Hawks X Fem reader Oneshots

His Assistant Part 3

I rechecked the address. This place was huge. It was a 4 story building and large for a house. I ring the doorbell and wait. After a few minutes Hawks answered the door.

"On time I see, cool. I just need to grab a few more things" he left the door open while he walked inside. As he spoke you took note of the dark jeans he wore with a white t-shirt.

"This is my penthouse, this is my meeting floor, next one is my training gym with extended ceilings for flying, then my living quarters I followed him into an elevator as he hit the 3rd floor button, "so here's the deal, take this even as a training. See who I do well with. You will be handling all my potential team-ups in the future and if you stay on then you'll be attending the hero gala with me and help form social connections. It's all about networking"

I could only nod to the new info. He was so serious. The carefree attitude you'd seen so much of was gone.

"Finally, you are my DD for tonight" he smiled. He flipped a 180 back to the relaxed attitude and smile.

"Ok. Are we using my car or yours?" The doors to the elevator opened to a large living room. There was a very open floor plan with skylights for natural light.

"My car. I'll drive us over but you drive us back. If anything use GPS if you can't remember the route" he rummaged through a closet pulling out a bomber jacket much like his hero one.

This one was a bit lighter both in color and by the looks of material. He fumbled around his pockets until he found his keys and did a general pocket check. He suddenly stopped looking from my shoes to my hair.

"Isn't that what you wore to work today?" He raised a quizzical eyebrow

My ears suddenly burned. I didn't even think about changing. I was just focused on getting here on time and making sure I ate.

"Whatever, its fine, but if we go to the hero gala we will need to get you something. Preferably something that also represents the hero agency" he walked back into the elevator with you in tow.

Hawks POV

I smiled to myself at the bar sipping my drink. I managed to lose my secretary. Fortunately it didn't take long.

"Hey there stranger" A voice interrupted my thoughts. Mirko was there with a wide smile. She leaned with her back against the bar, "Where is that cute secretary?"

"Good question, I lost her in the crowd about 20 minutes ago" I turn my back to the bar with my 4th drink in hand.

"Isnt that her over there?" Mirko pointed.

I followed her gesture to see my secretary talking to a guy. He was making her laugh as she tried to hide it, "what about her?"

"She's like your 20th secretary" Mirko more so questioned then stated

"Actually she's number 37" I downed my drink and tapped the glass on the bar for a refill.

"Why the hell go through so many?" She recoiled in surprise.

"I don't want a secretary but I'm told I need one. So I put impossible standards in place" I smirk proudly

"How's her score?" Mirko leaned in.

"Well, she us good with work, makes sure I'm in check, but she won't use her quirk for some reason. Honestly she'd be more useful if she did" I grab my new drink.

"On the bright side shes cute" Mirko nudged my shoulder making me nearly spill my beer.

"I don't know. Her sense of fashion is eh" I wave my hand dismissively

"Nah, I think she kinda looks like a sexy librarian" Mirko put her hands out to frame you in her fingers, "She also has that shy attitude that is kinda cute"

I couldn't help but look up from my beer and look. I could kinda see it now. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as she spoke. Her fingers lingered and started to twirl the strand while her other arm held her bicep.

I look back to my drink and Mirko nudges me again, "I got a deal for you, you beat me in shots then I'll do whatever you want me to do, but if you lose you gotta go talk to her and not lose her again tonight"

"Tempting. Sure you wanna sign a blank check there?" I smirk.

"Fuck yeah, let's do this" Mirko smiled.

How much I'd regret that decision.

Readers POV

I had been wandering around for what felt like forever. You'd think finding the guy with big red wings wouldn't be hard but this place was large and filled with bodies. I was also stopped about every 10 minutes by people who wanted to chat. Some were nice. Others hit on me. Smiled and continued on my journey. I found a bench in the corner deciding to take a quick rest.

I look up to see the winged hero headed my way. I stand relieved to have found him and give a smile.

"You. Dress so stuffy" Hawks seemed a little flushed.

"Are you drunk" I inquire

"I mean look at you. You literally have leggings on UNDER YOUR SKIRT" He motioned to my leggings, "and your shirt is buttoned all the way up, just...why? Are you a airplane lady?" Hawks continued.

I look confused at him and his antics.
He sighed and grabbed your shirt cuff unbuttoning it. He rolled it up to be a 3/4 sleeve and seemed satisfied doing the other one. I try to take my arm back but a chilling glare made me stop. He used his index finger and moved my chin up as he tried to undo the top button of the button up.

I swat his hand but it didn't budge and he undid the top 3 buttons, "there, my company is supposed to look relaxed. Its part of my brand" Hawks finally explained, "Now take me home. I'm...way to drunk. Mirko drank me under the table" he took to resting his head on your shoulder.

The way back wasn't bad and he just stared out the passenger window. Once back I parked his car and asked if he needed help which ended with me lugging him inside finally ploping him on the couch which he passed out on immediately. I placed a small trash can next to him in case he needed to vomit and a blanket over his sleeping form.

Hawks POV

I was still embarrassed over being drank under the table by Mirko. The month was nearly over and I had to start making my decision of i was keeping (Y/N) (L/N) on the team. My stubbornness told me no but my instincts told me I should. She was great at her work, made sure I was set each day and would even wait till I came back to clock out after patrol.

I will say after that night she dressed a bit more relaxed. I don't know if I said something to her or what. The only thing I can remember is a comment Mirko made. I currently had (Y/N) cleaning my office and I could hear the comment ringing in my head "Sexy Librarian" I couldn't help but look at her now. I started studying her attitude and reactions. If she was in her office for a while I'd sneak a feather in just to see if i could hear her voice when she answered the phone. She was a distraction at this point but I couldn't help it. I grew fixated on her. I needed her here.