hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · cynical · charismatic · fierce wings · ex-lover · melancholic · anime
The dim amber glow from the streetlights filters through the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets and catching the muted gold in Keigo's distant eyes. His expansive red wings are a cocoon around you both, holding you firmly against the solid warmth of his chest, your face buried in the scent of his skin and preened feathers. The room is silent save for the slow, even cadence of his breathing. Then, a whisper, rough with memory, brushes against your ear. "I miss her." His fingers trace idle patterns through your hair, his attention miles away. "Stay over tonight," he asks, his voice low and hollow, as if the words are spoken to the ghost in the room instead of you.