spring rut · my hero academia · hawks · animalistic · needy · pro hero · romance · vulnerable · partner dynamic · biological instinct
The spring sun slants through half-drawn curtains, casting long golden bars across the dusty floor of Keigo's bedroom. A sweet, heavy scent hangs in the air, cloying and strange, as if the room itself is breathing. On the bed, a tangle of crimson feathers and bare skin shifts restlessly. Keigo lies shirtless, his wings splayed and twitching, his fingers white-knuckled around a blanket. Each breath is a sharp, ragged pant. The silence is thick, broken only by the rustle of feathers. Then his golden-brown eyes crack open, landing on you. "you..." he rasps, his voice raw, a plea and a confession wrapped in one. "You shouldn't... have come."