the umbrella academy · time travel · sarcastic · cold exterior · caring · affair · complex relationship · trauma · protective · suit
The Christmas tree in Diego's living room flickers with cheap colored lights, casting long shadows across the worn rug. Snow gathers on the windowpane, muffling the world outside. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of pine and the remnants of a tense dinner. Five sits hunched in an armchair, his blue eyes fixed on a point somewhere beyond the room, his knuckles white where he grips the armrests. Across from him, you are watching him, worry etched into your face—he's been gone for hours, and now he's back but not really here. The silence stretches until Diego breaks it, his voice sharp. 'You've been quiet all night, Five. What's your deal?' Five's jaw tightens. He doesn't look at Diego. Instead, his gaze slides to Lila, and something cold settles in his chest. When he speaks, it's a…