Things you notice when you first dated the winged pro-hero is how he always does everything fast. Being the man with a title "too fast for his own good", who always finishes his meals seconds after the foods arrives, and how he also catches the enemies right before they could hit the second attack, or when he's always three steps ahead when the two of you are doing a morning jog, and even how he uses his feathers to do some daily tasks to make everything quicker.
You tried to keep up with him, having a weight of pressure of how the media and his fans would have a high expectation of you. And being the observant person he was, of course he noticed how your face making a small frown when you failed to keep up. It's not like he ever put any pressure on you to actually be as "fast" as he does, "everybody runs on a different pace", he tells you that every time. And instead of pushing you harder, he adjusted. He started waiting for you, so you never realized he has finished his meals almost at the same time as you did. He slowed his pace during your morning jogs, matching it with yours so you won't feel outpaced. He started to use his own hands when doing small tasks because he found joy in slowing down and living a life with you.
I'm standing in the middle of a decaying village, not just any village, my home town. I'm accompanied by nothing but what seems to be snow? No, ash from the nearby burning buildings. My eyes stinging from the looming smoke that began to fill my lungs. Too choked out by the tears and smoke, air becomes foreign to me. I'm lethargic from the lack of air supply as my face suddenly meets the ground.
"[Y/n]" a distant voice calls out to me but I'm too debilitated to respond, "[Y/n]!", it calls louder as my limp body is now lifted off the ground. 'What is this? The last memory I had of my hometown? But it's been so long, why this now?' "Agh!", my thoughts interrupted by the sound of me gasping for air, so loud it almost sounded animalistic. My eyes shot open to be met with Keigo's troubled gaze.
My eyes adjusted to the morning light only to be outshined by the amber glow of his. I found myself in his comforting, yet brawny, embrace. "Was I snoring too loud?", I jokingly mumbled.
"More like panting while grabbing at your throat" he corrected, "Were you dreaming about me again?", he proceeded to tease.
"Sure, let's go with that" I refrained from going any further but Keigo insisted as his face shifted from smug to alarmed.
"No but seriously, what was all that about? Should I be worried?"
"You already have your job and all of Japan's safety to worry about, the last thing you need is to worry about me" I dismissed.
"You are my most valuable player, we are a team and I need to make sure my teammate is good at all times". Keigo's bushy brows furrow in disagreement to my previous statement but knew well how I felt about my past. After his last little speech he dropped the topic coming to terms with the idea that I will talk about it when I am ready. He knows how hard the past can be to bring up from personal experience.
Examining his beautiful features, I slowly began to run my index finger along the bridge of his nose, as if to signify petting a bird's beak, and boop the tip, saying it as I do, to put him at ease. He gives off a warm and reassuring smile as he relaxes his features and coos in response. This was our little way of saying I love you. He pulled me in as our lips met. Now more than ever my soul just craved his touch, warmth, and affection. Reading my body language Keigo swiftly grabs the blankets with one hand, still holding me in the other, and engulfs us both underneath the sheets. He towers over me as the blanket drapes from behind him creating a pocket of air between us with his majestic vermilion wings like a dome. The morning glow penetrating through the red silk sheets giving off an idyllic tone to his face. He fervently looks down at me in complete admiration. "I won't let anyone ever harm you again baby bird", he whispers, reaching down to my face gently placing my chin in the palm of his broad hand resting his thumb on my bottom lip, glistening from his previous kiss. I softly plant another at the tip of his thumb not breaking our gaze "I know", I affirmed.
Keigo became my safe haven after leaving my country and coming to Japan. He was the only one I can truly be myself with, the one who taught me how to be a kid again. The mendacious red from the burning buildings of my childhood were now replaced with the warm glowing red of his wings, inoculating me in our little nest. He began devouring me, kissing every part of me, relieving me of whatever tension was left in my body from those nightmares. I became limp to his touch.
"Let me take care of you my little fledgling. Let me nurse your broken wings", he murmured beneath his breath between kisses. "Just promise me", he stops to look up at me with his glossy golden eyes, his lips plump from all the impact of my skin, "don't fly away from me once you've healed". His eyes once burning with passion now layed softly at my gaze pleading for reassurance. I can tell he was once hurt by someone he trusted. I guess he too has burning buildings of his own to put out.
