Vermilion Wings - Hawks x reader

✮ - 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘦

      Body melting into relaxation with every stroke of his fingertips. Entangled in my hair, he slowly worked his fingers through. Ears feeling abnormally warm, yet I didn't move away, letting myself get carried away by the smoothing feeling. Keigo enjoyed how I clung onto him like a kitten, purring as he massages my head.

It hasn't been long since we awkwardly exchanged feelings. But soon the tension melted and the same comforting silence took over. In the end, we didn't need to talk to understand each other.

A soft sigh fell out my mouth at the way his hand worked. The tips of his fingers began to rub at my scalp and I tilted my head up to pressed myself into his hands. He had that lovingly sick smile on his face as he continued to bestow me with all the love he could offer.

"Pretty."

I halted at his comment, no longer leaning into his caring touch. His voice sounded so soft, it made me flush and turn my head away from him. I turned to the next best option and rested my head on Keigo's chest.

It's been like that for a while, he would shower me with such compliments that'll make me blush bright red. It felt weird to be loved like this.

"Stop."

I could feel Keigo chuckle. Could feel his quickening heartbeat.

"But you are."

Releasing a soft breath against my teeth as I felt a large hand place itself on my waist. It took a while, but I was getting used to his touches, barely flinching anymore.

"I'm not kidding." His captivating eyes never left my figure, it flickered to my face then my eyes and my lips. "You're as pretty as a picture."

At his compliment, I couldn't help but flush red again. My ears felt so hot that I worried it'll fall off if he kept teasing me further. He chuckled at my reaction, his whole body shook. Even the sound of his voice made me relax, melting into the palms of his hands.

During times like this when he wasn't being the dork he was, he'll make embarrassing comments like these that drove me crazy. And I couldn't do anything but endure it through a series of flushed faces and squeamish movements.

But he always stopped whenever he felt like I was too uncomfortable. Likely to comb his hands through my hair and leaving kisses all over my face after like this was his apology.

Just like I said, not a second later I could feel his soft lips against my face. Littering me with kisses, attention and love. I pulled back and tired to inch my face away from him. He pulled me right back, his arms tighten around me more.

"I love you so much [N/N]."

Whining as he pressed his lips on the top of my forehead. I sighed in relief when he finally pulled away and went back to resting my head on his chest.

"Love you too..."

My words were muffled but he knew what I was gonna say anyways.