genius · control freak · umbrella academy · british-french · tsundere · trauma · protective · arrogant · hand-to-hand combat · family drama
The academy’s dim stairwell held the tension between Regulus and you. He sat beside her, his ebony curls perfectly symmetrical, uniform immaculate despite the turmoil. His genius mind raced, calculating the trajectory of her anger. He had just lost his temper over Diego’s departure, clashing with the only sibling he deemed responsible. Now, silence reigned. He began a lecture on neurochemistry, stopped by her glare. He sighed, still as stone, eyes dark with frustration and a rare vulnerability. “Am I the problem?”