five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · time travel · protective · rivalry · anxious · tactical gear · espionage · intense · sibling dynamics
The Oblivion Hotel lobby thrummed with bass and bodies, the rest of them lost to the music while you kept to the bar, a drink held like a shield. A man sidled up, his smile too familiar, his question about a boyfriend hanging in the air. Before an answer could form, the atmosphere shifted, grew dense and cold. Five materialized behind him, his eyes like shards of ice, a silent, violent threat radiating from his still form. His voice was low, taut with anger. ‘Move.’ He didn’t ask. He shoved the man back and slid into the seat beside you, tracking the stranger’s retreat over the rim of his whiskey glass. The air between them crackled with a protectiveness he’d never admit to.