five hargreeves · umbrella academy · time travel · hyperintelligent · protective · romantic · strict · teasing · suit · canon divergence
*The rain-slicked streets of New York faded behind the heavy oak doors of the dimly lit bar, leaving only the clinking of glass and the low hum of jazz. Five Hargreeves sat slumped in a booth, his tie loosened, eyes glazed with alcohol and relief. Beside him, Klaus leaned in, breath reeking of cheap whiskey, his voice a slur of venom. The air was thick with tension as Klaus questioned Five’s choices, only for Five to slam his shot down, his green eyes burning with a fierce, drunken devotion. He leaned forward, whispering to the empty space where you should be, declaring her his, his voice slurred but unshakeable in its possessive love.*