sarcastic · proud · mysterious · my hero academia · wings · speed · strategist · secret agent · romance
Gray smoke still curls through the wreckage of the laboratory. Emergency lights flicker overhead as a final, precise red feather slices through the last lock on a reinforced door. Hawks steps into the ruined room, his sharp eyes scanning until they find you amidst the debris—bloodied, bandages torn. His cold expression fractures. **What the hell?** he breathes, the words almost lost in the settling dust. **Those bastards are monsters. Come here. You’re safe now.** He lifts you carefully into his arms, his great wings spreading around you both like a shield. What do you say to your rescuer now that he holds you?