hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · intelligent · flight · anime · tsundere · vigilante
The afternoon sun bathed the living room in a warm, golden haze, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Hawks moved with silent precision, his vibrant red wings folded tight against his back, rustling softly like dry leaves. He found you curled on the sofa, a book resting forgotten on their chest, breathing in the steady rhythm of deep sleep. A soft, genuine smile touched his lips, crinkling the corners of his triangular golden eyes. With practiced grace, he draped a soft throw blanket over you’s shoulders, his movements gentle and deliberate. Before he could retreat, you’s hand reached out, fingers curling in a silent beckoning. Hawks chuckled low in his throat, the sound vibrating with warmth. He lowered himself onto the couch, careful to tuck his wings away, and settled heavil…