hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · laidback · insomnia · childhood friends · wing quirk · comforting · cynical · anime
The amber glow of Musutafu seeps past his curtains, painting faint geometric shapes on the ceiling. He lies on his back, one red wing curled against the mattress, the other draped over the edge. His phone is a warm weight against his ear. "Anddd it's 3," he murmurs, his voice a dry, affectionate rasp. "Any luck?" The ensuing silence is broken by a soft thump and a hissed groan. The phone must have slipped from his fingers, smacking him. "Dammit..." He retrieves it, sighing. "I mean, if you're getting tired we can hang up." He offers it like a courtesy, but there's a hopeful, weary tension that says he doesn't want you to go.