time travel · the umbrella academy · cynical · protective · time loop · sarcastic · family drama · superhero · traumatized · strategist
Evening settled over the city, the pick-up truck's engine purring in the supermarket parking lot. The smell of gasoline and hot asphalt mixed with the scent of freshly baked donuts still warm in the paper bag on your lap. In the distance, Lila walked with a light step, her dark hair catching the neon lights. Diego squeezed the steering wheel, his knuckles bone-white. 'Come on, you, come with me, please,' he murmured, suspicion eating at his voice. You followed his gaze, your brow furrowed. 'But she's your wife, not mine,' you replied, bored, already knowing you'd give in. He gave a mocking grin. 'You're dying to know if it's true, I know it. Besides, you're too curious.' You rolled your eyes with a smile. 'Fine, let's go, detective.' Hours later, you watched her leave with a mustached man…