#featherot

it’d been a while since he’d last seen the number two hero            ,             the last being when he swooped in             (             literally             )             to stop the villain on the run that the small group had been chasing                         . he remembers vividly how amazing it was             ,             having never seen him in action before until this very moment that unfolded before his eyes             .             at the time he remembered receiving a book that initially he thought might hold the secrets as to how hawks was so fast but alas             ,             was nothing like that at all             .             much different             .             but that didn’t matter at this moment             ,             not when he notices the winged man walk through the doors of endeavor’s agency             .

he can’t help the way he perks up a little with excitement             &             a smile spreads across his face like seeing an old friend             ,             even if hawks didn’t care for the teen             .             however             ,             he couldn’t help but notice that it looked as though the man was looking for someone in particular             -----             maybe endeavor             ?             he rises to his feet             &             approaches with a small bounce to his step             . 

     the two agencies were teaming up for the night, meaning kirishima was finally going to get to work along the number two hero. he tried to not look excited when fatgum informed him of the news but inside, he could help but yell a little. as they approached the group - taking note of tokoyami being beside hawks - the redhead offered a cheerful smile.   “ hey hawks! tokoyami! ”   he could feel tamaki hiding behind him, knew fatgum was offering a greeting as well, but kiri’s entire focus was on the bird-man. he’s approaches him with a face of joy,   “ hey man! it’s gonna be awesome working with you! ”

accidentally deleted the ask but it was someting about hawks catching dabi staring at him            （             @featherot​​            .

what the hell was it about hawks            ?             gaze never able to leave him for too long             ,             especially when he wasn’t looking             .             he draws him in like a month to a flame             .             he isn’t sure how long he’d been looking but the next thing is blue eyes meeting with those golden ones             ,             it makes his chest bloom with a warmth             ,             one he shouldn’t feel             .

what makes it perhaps worse is the fact that he doesn’t look away             ,             gets lost within the other’s gaze like some lovestruck teenager             .             it’s disgusting             .             never should he feel like this about anyone             ,             he didn’t do love             ,             didn’t know what it even felt like             .             he’s only ever known pain             .             &             yet             ,             he’s mildly surprised as he follows the movements of hawks whose walking towards him before stopping right in front of him             ,             a half smile half smirk on his face             .              his words don’t register             ,             nothing does             .             not until hawks             -----             keigo is leaning down             &             closer             ,             gloved hands touching his shoulders as he slides himself into his lap             ,             arms then undoubtedly looping around the back of his neck             . 

was he really this pliant for the hero             ?             to let him do whatever he pleased             ?             act like they were on the same side of this war             ?                like lovers             ?              &             yet             ,             he makes no budge             ,             no complaints as he feels keigo’s breath on his skin             ,             lips against his own              . 

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation / for dabi again bc i’m thirsty 🤠            （             @featherot​            .

cigarette hung from lips            ,             the tip glows blue with embers             ,             leaned against the balcony railing as he can hear the distinct sound of those red wings             .             number two hero             ,             hawks             .             fingers pluck the cigarette from lips             ,             smoke slowly coming from his lungs as he breathes out through his nose             .             nobody knew where he lived other than the hero             ,             so as hawks settles down onto the flats of his feet he’s taking another drag before flicking the still burning cig below             .             eyes shift             ,             taking in the others form             .                ❛               what a pleasant surprise.               ❜

in reality it was anything but however he had an image to uphold            ,             using the hero for selfish desires            &             what his boss wanted            . 

❛            what do you want            ,             hawks            .             came all the way here for a quick fuck            ?             ❜             with how he speaks it’s often hard to tell when he was being serious or not            .             he left the teasing to the blond-headed bird            .             pushing himself from the railing            ,             he takes slow steps towards the shorter            ,               cornering him as both hands grip at the cold metal            ,            hovering over him            .            lips stretch into a smirk in a matter of seconds            .

[ help ]   for   your   muse   to   lean   on   mine   for   support   /   you said you wanted ANGST so get it                （               @featherot​​               !

                                                              chest rising               &.               falling               ,               body aches as he stands there               ,               grime covers exposed skin               ,               scrapes               &.               cuts               ,               splattered blood               .               eyes dart around               ,               looking for the winged hero               .               he doesn’t have much of a chance before he’s being attacked once more               ,               dodging in a matter of seconds               &.               shooting an explosive chain of blasts towards the nomu               .                his shoulders               &.               arms pulse in pain               ,               shooting straight through him               ,               body letting him know he’s reaching his limit               . 

cursing beneath his breath               ,               where did that birdbrain go               ?               of course               ,               he could handle himself               &.               didn’t doubt the prohero could either but he couldn’t shake the bad feeling he got               .

“               come     at     me               ,               ugly     bastard               !               ”               shouting from a small distance               ,               he can’t help but almost laugh at how the creature lunges at him right away               ,               a fist coming down to hit where he once was               .                the sidekick now up in the air               ,               explosions serving as a momentary boost upwards               &.               back before he’s up quite a ways behind               .               fingers shift the key into place               ,               his arm faced towards to nomu               &.               firing off the massive explosion               .               thankful for just how much moving around he’s had to do               &.               how much sweat he’d produced               .

with just how much damage both of them had managed to get in on the thing               ,               he isn’t sure if the slick bastard managed to get away before the impact or it been caught in its fiery path he’d created               .

it all happens in a flash               ,               all of a sudden there’s a few pro hero’s that are here at the scene               ,               expecting to fight the ugly bastard               .               late as always               .               however               , what does surprise him is the sudden sight of who he’s sidekicking for               ,               hawks               .               he looked far worse than he’d ever seen yet in any of their fights               .               brows knit               ,               approaching the older in a steady walk despite how much he could lay down               &.               rest               . 

as he stood in front of the other               ,               he lets out a huffed breath               .               lips part               ,               features forming into a scowl               .                “               where     the     hell     were                 -----               ”               despite being only a little taller than the pro               ,               he’s surprised as he leans into him               ,               as if he needed something or someone for support               .               to keep him grounded               .               perhaps he was badly injured               ?               it stuns the young hero               ,               lips still parted but words did not leave him               ,                 utterly speechless               .               he hopes nobody sees the way his features slowly soften as he lets the older be               ,               to lean into him as he wraps an arm around his waist to keep him from falling               .