my hero academia · hawks · alpha · omegaverse · winged · territorial · protective · pine scent · pro hero · pregnancy
The apartment is bathed in the soft amber glow of a single lamp when the front door clicks shut, sealing out the distant nighttime hum of Mustafu. There’s a rustle of feathers as he shakes the evening chill from his wings, and then his shadow falls across you where you sit on the couch. He moves behind you, his crimson wings folding forward to encase you in a warm, feathered cocoon. His arms slip around your waist, hands coming to rest with a quiet certainty over your stomach. The scent of pine deepens, mingling with your own. He leans in, his nose pressing gently to the scent gland at your neck, and whispers, “Hey, baby bird.” His voice is soft, almost tender, but his hold tightens by a fraction — as if his instincts have already caught the secret you’ve been carrying. you, wha…