"Keigo", I whispered soothing any doubt that was clouding his mind, "I'm not going anywhere", I purred running my fingers through his nappy aurum hair to get a good view of his enthralling face. His wings dropped to my touch now engulfing me in his body heat. He rested his head onto my chest, nuzzled between my breasts. The mother bird in me now wanted to nurture him in return.
I have never experienced love like this, and from his reaction to my touch, neither had he, the poor touch starved raptor. It had become an exchange of power, 'I'll mend your wounds, and you mend mine. I got your back, and you have mine', we truly were a team, the two of us vs. the world. We shortly fell back asleep, peace of mind in each other's solace embrace and hidden away from the outside world. There's no place I'd rather be than right here, with this man in our little love nest.
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I was awakened to that comforting scent, the one I was all too familiar with. Slowly lifting my face smothered in [Y/n's] chest, I peeked at her from behind her breast to see that she was still peacefully sleeping.
I loved watching her sleep, from the sound of her breathing to the way her chest slowly rises and falls like waves from the ocean 'I know, corny right'. For once I have found my muse and I was going to do whatever I could to protect her. I looked over to my phone to check the time, trying to make as little movement as possible to not wake [Y/n] from her slumber. I checked my phone to look at the time '11:45 am,’ it read. Damn im late. Screw it, today is just paper work anyway I'll just call off’ I shot a feather to my phone, emailing my secretary/personal assistant, Akio, that I'll be out for the day. He knows the drill. Today was going to be all about me and [Y/n]. Resting my chin back on [Y/n's] chest, I waited patiently for her to wake up continuing to admire her peaceful features. 'I wonder what she's dreaming about? Damn I miss her already, please wake up'.
"Good morning love dove," I cooed watching her [Y/e/c] flutter open moments later. My wings flap in excitement at her activity after watching her sleep for a while now. My wings tend to have a mind of their own whenever I'm around her making it hard to mask my emotions since they always end up giving me away.
At the sight of my excitement a smile begins to grow on [Y/n's] flustered face as she rubs her eyes, 'she so fucking cute'. I moved her hair out of her flushed face to kiss her forehead. "Feeling better?", I whispered looking into her hazy pupils that reflected the red of my vermilion wings and covers which gave her eyes a subtle yet dreamy aura. She nodded childishly to my question, arching her back and reaching up to stretch, which quickly turned into a hug as she threw her arms over my neck shoving my face back into her chest.
"Babe," I muffled into her boobs.
"Hmm?", she forcefully hummed, still too tired to assemble a proper response with words.
"I made reservations for lunch."
"Lunch already? What time is it?" she mumbled, still holding my head to her chest not even bothered to open her eyes.
"1:33", her eyes shot open to my response.
"Damn, already?!" She sat up quickly holding her face in the palm of her hands shielding her eyes from the afternoon blaze that was once subdued by the red silk we were sheltered under a moment ago.
I knew she has a lot of trouble sleeping due to the constant night terrors, which was why I never gave her a hard time when she slept in. Despite me being an early bird, I let her indulge in whatever peace she can get. She will start her day at her own pace.
Thinking in advance, as I always do, I had her favorite drink ready for her. I sent my feathers to prep it for when she woke up. As for me, I'm sticking to my regular canned iced coffee. What can I say, I keep it simple, I'm not hard to please.
"Drink this up babe it will help energize you", grabbing the drink from my feather that slowly drifted into the room being careful not to spill. She gently takes the cup from my hand and sips it ritually like she does every morning.
"Ahhm", she lets out a sigh as her shoulders relax. Just as I'm visually consuming the scene in admiration of her, she takes a second gulp this time, swallowing it whole in one take. 'That's what he said'. She perks up, ruffles my hair, ”Thank you bird bae” she childishly said while bouncing off the bed and prances over to the closet. She can be so unpredictable at times, never fails to amaze me.
"So where are you taking me?" she asks enthusiastically while looking through the closet.
"Well you know I don't like to just give away my plans so easily, love dove. I am a man of mystery, that way they will never see me coming," I boasted as I stalked my way over to her like a prowling predator consuming my prey as I wrapped my arms around her waist, burying my mouth into the nape of her neck.
