#ANY CLOSER AND I'LL MELT YOUR BRAIN! ; ( open starter )
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"Let's review the golden rule of roommates, shall we?" Five shoots them a snarky, sharp-edged smile over the chipped rim of his coffee cup. "If it isn't visibly marked with your name, or stored in your designated space, it's not yours — and thus, it's rightfully considered fair game for anyone else who finds it."
He takes a long, slow sip of his scalding-hot coffee, stuffing his empty hand in his pocket and leaning loosely back against the kitchen counter, mostly to make sure they see how much of a shit he really doesn't give about this entire conversation. "It's your own damn fault you didn't lay claim to the last Pop-Tart, anyway. Go out and get more if it's so important to you."
#ANY CLOSER AND I'LL MELT YOUR BRAIN! ; ( open starter )#this is very very sibling culture but five is also a garbage human who'd do this to ANYONE he's staying with lmfao#the umbrella academy rp#the umbrella academy roleplay#umbrella academy rp#umbrella academy roleplay#tua rp#tua roleplay#number five rp#number five roleplay
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I tried to be as silent as possible, but somehow Sage just knows. He felt me getting out of the bed and he woke up immediately. Or maybe he was already awake.
He circled his strong arms around my middle, pulling me back.
“Sageee!” I whined as I was falling down.
We fell on the bed in a heap of limbs, making me giggle. His arms were still wrapped loosely around me.
“I’m hungry. I want to get up for breakfast.”, I pouted, turning my head to look at him.
“Not yet.”, he grumbled, voice a bit raspy from sleep. “Want you here.”
With that, he brought me closer to him, entangling his legs with mine.
I chuckled. “You want to cuddle?”
He hummed in approval, nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck.
“You’re so needy.”, I laughed, enjoying this side of him.
Sage was always like this in the morning, when it was just the two of us and the possibility of someone disrupting our little bubble of comfort was close to zero. He was much clingier than usual, which I absolutely adored. When it comes to PDA, Sage is definitely not subtle nor shy, but these kind of touches and physical proximity were entirely different.
When we were out, Sage often put an arm around my shoulder so we could walk by each other’s side, he would kiss my forehead, cheek, lips whenever he was a bit possessive and/or jealous, he would slap my ass sometimes as a joke when he was tipsy, and he would even hold hands with me.
In the morning though, Sage was gentle and… Soft. He was big on hugs; I quickly realized how he ached for them, but didn’t want to initiate them. As a matter of fact, he often pointed out that all that ‘relationship lovey-dovey’ and ‘mushy’ stuff was not his style, but whenever he woke up he liked to hold me and stay in the bed as much as he could, being lazy and with both of us wrapped around each other. Therefore, most days I wake up in his arms, feeling warm, safe and incredibly content. It was the best way to start a day.
I stroked his hair, loving the softness of it. He closed his eyes, enjoying in our proximity and tender touches. Everything was silent. I felt calm like never before.
“Do you miss home?” he broke the silence, asking with a whisper.
His eyes were still closed, waiting for my answer. Almost like he was afraid of the response.
“I do.”, I admitted. “But I wouldn’t want to change this. Being here with you.”
He smiled, opening his eyes to look at me. “Tell me about home.”
I smiled back. “What do you want to know?”
“Everything.”, Sage said. “Anything. Tell me about your typical day.”
I thought about it. “Well, for starters, I would be up and doing something productive by now.”
He didn’t say a word, waiting for me to continue.
“There’s this awesome café not far away from my place. They make incredible waffles. I loved the days where I could go there and have breakfast, maybe sit there a while with coffee and a good book.”, I reminisced, laying down on my back and staring at the ceiling.
“I miss seeing my loved ones.”, I confessed for the first time at loud since I was here in this strange realm. “But there’s still so much stuff I want to explore and see here. It’s magical.”
I looked at him and saw his eyebrows furrowed. He was deep in thought.
“What happens when Felix figures out how to get you back?” he asked sheepishly, and this was the first time I saw him like this, insecure and nervous.
I smiled. “I don’t want to lose you, Sage. We’ll figure something out when that happens. Maybe you can come to see Earth with me and I can show you around like you did with me.”
Sage smiled, although a little unsure. “That would be nice.”
“Seriously Sage, I…”, I palmed his cheeks, caressing his skin with my thumb. “I want to be with you. No matter what happens, I want to stay by your side.”
“I want to be with you too.”, he kissed me and I immediately kissed back, wanting to reassure him about any doubts that crept into his mind.
“Why are you asking about this?”
He shrugged, looking away. “Just curious.”
“Liar. Tell me.”
“’M not lying.”, he frowned.
“Sage.”, I warned.
He huffed. “It’s just…”
Suddenly, he sat up in bed, sighing. Then he sat on the side of the bed, turning his back to me. I didn’t know what to do, but I knew this was one of Sage’s ‘things’. He didn’t deal with feelings in a very good way, or rather, a healthy way. He didn’t know how to express them or what to do with them, so it was either to deflect or ignore them.
