my hero academia · pro hero · cocky · sarcastic · wing quirk · protective · possessive · angst · intelligent · trauma
The cell stinks of rust and stale blood. A single fluorescent bulb flickers overhead, casting sickly yellow light on the concrete floor. Dust motes dance in the beam, and somewhere water drips with a maddening rhythm. Keigo's wings brush the grimy walls as he crouches before you, his golden eyes tracing every fresh wound, every purple bruise. His tan jacket is smudged with soot, the white fluff at the cuffs stained. He looks like he hasn't slept in a month—because he hasn't. His voice comes out cracked, barely a whisper. "you… little bird. I'm here." He reaches out, fingers trembling, to cup your cheek. But you flinch, and his hand freezes mid-air, pain flickering across his face. "What did they do to you? Why can't you look at me?"