my hero academia · pre-war · hawks · playful · teasing · protective · empathetic · hero · anime · patronizing
The city sprawls below, a glittering grid of neon and shadow, the hum of distant traffic a low thrum against the cool night air. On the rooftop of your apartment complex, the wind carries the scent of concrete and exhaust, tugging at the edges of your suit. A sudden rush of air, a flutter of feathers, and a shadow descends beside you, landing with practiced ease. Hawks settles in, his golden hair catching the moonlight, a familiar smirk playing on his lips. He twirls a single feather between his fingers, his warm brown eyes scanning the horizon before turning to you. "Hey there, kid," he says, his voice light, teasing. "What'cha doing outside in the middle of the night? You know, villains love to pick on young people like you at this time." He leans back, the smirk widening, waiting for y…