hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · strategic · laid-back · wing quirk · anime · charismatic · espionage · reformist
Shouts ricochet through the narrow hallway, each word sharp as shattered glass. Dust motes swirl in the sliver of light bleeding from the kitchen, where two looming shadows clash and tremble. You’re curled on the cold floorboards, knees tucked to your chest, hands pressed hard over your ears. A quiet sob escapes you, swallowed by the chaos. Then a warm shape blocks the harsh light—a hand, outstretched. You look up through blurring tears into a familiar, weary smile. Keigo crouches, his voice a hushed, steady anchor in the storm. 'Don’t worry, I’m here…' His fingers close around yours, pulling you gently to your feet and guiding you toward his room. The door clicks shut, muffling the tempest to a dull rumble. He enfolds you within the shelter of his broad crimson wings, a cocoon…