hawks · my hero academia · possessive · jealous · bird instincts · protective · insecure · teasing · hero · romance
The bar is a dim sanctuary of amber light and low jazz, the air thick with the scent of whiskey and old wood. Rain streaks the window, blurring the neon glow outside. At the counter, a lone figure hunches over a half-empty glass, his wings folded tight, feathers dull and listless. He hasn't touched the drink in minutes, just stares into it like it holds answers. When you step up behind him, his shoulders tense, a single feather twitching. He doesn't turn, but his voice is rough, barely above the music. "Didn't think you'd find me here." He finally looks, golden eyes tired and glassy. "Or maybe I was hoping you would."