I can feel the shivers run up her spine as she presses deeper into me enveloped in my embrace. 'Oh god I hope she doesn't feel my bulge... or do I?'. "Mmh, alright then mystery man give me something to work with here. Which outfit sets the tone for today's mission?", she mockingly asks.
“Hmm”, I examine each dress laid out in front of me, I have a keen eye for fashion after all. "That one!" I pointed to a sexy yet playful dress I wanted to see her in so badly. I mean she's going to be seen with me after all, the number two hero. What best describes "Hawks" more than playful and sexy? She shoves me out the door to give her space to get ready before her big reveal.
I cracked open a can of iced coffee and slump down onto the couch scrolling through my phone to today's news as I waited for [Y/n] to get ready. Suddenly, an email pinged up on my phone from Akio...
‘Ayoo, bird boss I was able to book you that reservation for the restaurant you wanted, even though the owner was kinda pissed it was last minute, I got him to chill out and convinced him to get the whole rooftop reserved for you. I guess you can say it's my quirk’ it read.
‘Or maybe getting Japan's number two hero to dine at his restaurant for self promotion could have been enough to convince him. But sure it was all your doing, let's go with that. Either way, I owe you one.’
‘Ayeee, I'll hold you to that.’
‘Name your price, I got you fam.’
‘Wings and beer, after work tomorrow.’
‘You came to the right man, wings and beer it is. Just don't get shit faced like last time.’
‘No promises, you have fun now... but not too much fun.’
‘No promises! (no but seriously dude I had to fly you back home as you threw up all over the city below, it wasn't fun).’
‘Yeah, yeah you love me.’
‘Lol, won't confirm or deny.’
Akio can be such a dunce at times but the guy can talk himself out of any situation, which helped me get out of many unwanted meetings and phone calls. Plus, the head of commission hated the guy, so of course I had to hire him. With Akio around they have been dropping by less and less to my office. ‘Can't argue with that.’
I look up from my phone when I hear the door swing open and my jaw drops in amazement. [Y/n] stood there in the doorway in the dress I picked out for her, 'damn she is so hot'. The dress hugged her in all the right places, showing off her figure and just enough skin to keep it classy, leaving the rest to the imagination. I didn't want everyone to be ogling at what is mine after all. I bit my lip eyeing her up and down when she covered my gaze with the outfit she had already picked out for me, that complimented hers, by throwing it at my face. "Get dressed," she ordered. "Yes mommy," and off I went.
Stepping out and ready to go, I see [Y/n] leaning on the edge of our balcony that had the view of the whole city 'and im not going to say it... at least not out loud but, she was the best view from here', yes I know there I go being corny again. I began to feel my face flush red at just the sight of her.
I tugged at my collar forgetting I'm not wearing my usual hero jacket to cover my face, 'Guess I'll just have to suck it up'. "There you are! Come here let me take a good look at yah," she coaxed, eyeing me up and down as I strut my way towards her with a swift turn of my heel to flash her a quick spin. "Damn, it's a bird, it's a plane, it's... oh no wait... it's just a bird," she teased, pulling me in by the collar planting a kiss on my flustered grin, 'am I the luckiest man or what?'
Throwing her hands over my shoulders, [Y/n] began to ravish me, kissing my mouth and down my neck as she leaned up against the railing of the balcony. ‘She sure was hungry.’ Before I had the time to even react she pulled me over the edge along with her, throwing us both off the balcony as her arms still held tightly around my neck and mine around her waist. She laughed knowing it was a trap of hers to catch me off guard. She wasn't afraid of anything, another quality I love about her. I extended my wings catching air, next thing we were gliding over the city of Japan.
The flight there was rocky, [Y/n] couldn't stop nibbling at my neck, breaking my concentration and causing my wings to stiffen up and drop us for a moment before I can regain control. She thought this was cute and well, I can't be mad at her for that but damn she really likes to throw me off my game. Sometimes she will make her body go limp, throwing her arms and head back to feel the air while dragging us both down. She's such a kid.
Finally the restaurant was in sight and my arms and neck were sore from her mischief. We smoothly landed onto the rooftop where a waiter was already there to greet us, with his weird yellow spiky hair and black streak plastered on one side. We sat down at our table and we were handed the menu. The place was covered in red roses, from the floor, to the table, and a hanging garden from the ceiling. I was impressed with the amount of effort they put in to serve us and last minute may I add.
