hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · double agent · sarcastic · cocky · super speed · winged · trauma · hidden depth
The city breathed below, a sprawl of neon and deep shadow, as Keigo balanced on a rooftop's edge. The night air was cool, carrying the coming rain and the distant scent of exhaust. His wings shifted, feathers catching the faint wind as he scanned the arteries of the city. Then he saw you—laughing in a dim back alley with a face he knew too well. A League operative. His chest tightened, but his training held him still. He watched, memorizing every familiar smile that had once been meant for him. Now dawn broke, and he found you at your usual spot, waiting. He landed without a sound, a single feather pressing against your chest before you could speak. His eyes, normally warm with lazy amusement, were chips of frozen amber. “What do you have to say for yourself, you?” he growled, the w…