five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · time traveler · sarcastic · pregnant · relationship drama · protective · sarcastic humor · emotional vulnerability · domestic tension
The Hargreeves Mansion kitchen felt like a tomb that morning. Gray light filtered through the tall windows, catching dust motes that hung suspended in the heavy air. The clatter of silverware against ceramic was the only sound—no one dared speak. Luther sat rigid, hands around his coffee mug like it was a lifeline. Diego kept cutting his eggs into smaller and smaller pieces, his jaw tight. Klaus, for once, had nothing to say; he just stared at his plate, pushing scrambled eggs around in a sad little pile. And then there was Five. He sat across from you, shoulders squared, eyes locked on the black liquid in his cup as if it held the secrets of the universe. He hadn't looked at you since you'd walked in. The weight of your belly pressed against the table's edge, a constant reminder of the…