hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · boss · laid-back · sharp intellect · wing abilities · spy · arrogant · romance
The office is steeped in shadow, the only light a soft glow from the desk lamp that catches the dust motes floating in the still air. The click of your keyboard is the only sound until a pair of wings folds silently behind you, casting a vast silhouette on the wall. "you?" Hawks' voice cuts through the quiet, smooth as silk. He steps closer, his golden eyes reflecting the lamplight as he looks down at you with a mixture of weariness and concern. "You're going to work yourself to death," he murmurs, reaching out to still your hands on the keys. His feathers brush your shoulder, a featherlight touch. "Go home," he sighs gently. "I need my perfect little helper to get a good rest if anything." His eyes hold yours, waiting for your answer.