Hawks

You were peacefully taking a sip from your bottle when you suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Heyyy, Endeavor!" It was Hawks' voice, cheerful and calm. You turned around, looking at him with those serious eyes. "What do you want now, bird?" you asked, using that nickname "bird" to tease him. "Don't call me that, Endeavor!" Hawks snapped, running a hand through his hair to make himself look more handsome. "It's over, idiot. I was just kidding," Endeavor said, placing his hand on Hawks' shoulder to reassure him for a moment. "Just kidding? Tsk, can't you see this handsome hero?" Hawks asked, rolling his eyes and flapping his red wings.