The Bird and the Flame

Love

I hate being stupid. :D

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(Endeavor's P.O.V.)


     I spoke without realizing it. I don't regret it because I'd like to know what he thinks of love. I can never actually tell what he's thinking. I can't even take a guess. He stared at me for a few moments before chuckling. "Why do you ask, old man?" I sighed. "I merely want to know your opinion. Stop calling me 'Old Man'." He smiled. "Alright. I'd say for you not to laugh but I doubt that'd happen." I don't laugh often so I understand why he'd say that.


     He took a deep breath. He looked at me. "I think of love as fire." I looked at him curiously. "Fire? Why's that?" How could love be something as deadly as fire if it feels so pleasant? "Because both fire and love can hurt you."


(Hawk's P.O.V.)


     "When you fall for someone, you feel warm. You feel warmer whenever you're around that person. It's like a growing flame. When they compliment you or do something to make you feel happy, it's like you're in an oven. Your face heats up. If they hurt you, it's like adding gasoline. The fire becomes so severe that it burns. When they hurt you too much, reject you, or leave, the flame is extinguished. Love hurts and you don't realize it at the moment because you're distracted. It's only until after the one you love is gone that you feel it. When you feel the pain. Burying your feelings or trying to ignore them is like blowing air at the flame, only making it grow.. Then you just end up being hurt. Alone."


      I sighed. "Have you ever felt that way towards someone?" I looked at him with a pained smile. "Yeah, but he was taken before I could even say goodbye." I rubbed the back of my neck. "I see. I'm sorry for your loss." I messed with my wings slightly. "I've been having that burning sensation recently... For quite a while. I don't want the one I love now to get taken away from me. I want him to be safe. That's why I work so hard. I want to keep this flame going as long as I can. I keep taking on the most dangerous missions and I try to take as many I can so that he wouldn't have to. I just want him to live a good life, ya know?" He looked at me as if I said something amazing.


(Endeavor's P.O.V.)


     "You okay, Old Man?" I nodded. I hadn't expected that response. He's in love with someone. A fellow hero. I should've known that I didn't stand a chance. How could someone like me be with someone like him? It's unheard of. "May I ask who it is?" He looked at me as if it were obvious. "You don't know?? Here I thought I was being obvious about it. Take a wild guess, old man. I'll let you know if you get it right."


    Who could it possibly be? I've guessed quite a few times and none of them were correct. I sighed and looked at him. "Is it me?" He paused, not immediately turning it down like the others. It couldn't be. "Hmm.. perhaps." There's a chance? I don't understand how he could've fallen for me at all. He must be toying with me. "Am I wrong?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "Endeavor, I thought you were smart. It is you. I can definitely see how you and Shoto are related."


     I felt my heartbeat quicken. Am I dreaming? I have to be. I pinched my arm, wincing. I looked at him and he had a confused expression. I pulled him into a tight hug. "I've been having that same burning sensation. I couldn't quite understand it but I believe it's a bit clearer now. Thank you." He was silent for a few moments. "No problem," he muttered, sounding as if he were in a trance.