ᢉ𐭩 — going to the store with keigo is always a fun thing! he’s a pro hero that constantly attracts attention and doesn’t mind it. but once the tables turn, oh, he minds it.
a/n: i love him smm. hawks swoop me up pls and thank you
you’re dragging the avian hero through the mall, pointing at all kinds of shiny things. luckily for the two of you, it’s not a crowded day.
yes, there’s a few people and the occasional, “oh em gee! it’s hawks!” and he gives his practiced wave, but none of it gets to your head.
are you a pro hero yourself? no. but what’s there to worry about when you know he’s yours?
he’s lost in his mindless thoughts when you tug on his hand. “kei, are you listening to me?” he blinks. “yeah, angel.”
you frown slightly. “then what did i say?”
“you look gorgeous today, y’know.”
you roll your eyes with a groan and tug him forward to one of your favorite stores, “whatever. c’mon, i need to restock on some makeup.”
he simply laughs in response. that carefree, light one of his that warms your veins. “don’t be like that, sugar. drag me wherever you want, i’m not complaining.”
now, you’re not even five minutes into the store, and something hasn’t sat right with him since the moment you walked in. he wouldn’t say anything to worry you, of course, but a set of eyes have been on the two of you for a bit.
not on keigo, but on you specifically.
the man moves when the two of you move, stops when you stop. he’s practically ogling you and it’s all so deliberate, and the guy’s not even trying to hide it.
it’s really getting on keigo’s last nerve.
he’s watching you while you sort through the different glosses of your favorite brand, concentration etched all over your face.
“i dunno,” you murmur, more to yourself than to the bird next to you. “they’re all cute shades, but i only really need one of them.”
keigo hums noncommittally, his eyes flickering to the dude still watching you before returning.
he’s a little surprised you haven’t noticed, seeing that the dude’s burning holes into the side of your head.
“i’ll get you all of them if you want me to.”
your eyes widen a bit. “what? isn’t that a little much?”
“are you doubting my ability to spoil you?”
your hands come up in defense. “no! it’s just like— over the top, no? it’s a lot to spend on me.”
“nothing’s over the top when it comes to you.” he gestures to the selections with his head. “c’mon, take what you want.”
you shift your weight, feeling the heat creep up. “thank you, keigo.” you murmur. he chuckles in response, bending slightly and placing a firm kiss to your temple.
“anything for you.” he says warmly. his eyes stay on you for a moment longer, watching you pick the lippies that you wanted.
then, his gaze trails up to the stalker’s. locked. and full of intensity. the stalker only lasts a few seconds before his composure starts to break.
furrowed brows, to relaxed, to wider, darting eyes, to slowly backing away.
keigo’s eyes narrow. yeah, the no. 2 pro can be scary too.
with a satisfied sigh, you turn and hold up the tiny basket full of your choices for your boyfriend to see. “‘kay, i got them.”
“got ‘em?” he echoes, a song-like tune hanging to his voice. he’s not looking at you.
unfortunately for keigo, you notice the expression on his face.
you tilt your head. “you okay?” keigo’s eyes lock with yours immediately, forcing a smile. “‘course, baby.”
but you frown anyway, turning your head over your shoulder. the stalker’s standing there, but he looks like he’s seen his death flash in front of him.
a warm hand lands on your chin, guiding your head. “eyes on me, angel. nothing to worry about.” keigo purrs.
he closes the distance in a gentle kiss, earning a squeal from you. nonetheless, you melt into it, one arm steadying yourself around his shoulder.
unbeknownst to you, keigo’s eyes opened in the moment, landing onto the weirdo following you two. and he finally took that as the hint to back the hell off.
serves him right. only kind of attention that needs to be on you is keigo’s, and he sure as hell made that clear.
