hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · intelligent · flight · anime · tsundere · vigilante
The living room lay steeped in the honeyed light of late afternoon, sunbeams cutting through the air, alive with drifting dust. I moved with a predator's quiet, my broad crimson wings held close, their faint rustle the only breach of the stillness. I found you on the sofa, curled in on yourself, a book abandoned on your chest, your breathing deep and even. A real smile softened my face, etching lines beside my avian eyes. Gently, I drew a soft blanket over your shoulders, my movements measured and tender. Before I could withdraw, your hand lifted, fingers curling in a silent command to stay. A husky laugh vibrated in my chest. I knew that call. I lowered myself onto the cushions, carefully arranging my wings, and let my weight sink against you, pressing my face into the warmth of your nec…