Roommates || Hawks X Reader || MHA

Chapter 1 || News from overseas

An hour after you've arrived home, and it is finally time to play a few games with him. Who? Your internet friend of almost two years: Keigo...no last name given. It's strange, you two have never met in person, but he's one of only a few people you really trust and who knows you well. You guys planned to play a few rounds of this new multiplayer shooter game this evening and today you have a surprise for him.

You boot up the game, grab a bowl of leftover spaghetti one of your roommates made, huddle into your blanket and sit at your desk chair, twirling strands of pasta around the metal fork. Just as you take your first bite the call starts.

"Yo n/n! You ready to go?" came a familiar laid-back voice.

You pouted and said with a full mouth, "You've got some nerve asking me that, you're late."

"Firstly, I was busy. Secondly, chew your food first, then speak- you always complain when I do it," he responded. Even though his words where bossy, his tone was much more light hearted, "And thirdly...what are you eating?"

"Yesterday's spag-bowl."

"Sounds good, don't make me hear you eat it though or I'll feel left out."

You put the bowl down, "Keigo, you're not eating anything?"

"Literally just got back home," he simply responded and you can almost hear him smiling.

"I can wait if you wanna grab something," you say, snuggling into the blanket more.

"Nah, my kitchen's basically empty," he says sheepishly, "I been eating out for most of this week."

You don't make a big deal out of it. He's usually like this: always late to sessions, sometimes cancelling plans, sometimes not even showing up and it's all because of he's 'busy'. He's never actually told you directly what his job is, but you've theorized over the years that he's probably a law enforcer, like a policeman or maybe even a sidekick.

Once or twice, he's mentioned that he admires the pro hero: Endeavour, he seems to know a lot about Japan's law system, Hero Association, general events in the country and he has a useful quirk. He told you that it allows him to hear whole conversations and sense where people are, just using vibrations and it apparently has really long range. You know that he lives in a city, so there'd be no shortage of villain problems, which must be why he's so busy. And how he has the money to eat out every day.

"Suit yourself. You want to get started?" You say, fingers on the keyboard.

"You bet."

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A few hours later, you two decide to call it a night but end up chatting for a little while after closing the game. At first it was mostly to roast each other on how bad the other was. To be fair, neither of you were all that good at it, but then again you both don't have any special talent when it comes to gaming...at least, when it's your first time playing. Most of this session was just you yelling in frustration at Keigo to stick with you and the team, while he ran around the map doing his own thing, oh and telling jokes. Lots of jokes. The rest of the team basically carried you two, and while the team got a couple of victories...neither you or Keigo really contributed to them. It was chaotic as hell, but lots of fun.

"Were you closing your eyes the entire time, y/n?" Keigo said, "Your aim sucks ass."

"Oh really?! Then can I take a minute to comment on your 'teamwork'?" You say, slightly annoyed, "I swear, you're impossible to work with sometimes Keigo! You can't just run around doing your own thing, especially on the third round, I really needed backup."

"You got enough help from the others," he said with an audible smirk. "Besides, you wouldn't need backup if you were just good at the game."

"Cut me some slack, it's my first time!" You said and threw my hands in the air for extra effect, which ended up becoming a sort of stretch, "And you weren't any better, all that charging off on your own just kept getting you killed."