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"Oh, you wanna kiss me? Bold words for someone who was insisting how much they hated me the other day," Hawks - Keigo, your mind corrected itself - remarked, entirely too smug.

"Yeah well," you mumbled, throwing your hands up in defeat. "Shut up."

Keigo only laughed brightly, his hands on his hips as his head tilted back beautifully. With eyes scrunched shut and his mouth open in delight, you couldn't even think about denying it. He was gorgeous. Unequivocally, absolutely heart-stoppingly gorgeous. So yeah, you wanted to kiss him.

Sue you.

"Which is it then? Kiss you or shut up?" He was still laughing, although now it was more a soft shaking in his shoulders. He turned to look away from you, watching the clouds move above the skyline. You couldn't tell if he was blushing or if it was the pink glow from the sunset.

You pressed the heels of your hands into your eyes, debating. "How did you even... hear that?"

He shrugged casually, one gloved hand rubbing at the back of his neck. His wings rustled behind him, and one crimson feather swooped through the air and waved in front of you.

"You sneak." You crossed your arms in front of you, staring at the offending feather with less intensity than you'd like.

"Couldn't help it," Keigo said. There wasn't a hint of shame in his voice. "I was curious."

You rolled your eyes, turning to stare out of the same window Keigo was. You had to admit, it was a gorgeous sunset. Pink and orange and the faintest hint of green, clouds dusted with red as the sun kept sinking.

"Yeah well you have your answer now."

"So... can I kiss you?"

His question shocked you, so much that your head snapped to lock eyes with him. He was looking right back at you, golden eyes soft and warm and curious and - fuck that look was making you feel things. Things like butterflies and warmth and it was all rising in your chest and throat and you felt your fingers start fidgeting all by themselves. You blinked, once, twice, three times. And then you nodded.

"Please," was all you could manage to whisper.

He moved slowly. More slowly than you would have expected or liked. But as soon as he was pulling his gloves off and stuffing them in his pocket, you knew it was because he wanted to take his time with you. He didn't want to rush things, to sprint to the finish and regret it later when he got a cramp. So you accepted his slow, reverent movements, and you were even more placated when those hands of his cupped your cheeks, keeping you still.

And then he was leaning in, still torturously slow, to press his lips against yours and holy everything they were soft. Your eyes fluttered shut as you pressed right back into him, one hand resting on Keigo's solid chest as your other arm draped over his shoulder. You should have expected it, being a pro hero, appearances had to be kept up and making sure his mouth wasn't dry and cracked was sure to be a part of that.

But this just wasn't fair, there was no way anyone's lips should have been that soft, that warm and pliable and open to you kissing him back.

Keigo pulled back, only an inch, but it felt like a mile. His forehead knocked gently against yours, and he blinked at you, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled. And then he ruined the moment by opening his beautiful mouth and speaking.

"So, was I up to your expectations?"

"Oh my god," you groaned, breaking the little bubble the two of you were in as you tilted your head back. "Nevermind, I still hate you, shut up."

"Hey wait -" Keigo protested, reaching for you as you chuckled and pushed him away. "Can I get another?"

guys i don't think i can deny it anymore i wanna kiss hawks

"Oh, you wanna kiss me? Bold words for someone who was insisting how much they hated me the other day," Hawks - Keigo, your mind corrected itself - remarked, entirely too smug.

"Yeah well," you mumbled, throwing your hands up in defeat. "Shut up."

Keigo only laughed brightly, his hands on his hips as his head tilted back beautifully. With eyes scrunched shut and his mouth open in delight, you couldn't even think about denying it. He was gorgeous. Unequivocally, absolutely heart-stoppingly gorgeous. So yeah, you wanted to kiss him.

Sue you.

"Which is it then? Kiss you or shut up?" He was still laughing, although now it was more a soft shaking in his shoulders. He turned to look away from you, watching the clouds move above the skyline. You couldn't tell if he was blushing or if it was the pink glow from the sunset.

You pressed the heels of your hands into your eyes, debating. "How did you even... hear that?"

He shrugged casually, one gloved hand rubbing at the back of his neck. His wings rustled behind him, and one crimson feather swooped through the air and waved in front of you.

"You sneak." You crossed your arms in front of you, staring at the offending feather with less intensity than you'd like.

"Couldn't help it," Keigo said. There wasn't a hint of shame in his voice. "I was curious."

You rolled your eyes, turning to stare out of the same window Keigo was. You had to admit, it was a gorgeous sunset. Pink and orange and the faintest hint of green, clouds dusted with red as the sun kept sinking.

"Yeah well you have your answer now."

"So... can I kiss you?"

His question shocked you, so much that your head snapped to lock eyes with him. He was looking right back at you, golden eyes soft and warm and curious and - fuck that look was making you feel things. Things like butterflies and warmth and it was all rising in your chest and throat and you felt your fingers start fidgeting all by themselves. You blinked, once, twice, three times. And then you nodded.

"Please," was all you could manage to whisper.

He moved slowly. More slowly than you would have expected or liked. But as soon as he was pulling his gloves off and stuffing them in his pocket, you knew it was because he wanted to take his time with you. He didn't want to rush things, to sprint to the finish and regret it later when he got a cramp. So you accepted his slow, reverent movements, and you were even more placated when those hands of his cupped your cheeks, keeping you still.

And then he was leaning in, still torturously slow, to press his lips against yours and holy everything they were soft. Your eyes fluttered shut as you pressed right back into him, one hand resting on Keigo's solid chest as your other arm draped over his shoulder. You should have expected it, being a pro hero, appearances had to be kept up and making sure his mouth wasn't dry and cracked was sure to be a part of that.

But this just wasn't fair, there was no way anyone's lips should have been that soft, that warm and pliable and open to you kissing him back.

Keigo pulled back, only an inch, but it felt like a mile. His forehead knocked gently against yours, and he blinked at you, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he smiled. And then he ruined the moment by opening his beautiful mouth and speaking.

"So, was I up to your expectations?"

"Oh my god," you groaned, breaking the little bubble the two of you were in as you tilted your head back. "Nevermind, I still hate you, shut up."

"Hey wait -" Keigo protested, reaching for you as you chuckled and pushed him away. "Can I get another?"

guys i don't think i can deny it anymore i wanna kiss hawks