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phasechanges221b · 5 years ago

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#Thank you

May I please get a smut of RE4 Leon and an Australian GF? Where the GF always wears very short shorts because the heat of July is more humid in America than Australia? ...Sorry if it is too much....

Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x reader

Warnings: smut + wrap your biscuit, please.

Disclaimer: I’m french and even if I’m learning English for ten fucking years, it’s not perfect and I’m sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes. If English is your native language (or if you’re bilingual), I would really appreciate it if you could help me by correcting my errors. Just don’t be too harsh, please. :)

And of course, I’m sorry I made you wait so long... :(

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For sure, Leon hated Spain. How could it be great like people keep saying? The only things he saw there were: bad weather, zombies/crazy people, giants, monsters, blood, guts, etc. Nothing fantastic! Now that he was in America, a few months later, he was under the sun, in his girlfriend’s garden. He tried to help Y/N with her gardening, but he was clearly better at killing BOW’s than saving plants and flowers… And now, the pretty little Australian was just in front of him, leaning over her roses, her butt up, her short fitting closely those two cheeks he liked to grab and slap… On top of that, she chose the shorter of all the one she had. The blond could only admire the beauty of her curves, her body, on which sweat beaded and made her skin glowing under the sunlight… Delicious. Sexy. Hot. Definitely, she was all those adjectives.

He was certain she kept doing this to make him hard, because the only excuse she found was: “July is more humid in America than Australia” …

More humid… My ass! He thought. He didn’t really believe her. The only humid thing he could imagine right now was her pussy, aching for his half hard cock. His member confined in his boxers, he breathed calmly, a half-ecstatic smile drew itself on his face. His azure gazed glued on her ass… His licked his lips to moisture them and exhaled.

Saying he wasn’t enjoying his holidays would be a complete lie.

And now, he wanted to fuck her.

Exactly like he did in the morning, a wake-up sex. Exactly like he did last night. Exactly like he did every other day.

Then, he stood up from his deckchair, came closer to her and slid his calloused hand on one of her rounded cheeks. He slaped it and she jumped, startled. She turned around, to punch him in the arm.

“You scared me! Sometimes, you’re a real asshole! You know that?”

“Yes, m’am, but your favorite asshole” he retorted, with a playful smile.

“Don’t smile like that, I just want to punch you more.”

“Just like I wanna kiss you and fuck you even more…”

The Australian woman shook her head, infuriated by his words, but a light smile curling her lips betrayed her. Of course, Leon’s observer eyes didn’t miss a single movement, he knew she was only trying to resist the urge to kiss him and to ride his rod like she seems to adore.

Suddenly, he grabbed her and threw her on his shoulder, getting back in the house he left thirty minutes ago. He let her fall on the grey couch of her living room, pushed himself against her, then glided his hands under her shirt. He refused to waste time. Then, he placed a multitude of kisses on the feverish skin of the young woman, her neck with thin skin, her chest covered with a lace bra. He hurried to unclip it, while the young woman busied herself with caressing his perfectly shaped chest, his protruding muscles. Her little hands got rid of the pants he was wearing, before stroking the erection stuck in his boxers, which was waiting for one thing: deliverance. Hard as a rock, Leon could no longer bear the fabric on his member and, Y/N understood, since she took off his last garment. At the same time, he took the opportunity to remove the shorts of the Australian. The man descended his kisses on the hardened nipples of the young woman, licking them, nibbling them, tearing out sighs of pleasure and desire from his girlfriend. Finally, he started to kiss the belly of the young woman, up to his privacy covered by her black lace panties. His teeth slid her down her legs, before it littered the floor. His expert fingers slid over the private parts of the young woman, in search of her clitoris, which he tickled with fervor. His thick fingers found her hole, which they slid slowly into, before picking up speed. Quickly, she felt overwhelmed with pleasure, wanting to feel that hard cock to take her in the most primitive way.

“Leon… Oh God…”

“Didn’t know I was your god, babe” he joked.

Without wasting time, her hands wrapped around the thick cock of the blond, coming to make movements back and forth. She insisted on his glans reddened by the immense wave of desire that rippled over the man's body, then with her other hand, she tickled his balls. Eyes half-closed, he watched the beautiful girl in her acts. Finally, he removed his fingers from her pussy and offered her the control.

Now, straddling him, she leaned over his penis and kissed it, from the base to the glans. She insisted on the tip, the most sensitive part of the man. She took him in her mouth, to give him a blowjob, feeling his penis tap deep in her throat, as she tried to perform back and forth movements. With his eyes closed, his hands in the young woman's shaggy hair, he encouraged her in his movements. He felt like he was in Heaven, he couldn't deny it. Hoarse growls passed the barrier of his lips and this time he didn't care if he was a bit loud. And if someone was around, that person could smell sex in the atmosphere...

Finally, she rubbed the outstretched cock against her wet pussy, which begged him to fuck with force. But sometimes, she liked to play and to make them wait, to be sure they would be so exciting, that sex would be insane… Her wetness coated his cock who twitched, so eager to be inside of her.

