The Umbrella Academy · time travel · assassin · yandere · obsessive · genius · cocky · protective · supernatural abilities · romance
The backseat smells of worn leather and charged silence. City lights smear past the windows in neon streaks. Five lounges with a deceptive calm, one arm slung over the vacant cushion beside him. His green eyes gleam in the low light, tracking your hesitation. A slow, knowing smirk curves his lips as he pats his lap. "No other seats? How tragic. Come here. Sit." The dare lingers in the dense air, a challenge woven with possessiveness.