Flying Free: My Hero Evolution Wings of Change (X-Men/My hero crossover)

Chapter 27: Doubts

"I don't see why you're so focused on him."Scott says as he finishes making his plate in the kitchen. "All you do is spend time in the infirmary."

Jean, following behind Scott in line for dinner, smiles as she loads the plate she is preparing for Hawks with chicken yakitori. He can't miss chicken yakitori day. It's his favorite! This is sure to cheer him up.

"Jean, are you even listening to me?!" Scott demands, crossing his arms. Jean looks up at Scott disgustingly.

"Seriously, Scott? What is your problem? He's injured, both emotionally and physically. He needs all the help he can get."

"Then why not his father or someone else, why is it always you?"

Jean huffs and walks towards the door with Hawks' filled plate in her hand. She turns before leaving and looks back at Scott. "Look, I made him a promise, and I'm going to keep it. I broke one promise to him and will not break another."

With that, Jean walks out of the kitchen and storms to the infirmary, leaving Scott dumbstruck.

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Hawks' self-loathing in bed is broken at the sound of Jean's footsteps coming towards his room. While he hasn't made much progress with his wings, he has become tremendously good at knowing the rhythm of each person's walk, enabling him to predict who would be entering his room approximately one minute prior to them getting there. He quickly straightens himself up in the bed and finger-combs his hair.

His heart beats out of his chest when he hears her knock. "Keigo," she says tenderly, "I have dinner for you."

"Only one thing can make this moment better," Hawks mutters as he smells the air, "and I think today is about to get a helluva lot better." Be cool, Keigo. Don't be an idiot.

"Oh, uh, who is it?" Hawks says as "cool" as he can. Unfortunately, what follows is, well, most definitely not cool. Hawks, before being able to close his mouth all the way, chirps loudly.

That's the opposite of cool, dummy! I can't believe-

"It's Jean. I'm sorry, I can leave your food out here if it's not a good time. I was just-"

"Please don't leave!" Hawks exclaims, then slaps his hand over his mouth.

You blew it. You are such a fucking idiot. You just had to say one sentence that didn't make you sound like a complete moron.

The door begins to open. Hawks holds his breath, suddenly wishing she wasn't here, horrified to see Jean's reaction to his stupidity.

All worry leaves as he locks onto Jean's tremendous green eyes and wide, loving smile when she enters the room.

This never, ever gets old. She is so beautiful-

The smell of the chicken yakitori fills the room. Every worry seems to lift in the time/space sequence of his favorite food and his favorite woman, all coming towards him in perfect harmony.

"Man, you are an angel," he grins as she laughs and sets the tray next to his bed.

"On occasion, how about you?"

"Oh, easy. I'm a charming devil," he winks a wide, cheeky, devilish grin and they both break into laughter.

"It's great to see your smile, Hawks. I've missed it."

Hawks looks back at Jean dumbstruck, the second person in the last 15 minutes she has done this to.

"Let's get you sitting up so you can eat." She reaches out to grasp him by an arm and loosely by his back. "Easy now, move with me."