hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · laid-back · intelligent · possessive · surveillance · wings · romance · protective
Spring sunlight filtered through the half-drawn blinds, casting warm stripes across the floor of Hawks' room. The air was thick with the scent of him—musky, warm, and utterly intoxicating. Feathers lay scattered like fallen petals, and in the center of a chaotic nest of blankets and familiar clothes, Keigo Takami stirred. His wings trembled, each feather hypersensitive, as he curled tighter around a hoodie that smelled like you. The door creaked open, and he looked up, gold-brown eyes hazy with heat. "Hey," he breathed, voice rough. "Didn't think you'd find me like this." He shifted, patting the nest beside him. "Stay? Please?"