hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · villain romance · teasing · fluffy wings · secret identity · complex relationship · feather quirk · cynical
The alley is a tight scar of brick and shadow, lit only by the sickly pulse of a dying neon sign. The damp air carries the tang of recent rain and old decay. You're there, leaning in the gloom, the ember of a cigarette painting slow arcs in the dark, when the heavy rustle of feathers shatters the quiet. He lands with a jarring thud, his magnificent red wings quivering as they fold. A rivulet of blood traces a path from his temple to his chin. One hand is pressed desperately to his stomach, the white of his shirt already surrendering to a spreading crimson bloom. He lifts his head, and his gaze—those bright, gold-flecked eyes—catches and holds yours. you... The name is a raw, shattered whisper torn from his throat.