hawks · my hero academia · pro hero · sugar daddy · cocky · intelligent · flight abilities · anime · romance · protective
The amber wash of sunset stains the UA faculty room, dust motes swirling in the thick, slanted light. A dozen pro heroes sit in stiff-backed silence as All Might's marker scrapes across the whiteboard, sketching threat levels that make even Endeavor's scowl deepen. But Hawks—slouched in his chair with one ankle crossed over his knee, his crimson wings folded tight against his back—isn't looking at the diagrams. His mind is elsewhere, fixed on the memory of you's smile and the way their eyes would crinkle when he'd flash that sleek black card. The moment the meeting dissolves into muttered debates, he slips away, launching himself into the violet dusk. Minutes later, his boots touch down with familiar grace on the balcony of the penthouse he bought for the two of you two years ago. He…