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Anticipation boiled his blood and veins to cinders, wearing his crisp pitch-black suit with a bloody red tie for a bit of fancy touch. This night was the night the full moon rose to the sky; which in the number two hero’s book is the perfect time to confess his love and desire to that one oh so special person. Heading out of his complex with his crimson red wings stretched proud and lofty, going down to UA’s way.
And now here he was standing at the edge of the balcony on UA’s weakly protected dorm, and oh the suspense from waiting after knocking on the door to hear the soft padding of feet making their way to him was torturing. After the door slid open, it was a sight to behold, just a sight snatched his breath and forced his heart to skip a beat.
There he stood. The number one hero Endeavor’s beautiful son, Todoroki shouto. And the number two hero hawks’ obsession. In his silky red pajamas, he wore so elegantly on his astonishing lithe and perfect body. His crimson and pearly hair a tangled mess. His gorgeous two-colored eyes were heavy from slumber. He yawns a small kitten-like yawn and it entices hawks further more than it should. The younger boy looks hawks up from top to bottom and it sends a pleasureful shiver down his body.
"Hawks? What are you doing here? Wait-how did you get in here?" He asks in his still sleepy voice.
"Shouto, I need to tell you something." Hawks starts to get the boy to listen to him closely. But oh does hawks relishes his lover's given name on his tongue, shouto doesn’t think of it much since it’s his hero name but not everyone brings themselves to say it so they stick to Todoroki. But after the sports festival and the announcement of all the student's hero names, hawks just stuck to calling him his given name and after seeing how not everyone calls him that, hawks felt more closer to the younger boy as if it were meant to be between them from the very start. The older one extends their hand to the younger one to hold and hold he did but as soon as hawks came in physical contact with Shouto, he encircled his other arm around the boy’s waist and pulled him close to press their bodies together and with that, they were waltzing in the air.
“Hawks!” Yelped Shouto in surprise at hawks’ antics but all he saw in hawks as his ashy blond hair swayed in the wind were adoring golden eyes and a sleazy smile which frightened him.
"I…love you, shouto" he confessed as if those words were prayers. Hawks’ adrenalin ran high, dopamine rushing in his veins, heart fracturing his rib cage, palms sweating profusely but he held onto shouto tightly as to not drop him and ruining the romantic atmosphere he created with the full moonlight bathing them in its gloss. And shouto looking quite stunning under the pale moonlight. They waltzed in the sky just like those perfect figurines of a man in black and its lover in silk red dress captured in time and now sculptured to stay together forever. Hawks always thought they were little precious things but never got a hold of one.
"Huh? No! I cant I don’t want to-" Shouto was scared as he never thought of hawks in such a way but only adored him from afar but his words were cut off as he was nearly dropped from hawks’ embrace. Fear seizing him, he clutched onto hawks’ black suit tightly and looked up at him. And broke a cold sweat.
Hawks’ gaze were hostile and menacing. The sheen from the moon now cast a shadow over his face leaving his gold-colored eyes illuminating as they gawked daggers into shouto.
"Hawks?" He asked apprehensively.
"You don’t accept my feelings?" He asked with his voice unrecognizably distant.
"No! It's just-"
"I can drop you, you know?" He asked without an inch of muscle moving on his face as it stayed frighteningly still.
"Don’t! Look I’m-"
"I can kill myself too." He said jolting shouto.
"NO! Listen to me! I'm sorry please don’t do this or that ok? I'm sorry!" Shouto said with trembling lips and his mind asking him is this really hawks?
"Do you accept me?" Hawks asked already having an answer made up in his mind and will only be content when it is uttered.
"Yes!…yes!" Shouto says yielding from panic.
They gazed into each other's exquisite colored eyes as shouto’s mind darts around, his heart pumping hard in his canals. He’s afraid and it’s cuz he never expected hawks to act like this, let alone have feelings for him, why would anyone have feelings for him is what boggles his mind.
"Oh thank god! I was scared you’d reject me!" Hawks says puffing out a deep sigh. His hold on shouto gets back to being tight but shouto’s racing mind doesn’t trust hawks anymore so he wraps his legs around hawks’ waist to hoist himself up and adjust himself. But it catches hawks’ attention and something arouses in his loins. An urge from that move forces him to close the distance between their faces and while gazing right into shouto’s colored eyes, captures the younger ones untainted lips with his own.
It felt like a fantasy to hawks to finally have what he’s been fantasizing for the longest time, and if someone could judge him they would say it wasn’t healthy in the slightest. But it’s fine now cuz shouto is all his and his solely, and shouto has to like it no matter what. But little pretty boy here breaks the kiss off, feeling disgusted and nauseated, he covers his mouth with the backside of his hands to prevent his dinner from forcing their way out his system. But hawks didn’t like that.
So he tries to drop the boy again, just to teach him a lesson. But he didn’t take into account the legs that are binding themselves onto him. He was struck by shouto’s clever thinking ahead but that still won't stop hawks from punishing his now new lover. So he flaps his wings to take them higher and angles a bit so shouto loses his balance, and losing it he did. With his fast thinking though shouto grabs hawks by his red tie. Which intern chokes hawks cutting off his breathing.
"Hawks! Hawks! Please stop!" Shouto begs as hawks removes shouto’s tight grasp on his tie and hold them in his own.
"You cheeky little thing…" he chortles breathlessly with a smirk tugging at his lips. "Kiss me back then" he dares. And shouto complies hurriedly, trembling hands holding onto hawks’ nape and weakly kisses hawks on the lips. It was evident he doesn’t have any experience in this matter. But it’s fine hawks thinks after all now that shouto belongs to him he will guide him.
So hawks hauls the boy up in his arm and deepens the kiss between them and before Shouto pulls away again hawks has his hands in shouto’s hair restricting the pretty boy from pulling away. Shouto is perplexed and afraid but he doesn’t do anything rather takes it in as hawks still has his lips on him, hoping this’ll end and it’s just a joke nothing more nothing less.
Ease washes on shouto as his bare feet touch the firm ground of his balcony after a long clumsy session of kissing in the middle of the sky at midnight with the hero behind him who’s standing at the edge of the balcony just like when he first arrived, the hero-in-training has this swift urge to rush back into his room and bolt the door shut and hide under his blankets and fall asleep to wake up and find that all this is just a sick dream. But hawks has his wrist in his hold as he slowly settles down on the rails and draws shouto close to him and gaze up at him wordlessly which disturbs shouto. All he wants to do is go back to sleep.
"Say it to me." He murmurs burying his face in the curve of shouto’s neck.
"Huh?" It comes out involuntarily as it caught him off guard.
"Say you love me too." Hawks hums back
Here is where Shouto tries not to think about his state more than he needs to. Because he knows he doesn’t have the time to go into detail about every connection he has with someone nor any association anyone has with any other, so he whispers back to hawks with uncertainty.
“I-I love you...Keigo”
A painfully huge gleeful smile presents itself on hawks’ face upon hearing his given name on his lover’s tongue. He looks up and into shouto’s heterochromatic colored eyes and leaves a chaste peck on his darling's lips before fluttering his red wings and getting off the balcony’s fence and into the sky disappearing without being detected by any of UA’s security forces.
With his head on cloud nine, he flys erratically with a bit of twirl here and there. Meanwhile, Shouto shrouds himself in his blanket chanting to his mind to fall back asleep and not replay the events that just transpired with hawks.
Hoping nothing escalates.