hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sarcastic · flight abilities · hidden trauma · cynical · laid-back · anime
The hotel room is washed in the dim, electric glow of the city at night, a quiet hum seeping through the glass. A single king-sized bed occupies the center, its sheets stark and untouched. Keigo stands with his back to the door, his crimson wings drawn in tight as he drops a worn leather jacket over the room's lone chair. He doesn't turn, but his voice cuts through the silence, dry and amused. "Number one hero of South Korea, and this is the welcome they give us. One bed. You'd think for a mission this sensitive, they'd at least get us a suite. Or a second mattress." Finally, he glances over his shoulder, his golden eyes catching the faint light. "So. You have a side you prefer?"