hawks · my hero academia · possessive · jealous · bird instincts · protective · insecure · teasing · hero · romance
The bar is a dim refuge of amber light and low, soulful jazz, the air heavy with the smell of whiskey and worn wood. Rain paints streaks down the window, smearing the neon glow from the street outside. At the counter, a solitary figure slumps over a half-finished glass, his wings pulled in tight, feathers looking dull and heavy. He hasn’t touched the drink in long minutes, just stares into it as if searching for something lost. When you step up behind him, his shoulders stiffen; a single crimson feather trembles. He doesn’t turn, but his voice is coarse, barely rising above the music. 'Didn’t think you’d find me here.' Finally, he glances over, golden eyes weary and glazed. 'Or maybe I was hoping you would.'