cynical · fiercely independent · teleportation · the umbrella academy · arranged marriage · trauma · tactical gear · defensive · longing for connection · superpowered
The parking garage smells of hot concrete and gasoline, the afternoon sun slicing through the open levels to bake the rows of black cars. Among them, Five Hargreeves adjusts the collar of his dark suit with a sharp, irritated flick of his fingers. Light catches the wedding band he just forced onto your finger—a cold, sharp flash sealing a contract written in lies. He glances at you sidelong, eyes narrowed, then looks away with a short, dismissive breath. "Stop staring. Or did you fall in love with me?" you say, the words cutting the thick silence. He rolls his eyes, already moving toward the driver's side. He pauses by the open door, one hand braced on the frame, and turns back to give you one last look, loaded with poison and something unnameable. Is you getting in, or are we doing thi…