Leaning my head back to examine the hanging garden, I felt the strain in my neck from our flight kick in. [Y/n] looked over at me in concern hearing as I let out a groan while I rubbed the back of my neck. "I'm sorry babe, did I over do it this time?," She asked, making her way over to me.
"Nothing I can't handle" I smirked trying to mask the pain. She stood behind me as she jammed her thumbs into my neck in a circular motion, my groans of pain were now replaced with moans of relief. My once tense neck now relaxed feeling her hands work their way down my neck to my back to 'wait a minute'. "Ahhh!", I quickly covered my mouth in shock of the noise I let out unexpectedly.
[Y/n] let go of the base of my wings. "Did I hurt you!?".
"N-no not at all!" I collect myself in a failed attempt to cover my shame.
"Ahh... holding out on me I see," she smirks catching on. 'Oh no... she found her new weapon'. Before I even had time to redeem myself we both looked over to the flustered waiter who had been standing there debating whether or not to interrupt us to take our order.
We stood quiet for a moment until [Y/n] burst out laughing as she always does in the most inappropriate times. She gave no shits. I shortly laughed along with her as the waiter still standing there joined us nervously. "Sorry 'bout that kid. But I can't promise it won't happen again," I smiled at the waiter and waved him over.
The rest of the night went well, as awkward as it was around the spiky blond haired waiter who was still flustered from what he walked in on. I ended up leaving the poor pikachu a big tip. Today was a good day, I couldn't have planned it out any better. Now home and snuggled up with my girl as we watched something on TV. With [Y/n] a good time always came so effortlessly, despite knowing she had hidden scars she has yet to reveal to me. I'll wait as long as I have to till she's ready.
"Hey" he said quietly, shifting closer until he's seated beside you.
He hasn't talked much lately, eyes always staring empty to either his phone or walls. You're worried, of course. Because you know the impact of the war has brought to him, even when he said he's fine.
He's always fine, he was built for that. Or at least that's what he thought
You didn't push when he made himself relax beside you, it's rare for him anyways to actually feel safe like this. So, you just stayed with him, at the couch on weekend.
You two stay like that for five minutes straight, no words exchanged, just comforting silence. That's until he spoke again.
"I never like the name Takami because it reminds me of what happened to the memories i don't want to remember" There, the rare moment where he opened up to you.
He took your hand; thumb brushed against the gold wedding ring on your finger, the one where he vowed to give his life for you for the rest of his life.
"But ever since you bear that name, and carry it around without shame for marrying this useless guy? I never been this proud to be called Takami Keigo for my whole life" He squeezed your hand before intertwined your fingers together. His palm felt warm against yours, calloused from hard training he received and his own battle.
Then he brought your hand to his lips, pressing the back of your palm with a soft peck.
It was one of those lazy weekends where keigo can sleep a little longer especially with you under him as a human pillow rubbing his back in a soothing patterns. You were on your phone scrolling on social media, until all of a sudden he called you.
"Sweetheart"
You looked up from your phone to see his face still planted on your chest
"Yeah?"
No answer.
You shrugged them off thinking he probably just messing with you like he usually does. Until
"Baby?"
You hummed, now putting your phone down as you combed his hair using your hands.
But still no answer. You raised an eyebrow at him, thinking how odd he's acting right now. As you scrolling down your phone again. He called you, again.
"Sunshine?"
You sighed—turning off your phone and put it on your bed post. You put your hands on his cheeks all while scooting yourself down until your head is almost the same level. His head is now on your neck, nose nuzzling onto your skin.
"Yes, keigo. Do you need anything?" You murmured softly, the kind of sound Keigo cherishes the most he'd sacrifices his quirk for it.
Keigo hummed against your neck, body relaxed against yours while his calloused hand drawing lazy pattern of your hip from under your shirt.
"Just stay, hearing your voice makes me feel alive"
Summary: You work under Hawks' agency and decided to pull a small prank on him by changing his phone wallpaper
Pair: Hawks x F!Reader
Genre: Fluff, or whatever you believe in
Words count: 870 (wow, i finally write something more than 200 words)
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Hawks can be an unpredictable person, though when he's on camera he always showing off his outgoing attitude with that handsome smile. His life is very private. Nobody really knows who he's interested in, who he's dating, or even who his partner is. Everyone can only assume. Even you, who's been working under him for almost a year, are surprised by how closed he is to others—a contrast to how he appears in interviews.
