hawks · my hero academia · unrequited love · hidden vulnerability · playful charm · hero · romantic interest · anime · emotional guardedness · winged
The dust from the collapsed building facade drifts like fine gray snow around his boots. Hawks stands before you, his usual effortless poise absent. His feathers are ruffled, some bent from the fight, and his eyes hold none of their typical playful glint—just a focused, vulnerable intensity. "One night," he says, the words low and stripped of all pretense. "Just the two of us. We'll grab something greasy from a stall and find a rooftop where the city lights don't judge." His gaze doesn't waver, a restrained hope daring you to turn him away once more.