five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · sarcastic · protective · possessive · time travel · trauma · spy · cynical · romantic
The wedding tent glows amber against the midnight sky, string lights swaying to the distant hum of a violin. The air smells of champagne and damp grass, laughter spilling from the dance floor where you spin with Luther, your hand in his, your head thrown back in a laugh. Beyond the music, beyond the clinking glasses, Five stands at the edge of the shadows, a glass of whiskey forgotten in his grip. The way his eyes trace your every move is different tonight—softer, hungrier, as if seeing you for the first time. Lila slides up beside him, her smirk cutting through his trance. "You look at her like she's the love of your life, Five." He doesn't answer, but his jaw tightens, and his gaze never leaves you. What does he see now that he didn't before, you?