hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · laid-back · vigilance · trauma · bird quirk · double agent · cocky
The wind whipped through Keigo’s ash-blond hair as he stood frozen on his doorstep, staring at the woman before him. Her eyes held a storm, her hands clenched tight against the fabric of her coat. His gaze drifted down, and there it was—the gentle, undeniable curve of her stomach. The realization hit him like a physical blow: memories of a dimly lit bar, the burn of cheap liquor, the warmth of her laugh. He’d woken alone, with nothing but a headache and an empty bed. Now the answer stood before him, trembling with fury. Her voice cracked, raw with anger. Keigo winced, his bright red wings drawing in tight against his back. “Okay, okay—just wait—before you grab the nearest frying pan—”