Vermilion Wings - Hawks x reader

✮ - 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨

Rewritten: 07/02/2023

     "I wish you would've just died in the womb."

Eyes snapping open, I could feel the sweat trailing down my face, leaving a icky residue. The air around me also felt suffocating. My throat felt dry, almost as if I were dying of thirst. Breathing heavily, my body raised and fell quickly.

The slight chilling breeze coming from the window eased my alert body. It calmed me down, even if it was just for a moment.

"Another nightmare huh?"

I sighed, rubbing my eyes, trying to rub my sleepiness away. Blinking out my tiredness, I turned my head to see the time. The bright white lights on the alarm clock informed me of what hour it was.

"It's already 6?"  I spoke, talking to no one in particular.

Tiredness still hitting me in waves. I would've loved could fall back into the comfort of my bed to nap for a few more hours. However, the lingering thoughts of being a responsible person pulled me away from my desires.

Gathering all my energy, I pulled myself out of the warmth of the sheets and into the bathroom. Picking up my toothbrush, and rinsing it under the water before squeezing on the toothpaste. I realized that it was an important day for me, though I didn't care. Not as if I were gonna celebrate it with the amount of work I have piled up.

Opting to take a shower to wash the sweat off my body. I quickly got dressed, grabbing a piece of bread, I walked out of the house in a hurry. Afraid that I'll be late for my job again.

The keys jingled as I quickly stuffed them into my pockets. Too busy with the task at hand, I couldn't see that I walking straight into someone.
Stumbling back when my head collided with their chest. However, I caught myself just in time before I could fall because of the unbalanced shifting.

"Ah." He spoke, voice unusually raspy. He sounded like an addict who had been smoking for years on end. "Are you okay?"

He reached his hands out, placing it gently on my shoulder. Though he phrased that question almost like he didn't have a choice and was forced to, to be polite. I quickly brushed his gloved hand off my shoulder, my body tense from the unfamiliar touch.

I was about to say something, but I couldn't. Not when his capturing turquoise eyes reminded me of someone I used to know...

"Did I bump into you too hard?"

I felt as if I were malfunctioning, it felt hard to breathe. But then reality hit me hard. Taking in a deep breath, I couldn't let my past come and disturb me now.

Cant believe I thought he was him.

"Sorry." It came out as a squeak, even surprising myself. "Never mind that, I'm fine."

"Can I have your number?"

My eyes widened at his questions. Eye brows raised, completely flabbergasted, I could only look at him with my mouth slightly open. I really didn't know what to think or say to him in that moment.

Without thinking much, I blurted out, "I have a boyfriend. No thank you." Trying to make it sound as believable as possible...well hopefully.