“You have to tell me what’s bothering you.”, I put a hand on his back, then moved it slowly up to his shoulder, then around him, effectively hugging him from behind.
I rested my head on his shoulder and wrapped both of my arms around his torso. “I’m not leaving you alone until you tell me what’s brewing in that pretty little head of yours.”
I sensed him exhale heavily and then he mumbled something under his breath.
“What? I didn’t quite catch that.”
He was unsure, not wanting to repeat what he just said, but did it anyway, knowing that I won’t give up anytime soon. “I’m not worthy of anybody’s love. I’m not worthy of you leaving your life on Earth because of me.”
I was taken aback by this. “That’s not true! You’re worthy of my love, Sage. You deserve so much more than you think.”
He shook his head, but looked at me anyway. “You’re too good for me.”
“Stop with the crazy talk. I love you.”, I blurted out, my eyes widening at my confession because I never said that to him up until this point.
“I love you too.”, he said back and then kissed me, before my brain caught up and I realized what was happening.
I melted into the kiss, feeling every ounce of love that he felt towards me. He was gentle and passionate but kissed me like he was hungry for more, like he ached for this kind of affection he was deprived of for so long.
I pushed him on the bed, sitting on top of him with my legs on each side, not breaking the kiss. His hands went to my hips, holding me in place.
I pulled back just enough to look at his eyes and smile. “We have this whole day to ourselves and I’m going to show you how much I love you. And how you deserve all this love, and so much more.”
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"Oh, no, whatever would I do if I got arrested?" Five says, very dryly, in that perfectly flat monotone he always uses when the incompetent idiots around him are being especially incompetent and idiotic. "After all, it's not like I've got superpowers. It's not like I could just teleport myself out of jail whenever I please. No, that is definitely not an option on the table at all."
He pauses just long enough to ensure he's got all the absolute essentials packed up in his black backpack, or tucked away in his jacket, before he finally flicks another glance up at the other from under the thick, dark curtain of his hair spilling down into his eyes. "Look, I'm sorry you've suddenly decided to be my Jiminy Cricket, or whatever, but your cute little moral code is between you and whatever bullshit religion you've apparently signed onto. So leave me the hell out of it. I'm going to do this, and you're not going to stop me."
#ANY CLOSER AND I'LL MELT YOUR BRAIN! ; ( open starter )#five cocking a rifle that's bigger than he is: time for some healthy debate and reasonable discourse#the umbrella academy roleplay#the umbrella academy rp#umbrella academy roleplay#umbrella academy rp#tua roleplay#tua rp#number five rp#number five roleplay
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“My braindead siblings should be here by now,” Five says, for the millionth time since they came in, throwing another quick and cautious and entirely pointless glance around the diner — his seat directly faces the entranceway, so no one could possibly have slipped in or out without his notice — before he pushes his empty coffee cup aside and reaches across the table to grab their mug instead. No way in hell he’s dealing with all this bullshit on a mere ninety-six milligrams of caffeine.
He takes a massive, ungraceful gulp, head tossed back like he’s downing a vodka shot, before he puts the cup back down on the greasy diner table with a soft clink. “They should be here by now. Even they’re not incompetent enough to be this late.”
#ANY CLOSER AND I'LL MELT YOUR BRAIN! ; ( open starter )#v: right back where we started#genuinely not sure where in my dallas verse this could possibly be set because it's pretty jam-packed LMAO#but that's what rp is for babey
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“Do you ever stop and ask yourself, before you open your mouth, whether there’s any particular point whatsoever to what you’re about to say?” Five asks, voice light and courteous and conversational even as he surveys the other over the chipped white rim of his favorite coffee cup with a flat, unimpressed stare. “Because, if so... you’re not asking hard enough.”
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“—and then Diego burst in, all puffed up and swaggery—you know how he gets when he thinks he’s, like, the biggest badass in the room? You’ve seen him when he gets like that, right?—anyway, he was all ‘get out of the way’ and ‘I’ll handle this’, and—”
Five breaks off with a breathless little snort, grinning crookedly at the other over the rim of the half-empty glass bottle in his hand—he’s nowhere near as drunk as he’d like to be, not yet, but he’s pleasantly buzzed, warm and weightless and just this side of giddy. “—and that fucking spider jumped off the desk, right at his face, and he freaked out. Like, flailing and shrieking and shit. It was the greatest fucking thing I’d ever seen.”
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“All right, you see the three wires up there?” Five elbows the other lightly in the ribs to get their attention, pointing to the tangled clump of dusty, multicolored cables with his wrench. “We’ve got to disconnect them before we do anything else. So hold the light steady while I take out the wires.”
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“So, my sister, Allison, she’s throwing this big Christmas party tonight, and it’s going to be completely atrocious,” Five brushes a few stray flakes of snow out of his hair (Luther had specifically told him to wear a hat on his way out the door, but he’d ignored the big guy out of sheer spite—which, in hindsight, was a pretty stupid thing to do in the face of the subzero December weather—) and stuffs his numb, bone-white hands in his jacket pockets. “But there’s gonna be an ass-load of free vodka, so... you should come along.”
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