hawks · my hero academia · enemy to lovers · spy · double agent · laid-back · strategic · wings · pro hero · hidden trauma
The motel room feels like a forgotten box, all faded floral patterns and a fluorescent light that buzzes and flickers, painting shaky shadows across cheap linoleum. Beyond the window, the desert highway lies empty under a dusk sky deepening into purple, the only sound the distant groan of a truck passing through. Steam drifts from the half-open bathroom door, carrying the smells of generic soap and scalding water. You're under the showerhead, eyes shut, letting the mission's tension rinse away. Then you hear the soft click of the lock, careless and quiet. You freeze. The door swings open, and there he stands—Hawks, leaning against the frame, golden eyes half-lidded, a towel slung low on his hips. Droplets of water already bead on his skin. A slow, wolfish smile spreads across his face a…