Hawks one shots

paint with love pt.2

After spending your day with U.A students you went home.

you just began working and working. you didn't have time to wait. you had two weeks to get them all done, then you had to find something presentable to wear for the event. also you had to do through the photos, do a bit of editing then you could relax.

you really struggled with this project, it took up so much time, so much so that even though you need sleep to be well enough to draw, you refused to sleep that night.

you fixed the U.A paintings, tried finishing Hawks' using references from photos, things like that but it was hard.

you made it to the office the next day, sluggish and half asleep. you tried coffee and loads of other things to hopefully wake yourself up but it only worked for so long.

hawks was already there, waiting. you didn't see why people complained of him being late, he always seemed to be early out of the now two days you knew him.

you immediately got to painting, this time checking the clock every few minutes. you knew endeavor well enough, so you wanted to make sure hawks was done and out before endeavor got there.

Hawks tried talking to you but you barely heard him, you were focused on the painting and when you weren't, you were yawning, forcing yourself to focus, or checking something.

"Hey, you alright? you seem a bit out of it?" he asked but again no answer, that was for a little bit.

"Sorry what? am I okay?" you asked again, looking at him and he noticed the dark circles under your eyes, your tired and half open eyes.

he nodded and you nodded back. "yeah im fine. painting is almost done" you told him, trying to change the topic off of yourself.

It took about another ten minutes and you finished, you didn't think it was perfect but it was good enough.

Then you took a few photos and just before everything was finished you let hawks see them all.

He was very impressed and he smiled. For once he wasn't being cocky or a smartass, he sounded fully genuine.

"Wow baby bird. That's amazing" he said softly, looking at every detail on the painting.

You smiled a little, little butterflies in your stomach at the name, and nodded a little before getting him out of the door.

"Can't we hang out a little?" He whined, trying to push against your push and you sighed.

"Just- maybe later okay? Now shoo" you said giving him a little push again.
He pouted but left just before endeavor got there.

"Good morning.." he mumbled, you sighed and rolled your eyes.

"Morning..." you mumbled walking back into your office/studio. Your mood completely changing from how it was with hawks.

It was clear you didn't like endeavor.

After finishing, and being criticised over every little thing by endeavor, you finally left your work.

You were about to be outside your favourite cafe, wanting to just walk in, sit and relax, have a look through your work and maybe even write a bit or do something that you wanted to do, but a little red feather on your nose stopped you.

It was as if a snowflake fell on your nose- just a red feather.

You gently took it off your nose and hummed a little in thought.

You definitely knew this feather, though from how gently it fell and how it didn't move told you that it was on accident.

You were 95% sure that the pro hero hawks was spying on you, or just around at least.

You put the feather in your pocket and walked into your favourite cafe. If he was following you, you'd hear the bell go off again, or he'd be around- unless he liked this place too.

You didn't think that was the case- all because of the feather but you still had your suspicions.

Only a few minutes later, just before ordering you noticed a man in a white hoodie, his back looking as if he was hiding something and he was wearing Sunnies. (Sunglasses)

Immediately as he turned to you, you knew this was the pro hero and from the look on your face he knew that you knew.

"You know I could get you charged with stalking. Bet that wouldn't do to well with your publish image" you said as he walked over, before you offered him a seat.

"Yeah I know, I was bored though, I don't have much to do so when I saw you I thought we could hang out like you said?" He said with a bright smile only for your down mood to ruin his.

"When I say later I mean, 'no never, leave me alone' just so you know next time.." you lent back in your chair and sighed.

It was obvious you were annoyed and tired, maybe even upset so he sat beside you taking your hand.

"How about we do something that always helps me cheer up?" He offered, standing and gently pulling you up.

You were a little shocked and insisted you sat down and enjoyed your quiet time but he had already pulled you out the door.

He took off the hoodie he was wearing, letting his wings shoot out, and he put the hoodie on you.

By now you guys were getting stares and before we're flocking over.

Hawks picked you up and lent down, flapping his large red wings, and in seconds you two were off.

You held onto him tightly, hiding in the crook of his neck, you legs around him so tight you were going to lose feeling in them.

After about two minutes he tapped your shoulder and you shook you hand.

"Hawks you bastard! I can't be up really high!" You said, assuming that this asshole put you up really high.

He chuckled and shook his head. "Just trust me and look"

He said and it took you a minute.

Why the fuck were you even here? Why did you agree? Did you even agree or did he just drag you along? Are you really willing to look? How'd he even know you weren't doing to well?

All you wanted was a coffee and to be left alone- now you were in the fucking sky with a pro hero you'd normally hate.

You sighed and looked and surprisingly-.. he wasn't lying.

You were only a few feet off the ground, overlooking a waterfall.

You two were at the top of this waterfall, watching the little fish move and the water shine.

He put you down and you two sat at the top of the waterfall in pure silence for ages.

You couldn't tell how long you'd be there but you there for even longer as hawks' urge to talk finally bursted and he started speaking.

Normally you'd tell the person to shut up and you'd just enjoy the silence, but for some reason your really enjoyed his soft, laidback voice.

You and him grew close after this.

One and a half weeks until the show was held, showcasing your artwork and photography.

Within those one and a half weeks you and hawks hung out regularly, he'd just drop by randomly or see you in the street and start walking with you.

You didn't even realise it but you and hawks were pretty much best friends already.

Maybe even more?