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the next morning you woke up, you found yourself in the warmth of hawks' embrace

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the next morning you woke up, you found yourself in the warmth of hawks' embrace. flashes of the night before came back to you, making you sigh softly.

you had successfully made new moments with someone else, in places you had memories with touya. even though this wasn't something you thought about doing before.

you were standing in front of your bathroom's mirror as you brushed your teeth, your eyes locked on your naked body.

you could spot the tiniest marks on your collarbone that progressively got bigger in the area of your breasts. those were enough to remind you that you took the number two pro hero's virginity.

that was something you could brag about, if it wasn't for his crazy fan girls. if they knew they'd definitely come for your head.

you put your nightie on, since you knew that you'd do nothing but stay in your house all day. you walked towards the kitchen, in order to prepare breakfast— so he'd be able to grab a bite before leaving.

the first thing that hawks noticed when he woke up was that you weren't next to him. the second thing that happened was that he remembered everything you did the previous night.

he felt like his heart would jump out of his chest. he knew that you most likely did it just to fill a void in you, but he wouldn't have changed it for anything.

he knew that there was no way he would regret giving you his first time.

after brushing his teeth with the spare toothbrush you left on the bathroom's countertop, he walked back into your room to put on his pants.

the moment he was putting them on, his wings accidentally knocked over the book on your nightstand. he kneeled down to pick it up, only for his eyes to widen.

he came to the realization that it wasn't an actual book, but a photo album. and some contents of it were laying on your bedroom's floor.

"what... the fuck?"

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