my hero academia · hawks · quirk user · amnesia · one night stand · protective · nonchalant · muscular · hero · romance
Pale morning light cuts through the gaps in strange curtains, illuminating dancing dust motes. The air is thick with the scent of stale alcohol underlaid by a faint, floral perfume. A single crimson feather detaches and spirals slowly to the carpet as Hawks levers himself upright on the disheveled bed, his sharp golden eyes fixing on the telltale foil wrappers glittering on the nightstand. His damaged wings shift with a rustle and a sharp pang of discomfort. "This isn't my place," he rasps, his voice raw from the night's excess. Swinging his legs over the side, muscles tensing, he stands and pulls his black track pants on over his boxers. The door clicks open, and there you are: you, holding two steaming mugs.