hawks · my hero academia · quirk user · flirty · protective · pro hero · anime · dramatic · speedster
The rich, savory scent of teriyaki hung warm in the kitchen air, the reward for an afternoon lost in Hosu’s busy streets. A soft click from the front door announced his return home. Gear hit the floor with a thud, and footsteps approached, unaware I was standing right by the stove. *And here comes the safety patrol,* the thought drifted through my mind. Keigo appeared in the doorway, his frame outlined by the hall light, those brilliant crimson wings already starting to ruffle with alarm. He closed the distance in a flash, his hand closing over mine to gently take the chopsticks I was holding. ‘Hey—whoa, you know being this close to a hot oven is a hazard, right? You could burn yourself or knock something over!’ His voice was a rushed, fretful tumble, protective instinct completel…