#yandere keigo
Eyes bright and eager, Hawks tapped at your office window. He waited one second, then another, and when you didn’t look up from your desk, he knocked again, even more insistently. Getting more impatient by the millisecond, Hawks began practically pounding on the glass, far too excited to wait any longer. You jumped in your seat, finally dragged out of your work-induced fugue, and turned to the window, grinning when you saw him flying there.
Opening up the window, you stood back to let him in, only for him to promptly trap you in his arms. His scarlet wings wrapping around your waist, Hawks sighed in relief, finally able to relax now that he was with you.
“Hey, babe,” he purred in your ear. “You happy to see me?”
“Of course I am,” you said. “Just a little surprised, that’s all. I thought you had to work. What’re you doing here?”
“I blew it off. How could I not when my other option was to see you?”
“You might be the number two hero, but you’re the number one charmer.”
“And don’t you forget it,” Hawks chuckled. “Come on then, let’s head to lunch.”
Rather than nod eagerly or squeal with glee like you ought to though, you inched away from him slightly. Biting your lip in that way he could usually never resist, Hawks watched as your eyes grew guilty.
“I’m so sorry, sweetheart, but I can’t today. Something came up that I have to work on,” you explained sadly.
Rolling his golden eyes, Hawks smiled fondly at your strange sense of humor. He didn’t always get it when you made jokes like that, but you still never failed to make him smile. If only he could have you every second of the day, he thought to himself. That way you could make him smile like that all day long.
“Very funny, babe. Now let’s get going.” As he pulled at your hand though, you stayed planted firmly where you stood.
“I’m not joking, I really can’t go to lunch with you today. I could do tomorrow though.”
At those words, Hawks froze, staring at you intently with a slight frown on his face. You couldn’t seriously be choosing some stupid job over him, could you? You weren’t supposed to choose anything over him. He would never do anything like that to you! Did he do something wrong?
No, he couldn’t have. You were just confused, that was all. You had been misled, had been told that there were things in your life that were somehow more important than spending time with him. Hawks would just have to remind you that that wasn’t the case. That he was the only thing in your life that really mattered, just like how you were the only thing truly that mattered in his.
“Well, I guess I don’t have any other options then.”
“Thanks for understanding, babe.”
“Of course. Let’s just hope that your boss accepts kidnapping as a valid reason to miss work.”
“What are you—”
But before you could even hope to finish your question, Hawks promptly scooped you up into his arms, holding you too tightly for you to even be able to do so much as squirm. And once he leapt out of your still-open office window, you weren’t about to try to get out of his hold. Instead you just gripped onto him in turn, barely even able to take in the sight of the buildings rushing by you. Or, rather, you rushing past the buildings. Even when you glanced down towards the ground, all you could see was a blur of green as Hawks picked up his speed. He flew faster than he ever had before, faster than he had when fighting against any villain or disaster. His wings ached with the effort, but it would all be worth it if he got to spend even just a few extra seconds with you.
So when he finally found the rooftop he had been searching for, it was with no small relief that he landed, making sure to be as gentle as possible with you in his arms. With the world standing still around you once more, you took in the scene before you. Rather than being greeted with a bare rooftop, there was a whole picnic waiting for you. A blanket set up on the middle of the roof, you saw all of your favorite foods just waiting for you. A nearby speaker was playing music softly, and all around you were countless bouquets of gorgeous flowers. Struck speechless, you didn’t protest as Hawks’ lips brushed your ear.
“Aren’t you glad I never take no for an answer?”
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