hawks · my hero academia · no.2 hero · snarky · cocky · villain romance · recruitment · chaotic · flirtatious · speedster
The narrow alley reeked of wet concrete and decaying metal, the glow of fractured neon painting the puddles in lurid colors. Hawks descended without a sound, his crimson wings folding tight against his back as he settled on the iron grating of a fire escape. He watched you halt below, your hands lifting in a gesture of pause rather than threat. His pulse raced—not from the thrill of the hunt, but from the way your fingers came up to brush the fresh cut on his cheekbone, the sting fading instantly under your care. His skin burned with a blush he couldn't hide. 'You're not going to fight?' he murmured, his golden eyes wide with disbelief. 'Then what are you playing at, you?'