Tiny Hawks || BNHA || Keigo Takami X Reader

Six

"Spit him out--!! SPIT HIM OUT RIGHT NOW!!" The life of tiny Hawks, has seriously taken a turn for the worst. At this point, he sort of wished that spider finished him off while it had the chance. Anything was better than this.

After an hour of searching for the now flightless wing-hero--if you could really call him that now--and being held hostage beneath that furry psycho, he's faced a similar fate to that of a mouse.

How (P/n) even managed to get him so far into her mouth baffled the teen to an extent. Wearing oven mits on both hands, she desperately tries shaking Keigo free. When that doesn't work, she frantically begs the cat to spit him out. (P/n) begrudgingly whirls around. She could care less.

The demon-cat scrunched its mouth closed. The plan was to swollow him whole; still unable to differentiate whether he was a bird, or a human. The clothes didn't exactly hint anything out. And they tasted gross.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!" He'd roar frantically, between the felines powerful jaws. (L/n) winced, "I'm trying!! Hang in there Keigo--"

She cradles the cat in her lap--being violent wasn't going to solve anything. She pats (P/n)'s back, who soon hissed maliciously. "Come on (P/n)--You gotta drop him!"

The cat threw her a menacing glare, before attempting at swollowing while she still had the chance. Keigo forces it's jaws open for a split second using his upper-body strength. It takes the cat no time to put that to a halt. The demon-cats teeth snap shut. He was just barely hanging onto her fangs before--now there was nothing to hold onto. 

"H-HURRY!!!" The wing-hero roars, faintly whimpering. He could feel his lower body slipping down the cats throat. He shuddered. His nub-sized wings fluttered, yet still the cat just wouldn't budge. 

"AAHH!! I'm trying--!! Come on (P/n)--SPIT HIM OUT!!!"

The teen winced, waiting for her jaws to losen. "Ew-Ew-Ew-Ew--" she cringed, quickly dipping her fingers into the felines mouth. She couldn't fit her whole hand in there--fearing she might hurt her. She still loved her cat. She wasn't going to hurt her. All she really did was trigger a gag reflex.

The cats eyes shot wide, suddenly hacking the bird-boy up like a hairball. His body splattered against the hardwood floor. The cat gave a snort, before stalking off; literally trampling him. He grunted in pain--his eyes wide in shock--still trying to catch his breath.

"Your cat, seriously hates me." He huffed.

(F/n) bows, tearfully. "I'M SORRY-I'M SORRY-I'M SO SORRY!!" A migraine pulsates around the corner of his head; the squeaky floor-board jolting him in the air repetitively.

"I-I got to thinking about something--I-I got distracted so easily!! I shouldn't have taken so long to find you!!" She whimpered clinging her tail to get chest. Of course it was her reckless self that got him into these deadly situations, but she always managed to help him in the end. Even if he was mad at her before, it was impossible now.

As he glances up at her, it's only then he takes the time to acknowledge her attire. She still wore a dress that revealed her entire mid-section as per usual. This dress however, held a deep hue of crimson red; appearing to be much thinner. It was probably for breathing room; there's no way the dress she wore before would allow her move as freely as she could in this.

The hems of her skirt rode up her thighs. She wore loads of bronze colored jewls. Shimmering golden pendent rested just inches above her cleavage. She was some serious jail-bait, that was for damn sure. She gave him a comforting smile, that illuminated in radiance.

"You like it? This necklace is actually apart of my old hero costume! It used to be for learning self control, but I made some tweaks. It was supposed to help me draw out weapons, but it doesn't work. Mom says I can't draw weapons until I completely change. I only ever actually used it to get in trouble though; I used to steal--Ehh...I mean I used to uhh, stash stuff away alot...haha. Neat huh?"

"The rest of this is merch. Still, what do you think?" He had to admit. Seeing her in that made him feel strange. Maybe he was being a little biased, considering she was a hot girl wearing his merch--but she looked really; really good. He gave an anxious cough, wracking his brain for a response.

"It's...nice...but aren't you being a little extra? It's only one night--"

She shrugs, "Hey!! You never know!!"

"Anyways...I-I made you something..." She taps her fingers anxiously, hanging her head. She pinned her ears back, a hint of pink dusting her cheeks. He tensed up; like his heart was going to explode any second now.

"It's for temporary use...
o-obviously--ha!" She pulls something out behind her back. It was like a tiny hang-glider. He sits up rubbing his head dizzily.

"I used the left over chopsticks from the ramen! Recycling, haha!" Her tail swished vigorously. "I used red construction paper, and folded it up so it'd at least look like wings..."

She rubs her neck sheepishly. "I know how much flying means to you. You should be able to patrol with me now without getting caught in the wind, if you pull this thing, the paper goes back see?"

She paws around with the little rubber band--her sausage paws were large enough to crush the damned thing and yet she was so delicate with it. He sighs, giving a half smile.

"Thank you, for everything. Really."

"No...I keep putting you in danger..." She sniffles; her ears twitching profusely. "But I won't anymore!" She adds. He purses his lips at that.

'Let's just hope that's true.'

Later on, as planned; they went out for patrol. (L/n) sat, perched on the roof of an old abandoned warehouse, waiting patiently for Keigo's directions. Or more specifically a distress call.

"How long does this usually take? Ugh, I'm so bored." (L/n) complains, earning a scoff from the wing-hero, wedged deep in her bra. "It's literally only been five minutes. Crime doesn't just happen, it takes patience." He explained, struggling to keep from sinking. He didn't really see a purpose in flying when she was just going to keep doing this.

(L/n) shuffles restlessly on her paws. "Keigo..." She started, chomping down on her lip.

He sighs. "What is it now?"

She hung her head guiltily. "I gotta go pee..." He facepalms. "I thought you said you went before we left, you can't seriously have to go again."

Her tail swishing ceased, as she kept her ears pinned back out of sheer guilt. "I-I just do--"

(L/n) is interjected by a shrill scream in the distance. He pursed his lips, "Can it wait? Someone needs help--you need to go save them."  "Already on it!" She retorted, before swan diving over the edge of the building.

As they started falling, their shocked screams reverberated around the curvy alleyway. He flashes wild, panicked eyes.

"D-Did you actually have a plan?! Or did you just jump off the roof for no reason?!?!"

(L/n)'s eyes shot wide. "Wh-Whaa?! There was supposed to be a plan?! You just told me to go, so I did!!" His face tinted dark blue. They both carried on screaming until landing in a dumpster with a heavy thunk. (L/n) sits up, blinking hazily, before rolling out of the dumpster. To her oblivion,  this fall caused Keigo to fall into the ground. She brainlessly bolts in the direction of the screaming.

Watching her disperse from view, Keigo gritted his teeth kicking a pebble out of annoyance. A motor-like sound could be heard, causing him to jolt his gaze around anxiously backing into the dumpster. He fumbled around for the hang-glider, soon realising she'd taken off with it. Crimson red eyes are made visible in the heavy midnight darkness.

As the creatures step into the flickering street-light spilling over a fraction of the asphalt, yowling and licking their whiskers hungrily. His face tinted dark blue, and his right eye began to twitch. Why did cats hate him so much?

"E-Easy!! W-We're all friends here right--?!" He chuckled anxiously as they pad towards him hissing. "C-Come on, you don't wanna eat me!! I-I probably taste like cardboard--" He tried reasoning with them.

Of course he should've known better than to try reasoning with animals.Their hissing seemed to intensify. Pretty soon they had him completely surrounded. He gulps back the lump in his throat; his golden brown orbs flickering with anticipation. "E-Eh?! W-Wait!!"

"(F/N)--!!!"