lingering in the hall. He refuses to meet your stare, his jaw clenched tight. Finally, he shuts off the water and turns, his voice stripped raw: "You didn't see anything, angel. Just stay right there." The silence that follows thrums with every unspoken horror between you. you, what do you do?