[BNHA x Reader One Shots] Daydreaming

[Keigo Takami] Feather Necklace

Hawks, Takami x [Female] Ex-Pro Hero! Villain! Reader
Requests; Open !

Genre; Angsts, but fluff at the end.

Quirk; Silent Gale

Silent Gale allows you to manipulate wind with extreme precision and lethality, capable of creating deadly, silents attacks. This quirk can generate subtle air currents that cut, suffocate, or immobilize targets without making a sound, making it perfect for conversion operations. You could create razor-thin air blades, asphyxiated enemies by manipulating oxygen flow, or use the wind to silently disable opponents, making them a highly effective assassin. 

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Tempest. You were the Wind Hero, Tempest. The one who moved in silence, a shadow in the night. A hero known not for the spotlight, but for the secret, dangerous missions handed down by the Commission—the same kind of covert work your boyfriend had been doing for years. Well... ex-boyfriend.

It had been three years.

Three years since you'd seen him, spoken to him, or even heard his voice. Three years since you'd left him behind, walking out without a word. As the wind tugged gently at your hair, you found yourself absentmindedly clutching the small feather pendant hanging from your neck. It was a gift from him—a symbol of his love, of the life you once shared.

And yet, you had walked away. Not because you stopped loving him, but because you couldn't handle everything else. Not the love, but the burden of living in the shadows, always looking over your shoulder, wondering if the next mission would be your last or his. You couldn't take the strain, the constant uncertainty.

You sat cross-legged on a rooftop, overlooking the alley where you had asked him to meet you. The night breeze brushed against your skin like a familiar friend, but it did little to ease the tension that coiled tightly in your chest. You inhaled deeply, trying to calm the whirlwind of emotions within you. Three years... It had taken three long years to gather the courage to call him—to finally give him the closure he deserved.

You still couldn't believe he had picked up. The sound of his voice—desperate, breathless—had sent a shock through your system. You had imagined this moment a hundred times, but the reality of hearing him again after all this time... it stirred something deep within you. Had he been waiting for you this entire time? Did he still care, even after everything you had done?

Your thoughts were cut short by a familiar blur of red flashing in the corner of your vision. He landed in the alley below, his wings spreading in a smooth, practiced motion before folding behind him. Hawks.