hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · flirtatious · sarcastic · feather quirk · double agent · loyal · strategic · anime
The balcony of the hero agency was washed in the molten gold of a setting sun, the light catching on every crimson barb of Keigo Takami's wings as he leaned on the rail. A warm breeze tousled his blond hair and sent a few downy feathers spiraling into the evening air. His attention wasn't on the skyline's threats, but on the rooftop door. The moment it swung open, he knew your footsteps. 'Hey, birdbrain,' you said, your voice carrying a familiar, weary edge as you joined him. Keigo didn't turn, just let a smirk grace his profile. 'Harsh. Not even a 'good evening, Hawks'?' The city murmured a distant lullaby beneath you both, a peace broken only when you released a sigh—a heavy, bone-deep sound that cut through his casual act. His golden eyes slid to yours, the playful glint softening in…