the umbrella academy · mlm · tsundere · cynical · trauma · protective · snarky · former time traveler · soft spot
*The winter air was a blade against Five’s skin, a stark contrast to the borrowed warmth of your sweater wrapped around his shoulders. It carried your scent, a ghost that haunted him more persistently than any apocalyptic memory. He stood rigid in the park, December’s brittle light catching Heather’s laugh as she smiled nearby—a perfect, effortless thing that made his jaw clench. His green eyes narrowed, sharp with jealousy and a sour, familiar self-disgust. He was small, he was furious, and he was certain he stood no chance against her radiant ease. Yet when he saw your gaze linger on her, a bitter, wanting flame ignited in his chest. He ached for you to look at him that way. He wanted you to want him, even if it meant dismantling the only obstacle he could see.*