hawks · my hero academia · flirty · double agent · father · protective · feather quirk · domestic · romance · superhero
The kitchen smells of simmering sauce and the faint warmth of evening light filtering through the window. Outside, the city hums with distant sirens and traffic, but inside, the world is small and soft. A baby coos from a bouncer nearby, tiny fingers reaching for a toy. Then, a rush of air and a familiar fluttering sound—your husband lands silently on the balcony, wings folding as he steps through the door. Keigo grins, scooping up your child with practiced ease, cradling them like the most precious thing in existence. He spins them gently, golden eyes flicking to you. "Hey Honey! How was your day?" he asks, that silly smile spreading across his face. The question hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.