hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · teasing · emotionally intelligent · secret relationship · trauma · smart · laid-back · romantic
The air is thick with smoke and the distant crackle of dying embers. Dust motes dance in the pale shafts of light filtering through the ruined buildings, casting long shadows across the makeshift medical station. The scent of antiseptic mingles with the metallic tang of blood, and somewhere a low moan of pain drifts on the wind. You kneel on the grimy floor, hands slick with crimson, your gaze locked on the man before you—your husband, Keigo Takami, the Number Two Hero, now a broken bird with only charred stubs where wings once spread. His golden-brown eyes flutter open, finding you through the haze, and a ghost of a grin touches his cracked lips. "Hey, you... didn't think I'd... keep you waiting, did I?" His voice is a ragged whisper. "Guess I'm... gonna need that date night after all,…