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"Y/N," Hawks calls behind you, but you don't stop, you just keep walking. The air is cold and bitter and it stings your nose. "Y/N, wait."
"What the hell am I supposed to wait for, Keigo?" You seethe, turning on your heal to look at him. It's one of the only times you've seen him so nervous, so unlike himself - he's panicking, you know it, and he knows that you know. "God, I - I'd punch you, but that'd ruin your perfect face, and since you care so much about public image -"
"Just let me explain, please," Keigo says, voice desperate. He's pale and it only makes you angrier.
"Explain what?" You retaliate, and your voice echoes throughout the empty parking garage. "Why you were fucking colluding with a known villain? With Dabi? We're heroes, we're supposed to protect the population, not endanger them even more!"
"There's more to it than that, you just need to listen, trust me -"
"I can't trust you anymore!"
Your voice is loud and it makes Keigo quiet, standing in front of you like a deer in headlights. The silence gives you a rush of understanding and you sigh, turning around to head to your car. You're trying to push your feelings back - you just need time to cool off, that's all. You fish your pockets for your keys as you start walking, back turned to Keigo. "I just... I need to go home."
Keigo grabs your arm and pulls you back, turning you around again as he does. He's still panicking - you see it in his eyes - but he has a plan, now, and his face is stoic as he speaks. You smell his cologne in your close proximity and your feelings for him rush up to your chest - No, you tell them, this is not the time - but you squish them back down, letting him back you into a stone pillar.
"I can't let you do that," he murmurs, and you don't say anything. "Not until you let me explain."
You breathe out, too stunned to break eye contact, and nod, slowly. Keigo's grip on your arm loosens but you don't bother to move - although you're sure he wouldn't hurt you if you did (even if he was just talking to a villain who has more than enough casualties on his hands). He tells you that it's in a plan, that he's going undercover. He needs to infiltrate the League and this is the best way to do it.
"And no one... no one knows about it?"
"Except for you, no one. You just got caught at the wrong time, 's all." Keigo doesn't seem as panicked any more, though he still seems tentative. Nervous, like you're the one who can't really be trusted.
You rub the spot on your arm where he grabbed you, remembering his desperation. Now that you're thinking about it, you understand why he'd be freaking out (aside from actually plotting with the League).
"Did I hurt you?" His voice breaks through your thoughts, and he motions to your arm. You shake your head on instinct.
"No, I just..."
You don't get time to finish your sentence, because then he's taking your hand and pushing your sleeve down and it's cold, wow, but then his lips fall over the reddened spot where he grabbed you. You feel like melting, like collapsing into his arms, but the kiss leaves as soon as it came.
"Sorry," he says, and you know that he's back to his usual self. He offers you a grin, flexing his wings to get ready to fly. It's time for the two of you to part ways. "I'll make it up to you. Dinner?"
You mumble out a yes and Keigo smiles again, sending you a wink before he flies through the exit in the parking garage. Your fingers dance over the spot he kissed, and you decide that you definitely need some sleep
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