I Spent the Night with Hawks (READERxHAWKS)

The Other Shoe

Well let the tears fall 😈

I traced my fingers over her skin while she slept against my chest. she looked so small against me, her skin so soft. her brows furrowed in her sleep then she giggled lightly. her face lighting up briefly while her eyes were closed and her pouty full lips parting in merth.

she was radiant.

I'd never met someone like her! The first thing that drew my eye was her beauty. Of course, I've seen beautiful women before. when I first started out as a hero I jumped from beautiful woman to beautiful woman, truly earning that playboy title. they weren't interested in me as a person, just the glamor of being with a hero. Of course, I wasn't really interested in them either, we just used each other, taking what we wanted from the other and not giving anything back.

It took a year or two for me to realize I wanted more. Someone who wanted to know the person underneath the costume. someone who shared more than her body with me. Now I usually only flirt with fans or when I think she might be the one I'm looking for.

I saw her when Miriko and I walked in, she visibly perked up and I thought she would be like everyone else trying to get our attention. When she realized it was impossible to get near us she went back to drinking and having fun with her friend, something unheard of as far as I was concerned.

I sent my feathers over to see what she'd do. most try to catch it or coo all over it. she blew it off and used her quirk to keep it from pestering her. She kept drinking and giggling with her friend, paying me no mind. I don't know why but I got the feeling I should get to know her. to at the very least test the waters. so I walk over.

she was funny and incredibly intelligent. She could keep up with me! And when I asked if she wanted to get out of the bar and go hook up she balked. Nobody ever hesitates at that question, usually, they jump at the chance to get in the sheets with me.

I felt like I'd finally met someone I could connect with. I wanted to get to know her. To see where this went. She seemed more interested in the prospect of getting to know me than of fucking me. We talked for a few hours about everything and nothing. She was witty and sarcastic, wise and kind. The whole package!

I was falling for her hard and fast! But when did I do anything slow? I took a chance and kissed her like my life depended on it, in that moment it did!  Shit! It was the best kiss I'd ever had. She looked dazed, like the kiss had blown her away like it had me. I wanted to keep her with me!

"We don't have to have sex, we can go in and watch movies. I just want to wake up with you. eat breakfast with you tomorrow and see where things go."

It wasn't a line! I'd have done anything to keep breathing the same air as her. To spend even a single second in her vicinity. the longer I spent with her the more I fell for her. I wasn't sure how she felt I just knew she was still here with me.

I didn't think she'd be bold enough to make the first move, especially after finding out this was her first time. I was elated that she trusted me and that she let me be here with her. I fell for her hard then and laying here now with her was pure ecstasy!

I couldn't help but let my fingers trace over her skin, brushing her nose, cheeks, her full lips. I know I don't know nearly enough about her yet. what kind of eggs does she like? does she enjoy reading? What's her job? but I have to admit I love the things I know about her.

she doesn't know anything about me either.

things like my background. how my fathers a murderer and abused me. how my mother helped him and sold me off. how I'm a spy and assassin for the commission. they give me my marching orders and I HAVE to obey!