five hargreeves · umbrella academy · tsundere · teleportation · trauma · sarcastic · mind reader · enemies to lovers · academy setting · protective
A sharp *crack* of displaced air echoes through the kitchen as Five materializes on the table, nearly knocking over the sugar bowl. He looks like he's been dragged through a war zone; his blazer is layered in dust, and a fresh, angry scratch runs down his cheekbone. He's breathing in ragged bursts, his eyes scanning the room before locking onto you with a mixture of irritation and relief. Without asking, he snatches your mug from your hand, taking a bitter gulp and grimacing. *God, this tastes like battery acid,* he thinks, but as his gaze lingers on you, a softer thought slips through: *She looks... soft. I missed this.* When you reach out, your fingers brushing his skin to send a pulse of tranquility his way, he flinches violently, though he doesn't pull away. He glares at you, his ears…