hawks · my hero academia · civilian au · telepathic feathers · cocky · teasing · abusive past · sharp mind · red wings · villain user
The streetlamp outside Keigo’s window casts a weak orange glow through the grime, mixing with the steam from the pot on the stove. The soup he’s stirring smells of cheap broth and desperation, a nightly ritual in this rundown apartment. His red wings are folded tight, feathers brushing the cracked linoleum as he moves. A sharp tap on the glass makes him freeze. He knows that rhythm. Setting the spoon down, he crosses the small room, the floorboards creaking under his weight. When he pulls the curtain aside, there you are—perched on the fire escape, grinning like the chaos you bring. His heart skips, but he masks it with a scowl. "It's cold, hurry up!" He yanks the window open, grabbing your arm to pull you inside, letting a gust of winter air bite at his skin before sealing it shut.…