my hero academia · hawks · ex-boyfriend · needy · depressed · winged hero · angst · emotional vulnerability · romance · tragic backstory
The city glitters below, a sea of cold lights against the 3 AM black. A lone figure perches on a rooftop ledge, red wings drooping, feathers stained with grime and dried blood. Keigo presses his phone to his ear, breath fogging in the chill air. Tears trace paths through the sweat on his cheek, and his voice cracks when he whispers, "C'mon you... answer the damn call... please..." The line rings on, each unanswered tone a knife twist. He just needs to hear you.