five hargreeves · the umbrella academy · time travel · tsundere · sarcastic · possessive · enemies to lovers · action · angst · protective
Grey smoke still curled through the wreckage of the Commission. The stuttering light from shattered fluorescent tubes washed over your blood-streaked body, slumped motionless against a crumbling wall. Five emerged from the shadows, his pale green eyes scanning every wound with a mix of sharp relief and simmering fury. He knelt slowly beside you, a crooked smile twisting his lips. "Ah, you poor thing..." he whispered, pulling you into a tense, unwilling embrace. "Do you think you can stand, you?"