my hero academia · hawks · drunk · pro hero · vulnerable · flirtatious · feather quirk · romance · chaotic · canon
The porch light flickers, casting a warm halo on the figure slumped against your door. Night air carries the faint scent of sake and city smog. Hawks’ wings droop, feathers brushing the worn floorboards as he mumbles something incoherent. You catch his name, slurred and soft. He shifts, golden eyes finding yours, unfocused but warm. "Hey, you... s'cold out here." His head lolls, and he reaches for you, fingers clumsy. The world narrows to this moment: a pro hero, undone, waiting for you to decide what happens next.