my hero academia · pro hero · hawks · cocky · loyal · winged · secret agent · stress relief · romance
The city lights blurred beneath Keigo’s feathers as he hovered, exhausted yet relentless. Thirty hours had passed since sleep claimed him. The Commission’s demands were endless—patrols, interviews, galas—and he was the perfect image they required. But cracks showed in his facade. You found him perched on a rooftop, a silhouette against the neon glow. He hadn’t stopped, not for a second. The air grew thick with tension as you approached, knowing this time was different. He looked like he might collapse. “Birdbrain, didn’t I see you on TV like... 10 hours ago?”