As a new hero, you planned to work under him for a while, hoping to gain valuable experience from pro-hero number 3. I mean, not only he's strong, intelligent both emotionally and logistically, he also reached top 10 charts at the age of eighteen. Plus, he's hot handsome, totally a win-win.
But it turns out, most of your work only involved making reports on the hero work he's quickly completed. Oh well, when he's generous, he'll take you on patrol with two other workers, and you'll be tasked with cleaning up what he's done.
Today is different. Hawks is bringing you and an intern named Fumikage Tokoyami to complete an important mission, and this is the first time. So you're very excited.
After all the chaos has settled, the police have arrived to conduct an in-depth investigation with a special team. Among the rubble, you and Tokoyami are tasked with searching for any civilians that are affected by the impact.
Suddenly, Hawks called you and tossed you his phone.
"Help me take some photos for the reports, i have to talk to the police team. Also, the passcode is xxxx."
Without even waiting for your reply, he left to meet with the investigation team, making you sighed.
"I didn't even get the chance to answer."
And it's not like you have any other choice anyway.
You do as you're told, taking a few photos here and there, making sure you've captured all the information needed for the report. Half an hour has passed, and your legs were starting to ache, meaning it's time to return to Hawks and hand him back his phone.
Until finally, a mischief idea came up to you—perhaps you just want to surprised him or even taught him a lesson. You open his phone again, this time opening the camera and aiming it at the perfect angle to capture your entire face with your tongue sticking out. You quickly tap the settings button on the photo and set it as his phone wallpaper.
You know he'll scold you later, but you believe it'll all be worth it.
You quickly closed the photo, erased all evidence of your deceit, and then locked the phone.
"Now we just wait.."
When you returned to him, you found him still busy chatting with the investigation team. So when you returned his phone, he doesn't suspect a thing and immediately put it in his jacket.
Three weeks have passed, and you've forgotten about the incident. You think he just doesn't care and has changed them back to his old wallpaper because he didn't even reprimand you.
You're in your room, scrolling through your phone for the latest hot tea until you came across a trending hashtag on X.
Hawks' girlfriend
28.7K posts
That made your eyes widened, shocked and curious. When you open the hashtag, many are speculating and even assuming about Hawks' "girlfriend." Is she a model? an actress? Or maybe a pro hero too? Someone even created a thread about these highly believable theories.
All these questions arose three days ago after a paparazzi account captured Hawks scrolling through his phone while waiting for his burger to be ready. And things escalated after his interview yesterday, which was then quoted by numerous accounts, excerpting parts of the video, making you even more curious.
"What's really wrong with that photo? Is he waiting for his girlfriend or what?"
Finally, you watched a 24-seconds video clips of his interview from one random account.
As usual, he's looking all good in his casual clothes, sitting next to the host with that laid-back smile. In the video, the host mentioned his photo that went viral the previous day, making his smile widened.
You tried to get a better look, eventually zooming in so that the photo fits the entire screen.
But the realization hit harder when the host was actually talking about the person in his wallpaper.
The person who stuck out her tongue at the camera, unaware that her little prank would go viral.
HUH
"The person in the wallpa—? WAIT THAT'S ME"
But it's been three freaking weeks, even you completely forgot about it, and yet HE DIDN'T CHANGE IT?
"What was he thinking?!" You grumbled under your breath, your hands tightening to the pillow you're holding. You just know that it will only be a matter of time before someone to find your social media.
He didn't even answer, he just smirked with golden eyes gleaming with amusement. The host seemed to understand the situation so he leaned in with a sly grin, wondering if they could get a closer look.
And without thinking twice, he opened his phone and showed it to the camera.
This is how i think dating keigo would look like! (All of these are my opinions so of course it's not valid but most of these are gonna relate to my other writings)
Before Paranormal Liberation War:
Let's pretend you have dated for maybe six months or over
You and Keigo made a deal to not let this relationship being known in public for your own good, that's why you don't date in crowded place.
