MHA X Hawks' Brother Reader

VI - Solutions

That endless ticking. An indicator that time was indeed moving, but it felt like it had slowed to a snail's pace. Time always moved fast when you were having fun. The opposite was true when you were uncomfortable, for example being cold and wet like Y/N was. But he did have plenty of time to think. That could be a positive or a negative. With no other option he sat, slumped down in the chair in that featureless room. His thoughts and the ticking of the clock his only company.

Every time he had a 'slip up' they brought him to that building. They called them slip ups, or incidents, mis haps, whatever they felt like. "Don't say this, don't do that, don't use your real name". It seemed like anything fun was a 'risk to public faith'. Though even Y/N could see that this instance was different then the others. It would be severe if their first theory of the days was the truth.

But no, they just assumed. They weren't interested in listening. One look at Y/N and they always thought the worst. They never had any confidence, and sent him straight to time out like a toddler. But this time he wasn't in the office of Higachi like normal. This was the room that locked from the outside.

When it did unlock, and that agent stepped inside, not a word left either his or Y/N's lips. Y/N refused to look up, but he could feel Higachi's eyes locked onto him as the gentle clap of his footsteps grew closer. He took a seat in the other chair across the table, and just sat there, staring.

He shifted around a bit occasionally, resting his head onto his fist as he looked at Y/N like he had a second head. But the minutes passed by in utter silence aside from that clock. Each second just as painful as the last. Y/N saw little point in being the first to speak up as no one wanted to listen thus far, so he endured what seemed to become humiliating as the seconds ticked by.

Until, Higachi took in a deep, almost exaggerated in length, sigh.

"I don't know what to say to you right now."

Y/N gave no acknowledgement. The agent's statement was a lie anyhow, as he continued after only a moment.

"You know, after all this time. All these years that I've dedicated to keeping you and your mother safe and happy, you never seem to appreciate it." He was dumbfounded, his voice barely remaining professional by a thread. "After all the times I've bailed you out of trouble. They were all petty compared to this. This, this is... I never dreamed you would go this far. But here we are."

Y/N continued to stare at the floor under the table, water pooling beneath him as it dropped off his feathers. Taking this berating was unlike him, but defeat gripped him.

"To think, you would break into a UA facility, and take part in a villain attack."

"I didn't do anything. I wasn't there on purpose." Y/N mumbled, not averting his eyes from his downcasted stare.

"Oh, I know." The agent fired back, knowing full well the truth of what had happened.

If things were even a smidgen worse, the commission would have a mammoth disaster on their hands. The truth was bad enough.

"But do you truly think that what's happened has had no consequences whatsoever? Just your very being there with those criminals can, and likely will, have major ramifications. If anyone connects you to Hawks, his reputation could suffer. But yet you don't even care."

"Why does everything about me come back to him? I'm my own person. I haven't even seen him in ten years."

Y/N tried to stand up for himself. A small attempt and bringing to light the true events of the day. But his words lacked fire or passion. His normal stubbornness and refusal to back down, qualities that would have fortified his integrity in most other situations, was simply gone. It just felt pointless.