“Y/N… Stop playing, come on!”

“Be patient.”

“Patient, huh? If you don’t ride my cock right now, let me tell you something… You’re not gonna walk straight for a week and when you’ll walk, people are gonna confuse you with a kangaroo!”

A smile stretched her plump lips. She just pushed his fat cock inside of her need, warm and wet pussy. A moan passed the barrier of her lips, as she adjusted to the thickness of the mast. Slowly, she began to move back and forth, before picking up the pace, while Leon was accompanying her with thrusts. Fast. Brutal.

He wasn’t joking… she thought.

But, dissatisfied despite the pleasure, the man regained control, dominating the young woman with his body pressing against his. In missionary, he pounded her with powerful thrusts for long minutes, until he found the perfect angle. The pleasure was soaring, while the young woman couldn’t help, but moan. She clung to her lover's arm, her head thrown back, panting.

Orgasm was fast approaching for both.

A few more minutes later, as Leon observed his partner's facial expressions, excited and narcissistic that he was the reason for this daze she found herself in; the vaginal walls of the young woman tighten his cock. Several times. She moaned louder. She was holding back from screaming. He, too, saw himself reaching nirvana. He closed his eyes, the pleasure so intense, as groans of pleasure joined Y/N's vocals. His sperm sprang up and covered the walls of the woman.

“Damn…” he whispered before he pulled out.

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phasechanges221b · 5 years ago

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Hawks as a Teacher

Hello! I managed to post another headcanon again and this may or may not be based on real life events

He would be a ‘i-want-it-to-be-fun’ type of teacher, like he wants to have fun when teaching, crack jokes while teaching and he make sure that his students also enjoy his subject.

Defiantly cracks joke about some sappy quote of broken hearted people, student’s love life or any flirty jokes.

Of course the whole school swoon at him for his looks, his soothing voice whenever he speaks, and his laid-back attitude.

He doesn’t give a lot of activities on students bc he doesn’t want to put them on/more stress on them.

Bribes his students by adding point to their grade if they don’t want to participate.

You sleep in his class? he takes a picture of you while you’re asleep and send it to your group chat.

When you and your classmates are taking quiz and the whole classroom is quiet and focusing at the quiz you better have your guard up, because if not Hawks will randomly smack his table very loud to remind the remaining time left, causing all of you to flinch.

“….”

*SMACK*

The sudden loud noise made all of the students flinch

“You have 10 minutes left, class” Hawks informed his students with a smirk, liking the reaction they let out.

The room filled with mixed reaction of the students with them chuckling, sighing, and whining at their teacher’s weird antics.

He won’t give his students a lot of school activities but he does a bunch of quizzes.

He doesn’t give homework, but he will make you and your classmates write a ton of notes about the topics of your lessons and will record it as an homework.

Purposely enters the classroom late, sometimes with a coffee in his hands.

Will probably make offensive and provocative words, just to get a laugh at someone’s reaction.

Other times he will task your classmate to buy him coffee or food (with his very own money of course), and he won’t start the class until the student returns with his coffee or food.

There are times he will buy a bunch of snacks and he will go around the classroom giving his students snacks.

He gives his students many days for their submission at his projects.

If his fellow colleague flirts with him, especially if they’re old and already married, he’ll d i p real quick. Cause he doesn’t want to have any affairs at all.

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phasechanges221b · 5 years ago

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Thank you! You are one of my favorite writers!

10:20 PM

"Y/N," Jisung moans as you massage his growing bulge. "Not here. Let's w-wait till later."

"But baby," you pout unbuttoning your school uniform shirt, revealing the lacy royal blue strapless bra. "I want you so bad. I want to feel your cock stretch me out as you ruin my pussy inside out while I chant your name at the top of my lungs. Doesn't that sound nice, Sungie?"

"Fuck," he curses under his breath. "Fucking god."

You smirk bitting your lip, reaching behind your back to unclasp the bra, letting it fall to the floor. You place your hands on your breasts playing with your nipples because you know how much Jisung loves your breasts.

"Please Jisung?"

You hear him mumble a 'fuck it' before he pulls you into a messy but passionate kiss. Teeth clash, tongues collide and clothes came off in a matter of seconds.

He gently sets you on a desk. Giving himself a few pumps before slipping on a condom. He spreads your legs, slipping his index and middle finger in to your entrance to get you ready.

"So wet," he moans taking his fingers out and wrapping your legs around his torso. "Ready babe?"

"Fuck me, Jisung."

He lines his cock to your entrance, easing into you before thrusting into you at a steady pace.

"Jisung," you moan cupping his cheeks, giving him a sloppy kiss. "Just like that."

"You feel so amazing," he moans against your lips. His grip tightening on your hips. "Mine."

"All yours, my love."

All heard in the classroom is skin slapping, moans and curses, and the exchange of sweet "I love you's."

"Fuck, babe, I'm gonna cum," Jisung moans in the crock of your neck, speeding up his pace, now pounding into you.

"Cum with me," you say throwing your head back as you feel your orgasm approaching.

