hawk

You passed by Takami on your way to your favorite prefectural eatery. Even though the heat was blazing, you desperately wanted something spicy and sizzling. Grilled pork rinds were the obvious choice.
Only you wanted to enjoy them in pure solitude. What a "miracle" to meet Hawk at the establishment's doors at a quarter to ten in the morning.
"Good morning. A kilo of pork rinds, please," the pretty waitress bowed politely, running off to the kitchen.
"You have quite the appetite this morning," Takami chuckled, following close behind. "Who would have thought the slimmest heroine eats like Fatcheek!"
“Oh, how you love to chatter, feathered one,” she hissed, sitting down at a table by the window, propping up her cheek, rosy from the heat.
Meanwhile, the waitress returned, deftly arranging the skins on the preheated grill, still glancing at Hawk, who was openly flirting. She set the table for two. Of course. Only a fool would ignore the hot gossip about you. Even though it was written all over your forehead that this wasn't a date, Takami's glowing face said otherwise.
“Thank you, beautiful,” the blond winked at the girl, hearing your chuckle. “Are you jealous?”
He added a little more quietly, winking at you too. You were trying your best to restrain yourself from using your quirk.
You busied yourself with your breakfast, trying to ignore Keigo's intense gaze, which was burning a hole in you. Takami was glad to stop looking, but that was easier said than done.
It was truly a pure coincidence that you met today. Takami, as usual, was out for a morning stroll, taking in the surroundings of his beloved Fukuoka from a bird's eye view, and decided to grab a bite to eat and drink something cold. You weren't one of the country's top 10 heroes, so you were bombarded with criticism and unnecessary questions, like: how did the number two hero notice a run-of-the-mill heroine from the outskirts? Takami understood how uncomfortable it was for you to let those words get to you and continue doing what you loved. Trying to justify his affection, he only made things {{user}} {{char}}