✨𝔸 𝕍𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒 𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕜✨ (Hawks x Reader)

✨Chapter Nine✨

                                                                                     {Recap}

"Ha. Have a nice day." Keigo said before holding up his glass in a toast waiting for the female in front of him to clink her own glass against his.

"Thanks. I will." She smiled and clinked his glass with his toast before taking a drink of her 'Wine'... yeah no that wasn't wine.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." The man chuckled after his drink of 'wine' the glass that was once in his hand now sat on the island.

"What was that?" Y/n questioned the male wondering if he just poisoned her.

"Haha, that little birdie was sparkling grape juice." Hawks' reply made Y/n chuckle slightly, so it wasn't real wine.. she knew it.

"And good luck with the rest of your stay!" Keigo spoke loudly as he had left the bedroom without Y/n even noticing.

"Shoot."

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The next day Y/n had a few tours early that morning so she had left the Villa early, which was a relief to Hawks. He wouldn't have to watch his back, not that she was gone for the morning, after that cat incident he hadn't felt safe sleeping in anymore. As the male in question walked around the cozy Villa he suddenly heard a soft knock on the large wooden door that the Villa's entrance held. The male made his way over towards the door and pulled it open seeing a short scrawny Italian man struggling to hold a couple suitcases. Keigo already knew who these were and an all to villionis plan came to his mind. I mean it's just some clothes after all.

"Are those for Y/n L/n?" His gaze down at the shorter male was a gentle look, obviously hiding his despicable intent.

"Uh... Sì. L/n." The struggling man nods, setting the suitcases onto the ground as if to leave them for the winged male.

"Ah, I'm sorry, but, uh, Ms. L/n's already left. Yeah. Back to America, I'm afraid." Hawks added which made the weakly male turn to the feathery man in front of the door.

"No. No, no. Uh, this is the address she gave. You see? Uh, her signature." The Thin scraggly man exclaimed, holding out some papers with Y/n's signature clear on the paper.

" Yeah, that's her." The birdy feigned said with a careless nod.

"Yeah. Poor thing. She had a total nervous breakdown." The feathered fellow continued on with his tragic story. The bony man looked confused but seemed to believe everything this stranger spoke to him with a shocked look on his gnarly face.

"Yeah. They had to put her into an insane asylum." Keigo jabs on with his tall tale, an all too fake sorrowful look on his smug face.

"Manicomio?" Said now his jaw clamps shut, a worried look crosses his face.

"Yeah, that's right. Manicomio. So, uh, Y/n won't be needing any of her clothes because from now on, she'll only be wearing jumpsuits and shoes without laces." Exclaimed Hawks even if he wasn't too familiar with the word the smaller male had said he just knew this guy would believe him.

"Uh... Madonna mia." He covered his mouth, the older man shaking his head as if in disbelief.

"Yeah. But she did say to donate anything she left behind to a local children's charity." A smirk followed the birdbrain's words as the other man nodded and grabbed the bags to go back down the stairs, but of course Hawks had helped him out since he was clearly struggling.