I wouldn't expect Keigo would make it on your every date. There were times where he'd cancel your date just an hour before because of an attack going on. You're dating a pro-hero, what do you expect?
Pretty sure in this timeline he'd lie about his name as well saying he was born with the name Hawks—and you believed him.
He'd ghost you sometimes leaving your chat on read or even maybe on delivered, who knows? (maybe he was scared his work doing would bring danger in your life)
When Keigo came back from two weeks of absent pretending like nothing happened—like he didn't just ignore you, made you two get into a heated argument but ends it with both of you making out. And at the end of the day, he still didn't tell you why he's gone. (there's no way he's gonna be honest about him being a spy for LOV)
Feel close and yet too far. He lets you do all the talking when you guys were having a deep talk. He loves your babbling, about your day, your work, your dog, your neighbor and never made it about him.
He loves you. He respects you. Won't cheat on you. Won't hurt you. He's just bad at showing it :(
I wouldn't say he's a red flag. Keigo's just unexperienced because he spent his life with training and mission without the HPSC giving him a chance to get his emotions getting in the way of his hero life. Just give him time. He's trying😭
After Paranormal Liberation War:
He told you everything. His name, his past, his fear, his weakness, his insecurity. He's ready for your judgement and almost shed a tear when you still look at him like he's matter.
This would be the first time he ever brought you to his place, no, not the one the HPSC prepared for him but the one he bought himself that you're surprised to see how minimalist the interior was for the number two hero. But it feels more like Keigo.
Keigo sometimes asked your help to apply an ointment oil for his burnt scar and please feel honored because those were moments where he showed his vulnerable side.
Doesn't care if someone finally found out about you. To make it even better, Keigo will soft launch you or just actually posted your picture on his official account.
Post Final War - Time Skip:
If someone asked him, how did he cope with his life after he lost his quirk, he will actually say it loud and proud that you taught him how to live.
Keigo always yearns for you. It's because either he saw you as the only anchor for him to keep going with his life or/and he's free from his quirk and the system that tied him up.
When you guys are hanging out in his or your place, expect him to suddenly falls asleep beside you or maybe on top of you when you're both cuddling because he felt safe with you :). And actually has the best sleep in his life if you're around.
Your happiness equals his happiness. So he most definitely spoils you to the point that makes you wonder the purpose of your own wage.
You can cook? your food will bring him to heaven.
You can't cook? no worries he has the money to buy takeouts for the two of you and still feel in heaven every time you eat with him.
If he's taking a day off and you're working, expect him to spam your chat or even call just because he doesn't know the different between clothes fragrance and liquid detergent.
Note: Hi!!! So yeah, that's just how i imagine dating him to be :). I know there are plenty of grammar mistakes because i wrote this at 2 am but i hope you get what i'm trying to say asdfghjkl. Also i passed my thesis presentation with a grade A, yeaayyy. I wasn't expecting the high grade but im really proud of myself im crying so much. Anyways i love you guys
He never admitted it, but he loved your eyes. The way they looked more alive than his, looking at him like he was someone worth looking at. He was probably exaggerating, but he will trade every strand of his feathers if it means he could wake up every day to see those eyes. When he took you to one of those flying dates as he landed the two of you at the best rooftop spot in the town to watch the sunset, your eyes may have reflected the horizon, but his reflected yours.
He never admitted it, but when his eyes soften and the curve of his lips betray him every time you're around, it says more than words ever could.
Do you know type of guys who will tease their partner for attention and won't stop until their partner either frustrated or cry like a high school boys with crush? Yeah, that's Keigo.
Imagine you're minding your own business, scrolling your phone while the bird guy is laying by your side. He turned his phone off a while ago so nobody would disturb him in his rare peaceful day, and the little devil in his head thought it would be a great idea to disturb giving lots of love to you by flicking your phone's off using his feather till it fell flat to your face as he quickly closed his eyes pretending to sleep.
Sometimes he would randomly shoot you with a nerf gun, making you almost throw the mug you were holding at him while he ran with his adorably dumb grin. When you scolded him, he repeated your angry voice while poking your ticklish sides until you decided to ignore his existence.
But the more you ignore him,
the more annoying he will get.
And when you finally cry out of frustration, he panicked. Would do anything he can as an apology. Try to take advantage for this moment because he will fly to another city just to buy you a subway.
