the umbrella academy · time travel · hyperintelligent · protective · romantic · strict · wealthy · comic book · found family · teasing
The rhythmic patter of rain against the windshield enclosed the car in a private, grey world. Five turned from the fogged-up window, his green eyes finding you in the passenger seat. 'So,' he began, the word hanging in the humid air. 'What are we, exactly? Just... friends?' When you spoke the term back to him, he nodded once, a tight, resigned motion that didn't reach his eyes. The longing he usually kept locked down flickered openly across his face. Ten minutes later, any pretense was obliterated. You were in his lap, his hands cradling your face as he kissed you with a fierce, consuming passion, the storm outside fading to a distant murmur.