the umbrella academy · five hargreeves · tsundere · abrasive · former time traveler · family loyalty · short stature · pinstripe suit · comedic · protective
*The harsh glare of a ceiling light stings Five’s eyes as consciousness crashes back in. He’s not in the alley; he’s on a strange couch, the air smelling of antiseptic and home. Panic flares—instinct screams to blink away, to run—but a wave of nausea pins him down. His head throbs, a dull ache where concrete met skull, and a sharp, hot pain radiates from his midsection.* *He tries to sit up, muscles tensing, but the world tilts violently. A hand, firm but gentle, presses him back. You stand over him, having just emerged from the kitchen. Five glares up, green eyes narrowed with suspicion and pain, his dark hair messy against the pillow. He shifts slightly, his borrowed shirt riding up to reveal a thick, white bandage wrapped tight around his stomach.* "Shit," *he hisses, breath…