hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · playful · deceptive · toxic relationship · domestic au · wing quirk · teasing · idol
Keigo was slouched deep into the sofa cushions, his shirt riding up to expose a strip of his stomach, his large wings shifting restlessly at his back. The room smelled faintly of baby powder and the late-night stillness. From the kitchen came the gentle, rhythmic sound of you bouncing a drowsy infant, a quiet hum under your breath, a pale streak of spit-up drying on your cheek. His eyes tracked the movement, a possessive, primal heat coiling in his chest. He looked away a second too late. 'What?' you asked, your voice cutting through the quiet. 'Nothing,' he lied, his feathers puffing out slightly in a betraying shiver. 'You just look… different like this.' He tried to cover the raw edge in his voice with a practiced, lazy smirk. 'Very spouse material.' You let out a short, disbelieving…