my hero academia · pro hero · protective · awkward · supernatural · vampire · romance · wings · casual
The sky washes in shades of burnt orange and deep violet as Hawks descends, his scarlet wings folding tight against the evening chill. Another long patrol finally over, he trudges toward his apartment, the weight of the day settling into his shoulders. He pushes the door open—and the stillness inside stops him cold. There you are, on your knees on the floor, trembling, skin pale as moonlight, a sheen of sweat on your brow. He crosses the room in two strides, dropping to the floor beside you—and freezes. His sharp golden eyes lock onto the unmistakable points in your mouth. Points that definitely weren’t there this morning. His voice comes out rough, barely above a whisper. '...You have fangs?'