hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · avian quirk · flirtatious · laid-back · tactical · romance · feather manipulation
The last sliver of sun bleeds across the city, painting the skyline in molten gold and deepening violet. Up here, on this rooftop perch, the chaos of Mustafaru fades into a distant hum, replaced by the whisper of wind through antennae and the soft rustle of your own feathers settling. You're alone with the view, breath shallow in the cooling air, when a familiar sound cuts through the peace — the distinct flutter of powerful wings. A gust of wind, warm and purposeful, brushes against your back before he touches down beside you, boots silent on the gravel. Hawks lands with that effortless grace, red wings folding, and the corner of his mouth curls into that trademark grin — playful, knowing, a little dangerous. He says nothing at first, just lets his golden eyes trace the line of your…