Hawks X Reader "Look Here Kid"

Ch 2: "Pshhh let's see you try, Kid"

The rest of the week had been hell for y/n. In the 2 years that she'd been working at Hawks' hero agency, there have only been passing exchanges and cordial conversations between one another.

But now ever since THAT day Hawks would stop by her desk to tease her on and on until she was red in the face and could practically see the steam coming out of her ears.

"Y'know I can file a sexual harassment complaint!", y/n said.

"Pshhh let's see you try Kid, don't forget I'm your superior's superior", Hawks replied smirking in her direction.

Y/n stuck her tongue out in protest.

"Aye don't stick that out unless you're planning on using it", Hawks said, still teasing her only to get several pens thrown his way, catching each one with his feathers midair.

"Well see ya later Kid", he chuckled. "I've got hero duties", he gave her a silly salute and flew out of the lobby and onto the streets. Y/n could practically still hear his laughing in the distance.

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The afternoon went by normally, she came back from her lunch when she saw an older man pace back and forth in the lobby.

"How can I help you sir?", y/n put on her best people pleasing voice.

"H-h-Hawks...where...", the man stuttered.

"Do you have an appointment with Hawks?" Y/n asked.

"M-my son didn't deserve prison...it was only a couple bank robberies", he continued.

Before Y/n could react the man seemed to have materialized a handgun.

"Sir please put the gun away, I'll get him for you". She said trying to sound as calm and convincing as possible. But the man wasn't listening.

"A-an amazing thing about my q-quirk is that I can store any medium sized object in my palms and materialize it at will....perfect for getting through security 'round here!" he said.

Y/n's palms were open in front of her to show him they were empty. She leaned forward more. "I can call him right now", she reassured.

She had to get a little closer to be able to touch him and hopefully use her quirk to calm him down until help arrived. Just a little bit closer. Sweat dripped down her temples and she was trembling so much, if only she had the ability to keep herself calm in this situation. Her fingertips barely grazed his hand when he jumped back, startled at her sudden movements.

With just the click of the gun, y/n heard it go off. All she saw was red and time slowed down, she could almost see the bullet inches away from her temple. It took a second for it to click that time wasn't moving slow at all. Red feathers surrounded the bullet and held it back from striking her. And then in one quick movement the feathers and the bullet dropped.

Hawks swooped into the lobby in a blur of red and yellow. His feathers knocked the gun out of the man's hands and landed in front of Y/N, his wings stretched all the way out to shield her from anything else.

"Careful Hawks! I'm not sure what else-", before y/n could say anything else the man materialized a bomb-like contraption from his palms and threw it in their direction. It went off in a flash of bright light.

With quick thinking Hawks moved most of his feathers to surround the bomb in a cocoon to lessen the impact. Even still, Hawks and y/n got pushed back from the force. He caught her in his arms in time and took the fall for the both of them. The feathers that shielded them from the bomb sizzled to ash. Hawks mourned for the feathers knowing it would take days to grow more, leaving him with the 'baby wings' look.

Without another warning, the man threw another bomb their way. Not enough feathers to shield the both of them, he put his body between y/n and the bomb taking the full force head on. His back steamed and fell over.

It took y/n to process everything that happened. Hawks were slumped over on the floor beside her. Fellow hero's from the agency also fought back as the man kept pulling out random weapons from his palm.

"HAWKS!!", y/n screamed. He wasn't budging at all. She screamed again but no response again.

Y/n put her fingertips on his forehead. "Don't let me down this time you stupid quirk", she said.

Her quirk activated and sent emotions into Hawks. Get up. Fight. You're not in pain. She kept thinking. Her quirk wasn't absolute in that it could completely change one's emotions and feelings, but only to influence, enhance or debuff them. And as a result she felt all that he felt in the last couple minutes and intensified them, bringing it back into himself. She pressed her fingers more onto his forehead, her hand gripping his hair until his eyes snapped open. Their locked eyes shocked y/n and she dropped her hands back to her side.

His eyes were still surprised but reassessed the situation quickly. His other fellow heros were trying their hardest to subdue the old man without harming him. He got up and created his winged blades from what was left of the feathers on his back. Thanks to the distraction from the others, he went in and attacked the man's hands, dropping the gun he was carrying. He was quickly subdued as Hawks' feathers clamped onto his wrists for a makeshift pair of cuffs. 

Y/n was relieved the situation had been dealt with, thanks to Hawks' quick thinking. Her knees buckled beneath her, her exhaustion from overusing her quirk the way she did strained her body. She tried to hold out as much as she could but fell over.

Before y/n could lose consciousness, a pair of strong, gentle arms caught her midair and heard the all too familiar voice.

"Rest easy Kid, ya did good....thank you."