Woman of the Night. (Hawks x reader)

24: I love you

3rd POV

A man was strolling at the side of the building, waiting for something to happen. 

What it was, he didn't know. 

Neither could he hear the struggle that was going on inside the building's top floors. 

The party was going loud and everyone was drinking and dancing, as a singular figure in a now black dress made her way up to the roof.

Y/n POV

'Finally, the last floor and we are done.' 

I think to my self as burst through the doors and jump onto the roof. My bright villainous hair was swirling around and few men were behind me, along with a whole army of police.

«Y/n!» A guy yelled out at me and I turn around. «What are we going to do?! I don't want to go to jail!» I smile at him.

«I am sorry, but you will.» At that moment people in camo jumped out from their hiding stops and surrounded the little group of villains. I stepped a little to the back and watched their faces as they looked at me.

«You bitch!» The man shouts and I step onto the side of the building. Smiling and looking at them from underneath my eyebrows.

«See you later boys.» I 'salute them and fall backwards off the building right before the man had a chance to get to me.  I do a motion with my hands as if I am removing a wig and my hair changes back to its normal way as I fall back first off the building.

'Keigo, you better be there.' 

I think as I look over my shoulder I see a flash of red and my fall abruptly stops and instead I am pushed by extreme force into someone's arms. 

'Thank you, my love.' I think to myself as I place my head onto his chest and look up at him.

He was serious. 

Why is he always serious around me these days? 

Isn't it supposed to be the other way around? 

In a second, we are on top of his building, on top of his penthouse. He lowers me down and I am finally the same height as I was before. My shoes broke at some point during the fight.

He places me down and steppes away and turns around so that I no longer can see his face.

«Keigo,» I reach out but before I was able to reach him, he turns around and I see multiple feathers dangerously floating and pointing at me, like knives. 

He was furious. His eyes narrow, like hawk's when he spots his prey. Lips tightly pressed together. 

I look down and hold a huge lump in my thought. 

'What is happening with me? Why am I about to burst into tears?' 

I think to myself as we stand in silence.

'I....I....I need him...' I finally embraced the feeling that was haunting me for weeks now.

«Talk» He growled through his teeth. "That hair change. The dress."

He paused and I remained silent.

"TALK"

«I- I need you...» I whispered, still looking down at my bare feet.