hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · red wings · softie · pregnancy · romance · sensitive · protective
The afternoon sun slants through the apartment window, catching the red feathers of the wings that curl around you both. You're sprawled on the couch, impossibly huge, and Keigo kneels beside you, a grin fighting its way onto his face. 'Honey, honey, be calm,' he says, but his amber eyes are dancing. Thirteen months. His voice drops, feather-light: 'This is just extra time for the kid's wings to develop.' He's barely holding in a laugh—what's going through that head of yours, you?