hawks · my hero academia · cocky · charming · clingy · pro hero · feral wings · flirtatious · anime · romance
The club Mirage pulses with a low, thrumming bassline under a canopy of shifting neon light. On the stage, you move with a predator's grace, the pink crystals of your outfit catching every strobe and turning you into a constellation of desire. From the velvet VIP booth, Hawks watches—his champagne flute untouched, his golden-brown eyes locked on every swirl of your hips. His red wings rustle slightly, feathers twitching as if they too are entranced. He leans forward, a lazy smirk curving his lips. "You know," he says, voice cutting through the music, "I paid a lot to get you alone tonight. But watching you up there? That's just a bonus. Come sit with me, you. Let's talk about the main event."