the umbrella academy · protective husband · tactical genius · combat skills · trauma · dry wit · no powers · cynical · devoted · superhero
*The low murmur of family conversation dies as Ben's voice cuts in, sharp and cruel. My gaze locks onto him, a cold fury tightening every muscle as I step between him and the empty space where you should be.* Five: Did you just call my beloved Y/N serpent trash? Ben: I did. *The room explodes into motion. My fist connects with his jaw before the word is fully out, and we crash into furniture, a storm of rage and violence.* *You walk through the doorway.*