LOST // BAKUGO X OC

Hawks

Standing slumped against the wall, Estelle didn't need to look up as she felt the harsh winds above her. It didn't take long for her to be met with Hawks' face, a metre away from her own, grinning away as if he had won the lottery. Keeping the deadpan across her face, it was clear to Estelle that he didn't appreciate her lacklustre reaction.

Rolling her eyes from the disappointment across his face, she grumbled, "What is it?"

The male leaned forward, placing his hands behind his head, causing Estelle to tilt herself back with suspicion. "Nothing, General Alien Princess! I'm just surprised you accepted my invitation, is all."

"I'm only here for the intel, so spill."

As his hands drifted to his heart, the male sighed, "That hurts. Are you saying you didn't come for my amazing personality and good looks?"

"You are a bird."

"Yeah, so what?! Birds are hot!"

"Court a bird then."

"Court?!" The male guffawed, "What are you? An old lady?!"

"At heart? Yes, I am. I am tired," Estelle deadpanned back, a layer of truth lining her words. Yet, from the stunned expression on Hawk's face, it was clear he wasn't expecting her responses. It made the situation a little funnier.

"Jeez, you are something else, kid."

"At least I am not a bird."

"Stop insulting me! Seriously! My ego! Ow!" Hawks moaned dramatically, the smile across his face stating otherwise.

"Alright, alright. Are you going to spill now we've had our mandatory small talk?"

"Ooft. Ouch. Is that all it was? I thought it was a friendly talk between two colleagues. Keep hurting me, and I'll fall from the skies."

"And what a failure of a bird you would become."

"You. Are. Brutal. Come on, let's fly."

Opening her mouth to argue, Estelle didn't get very far before a gust of wind blew her hair out of her face. Glaring up at the red wings in the sky, Estelle felt she should have known he wouldn't play as nicely as he could have. Estelle allowed her fiery wings to form, sighing to herself before pelting her body into the air. Without wasting a second, the hero hurled through the air, fully expecting Estelle to follow as she watched his body begin to grow smaller.

Catching up to him, Estelle noted how his wings worked like a bird in contrast to hers. His wings flapped to the beat of the wind as he soared through the skies like he belonged there - which he did. On the other hand, Estelle's wings were steady, fire shooting out at the bottom of her wings like fuel. It reminded her of an aeroplane, which made sense as her wings weren't a part of her; it was just her means of travel.

"Look at us, two birds flying through the sky. Are you sure you weren't trying to hint at something?" Hawks examined, eyeing her wings with intrigue.

Tilting her head in confusion, Estelle answered, "No? Besides, my wings don't work like one."

"Sure," He drawled out before he was treated to the sight of Estelle speeding in front of him. "There's no need to rush. We have all day. Plus, you don't know where we're going!"

Slightly irritated by the fact he was prolonging this more than necessary, Estelle slowed her pace with a muted glare. "Tch, sure. It's not like I have more important things to do," She griped back sarcastically.

"Hah! You're the one who accepted. You can't complain now," the blonde male rebuked as his head motioned towards a tower in the distance.

Allowing the silence to settle between the two as they headed towards the building, Estelle enjoyed the feeling of the sun splaying across her back. The air was peaceful, so she allowed herself to relish the moment. Hawks seemed to be the same, with a slight smile as a few feathers drifted around him.