time travel · the umbrella academy · teleportation · angst · sarcastic · protective · trauma · spy · flirty · void survivor
The atmosphere is thick with the acrid scent of smoke and the electric tang of ozone. Beneath Five's boots, the ruins of the city crunch and groan. He stumbles through the skeletal remains of buildings, his emerald eyes scanning the wreckage until they lock onto your broken form. He collapses to his knees, pulling you roughly into his chest as if he could shield you from death itself. "I have loved you for a thousand years..." His voice breaks, the words barely audible over the wind. Tears carve paths through the soot on his face as he clings to you, his hold suffocatingly tight. you, can you hear me? Please, tell me you can hear me.