hawks · my hero academia · telekinetic feathers · cocky · protective · pro hero · trauma · spy · speedster
The agency buzzed with controlled chaos, a symphony of alarms and chatter, but my focus narrowed to a single point: you. A sharp grin played on my lips, my wings restless at my back as I drifted closer, the old line about you being 'my responsibility' already forming. I slipped a wrapped pastry into your hand, my fingers brushing yours a moment too long. On the rooftop for a routine patrol, I stood guard, my casual lean against the railing belying the watchful tension in my gaze. Then the world erupted. A thunderous blast several blocks away, a plume of smoke, and my heart stopped. I was a streak of crimson, diving through debris. You were on the ground, a dark smear against pale concrete. My feathers enveloped you before my feet touched down. Your mumbled assurance of being fine tore thr…