Hate To Love You... (Hawks/Keigo Takami x Reader)

Epilogue

"Mama! Mama! Look!"

A faint flurry of little giggles echoes around the house making me unable to stop the smile spreading across my cheeks. My chest bursting with utter joy at the excited demeanour of the voice. Happiness swirls in my stomach as I set my sketchbook down. I manoeuvre myself around the many toys my little baby bird has left out on the floor while trying to head to the backyard. Avoiding the Lego bricks and the stuffed animals, I managed to get to the french windows in the back and lean against the doorway to behold the sight of Keigo holding our little five year old close to his chest.

Surrounding them, are our three dogs. Angel, of course, is wagging her tail happily and barking toward Keigo who sticks his tongue out and ruffles her fur every now and then. Waiting for a ball to be thrown, is our rescue dog: Olive, who is two years old (just out of their puppy stage) and is a soft chocolate Labrador who adores affection. Laying on his back, legs in the air and tongue hanging out with his belly being scratched by Keigo, is our other rescue dog: Junior, who is one eight months old and is still a pup. Junior is an adorable little cocker spaniel with bright blue eyes.

As soon as my daughter's eyes lay upon me, she squeals and wriggles out of Keigo's grasp to smash herself into me. Happily, I wrap my arms around her tightly and pull her up while kissing her cheek. Her bright yellow eyes gleam with nothing but utter happiness as she kisses my cheek and rests her head on my shoulder gently. My little angel just recently turned five in May. My little Gemini. My moon baby.

Tori Takami was born on May 24th at 02:06 in the morning. She weighed seven and a half pounds. She was this tiny little thing that the doctors gave me that I instantly fell in love with the moment she was in my arms. Tori has beautiful (h/c) hair that is shoulder length and is always styled in bunches. Like her father, she has bright yellow irises and the bird markings with an expanse of freckles across her nose and cheeks. On her back, she has beautiful red and white feathers that ombré down from red to white. They're gorgeous.

Her quirk hasn't manifested yet although Keigo is certain that she'll develop a quirk not much different to his own.

Her godmother is Rumi. Otherwise known as Mirko. Who adores the crap out of the girl and always spoils her no matter what the price. Her godfather is Taishiro. Otherwise known as FatGum, who loves to make little sweet treats for his goddaughter whenever she wants (Keigo wanted Endeavor to be godfather but I put my foot down on that one). Tori is adored by almost everyone who meets her. She just has that little charm that Keigo has.

Currently, Keigo is trying to teach her how to fly. Little baby steps, at the moment. He's been teaching her how to flap her wings, holding her up while she attempts to flutter them which is the most adorable sight ever. Her face scrunches up when she concentrates and her hands curl into little fists. Her feet wiggle too, like she's trying to propel through the air without actually having to flap her wings. It's a work in progress, if I'm being honest.

Learning to fly is no easy feat.

I turn my attention toward my husband who pushes to his feet and walks over. His lips press against mine for a soft moment, kissing me chastely before chirping toward his daughter who chirps back happily. Keigo and I finally got married when I was seven months pregnant and almost ready to pop. We went to a registry office, got ourselves married and threw a large party at our place to celebrate. We're now five years married, it'll be seven years being together in July. Something that I never thought would have happened in all my years of being alive.

"Hey gorgeous," Keigo coos, smiling as I look up at him and rub Tori's back as she snuggles close into my chest, "Wanna show mama what we were doing, To - To?"

"Yeah! Yeah! Mama! Watch!" Tori squeals, squeezing out of my grip and running into the centre of the garden and making grabby hands toward Keigo who walks over, "Ready?"