A few seconds later, both you and Jisung reach your climax; chanting each other's name like a mantra. He stops for a brief moment before he slowly thrusts back into you to ride off both your highs.

"I love you," he whispers in your ear. "Always remember that."

"I love you more," you whisper back. "More than you'll ever know."

He turns to face you. Cupping your cheek, he kisses you passionately. For a moment you felt your head spin. God, you love him so damn much. He's truly your soulmate.

"We should get dressed," you stated. "I think it's almost time to go back to class."

"Can't we just stay like this all day?"

"Unless you want someone walking in and seeing both of our bare asses, I suggest we get dressed," you chuckle.

He groans, slipping out of you. He takes off the condom, grabbing a tissue from the teachers desk, rolling the condom up before disposing of it in the trash bin.

You both began to get dressed back up. When you both are done, you two are about to open the door to leave. That is, until the door opens, and the teacher walks in.

"What are you two doing here? I don't have you guys until next period. Out!"

He shoo's you both out the class before closing the door.

"That was close," Jisung says grabbing your hand intertwining your fingers together as you walk down the hallway. As on cue, the bells rings signaling lunch is over and it's time to head back to class.

"Wanna come over to my place later?" He ask. "We can cuddle and watch your favorite movies."

"Are you sure that's all we're going to do?" You tease him. "You don't wanna do other things?"

He smirks wiggling his eyebrows at you, making you laugh, and placing a kiss on your temple after. "Whatever you want, princess."

He drops you off at your class. Sending you off with a passionate, wet kiss.

"I'm gonna marry that girl someday."

For @phasechanges221b I am sorry this took forever. I was uninspired for a long time until this idea popped into my head. I really hope you enjoy the story and again I am sincerely sorry this took forever. Thanks for requesting. Request are now back open! 💕

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phasechanges221b · 5 years ago

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This is some cute shite

Hello, dear, firstly, I have to say that you are so talented and kind, I love everything that you've written so far. Really one of the best bnha writing blogs for me! Now for the ask, can I request some headcanons with Aizawa who is attracted to a fem nurse or doctor who is working with Recover Girl at the medical office at UA? (please excuse my English and any mistakes, not a native speaker) Have a nice day and take care of you!

Yoo surprise, I’m alive! And I’m coming back with a story about our favourite hobo.

*Internal screaming* Thanks for your kind mesage! I am so flustered right now I dunno what to say…I hope you keep on enjoying my blog as much as I love creating content for you.❤️

(No worries, my English sucks hard too lol.)

Bless you, sweet Anon!

I’m sorry it took me so long, but I really like to rather take my time and make the story good than rush it just so I can post it fast. :)

This will be a rather long one (almost a fanfiction xD), since your ask came in when I hit 150 followers, and I’ve got plenty of ideas, hehe. Hope you enjoy!

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Since Mr. Principal knew about All Might secret for a long time, he worried about the consequences his worsening condition would bring with it. So U.A. decided that they needed to improve their security measurements. To prepare their students for what’s to come after All Might would retire, they wanted to train them way harder than before.

Yet if they want to implement their plans, they’d also need to expand their medical ward, so their students can be healed to the best of the school’s ability when injured - may it be in training or after a serious fight. They can’t expect Recovery Girl to do all the work by herself, after all.

Working at U.A. has always been your dream - whose wasn’t? But they’d always tend to only have a small team of long-trusted employees, minimizing the risk of inviting traitors into their ranks. You’d already written off your dream and started working at a local hospital. Working there was actually pretty nice, yet you felt like you couldn’t use your quirk to it’s full potential. At many terms in everyday-life, quirks got restricted and their use was bound to many laws. Everything that had to do with hero work, however, would be way more liberal to the individuality of quirk-use.

So as soon as you discovered that the hero-school of the workd was searching for an assistant nurse, you’d apply right away. And of course your quirk was of great interest to them: When injecting your own blood into another person, you could heal almost any injury. The more blood you used, the stronger and faster the effect. About half your bodies blood was needed to heal common fatal injuries - yet losing this much blood would get you into a life-threatening situation yourself. So healing those kind of injuries needed much preparation, since you needed to recieve blood transfusions yourself right away. However - just draining your blood and storing it for later use would not work, since the effect wears off only a short time after it was drained from your body.

Even though your chances were pretty high from the start, when Mr. Principal sent you the holographic message, saying that your biography-check as well as your abilities are worty to make you become one of U.A., you fell right from your chair, jumping around your room while doing whoops of joy.

So right after you got yourself the exceptional hero-license (Meant for people who cannot fight, but save lifes with their quirks. Only allowing you to use it at such circumstances and giving you access to destroyed areas and such.), you could start off your first day as a new person - a rescue hero!

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This was one of the rare mornings where you were actually wide awake and motivated from the start. Being a bit early, you decided to take the long way through the park, enjoying a little silence before the turmoil starts - maybe even seeing a little cat. At 6:30am you didn’t expect many people to be already up, except for a jogger or two.

…The last thing you expectedwas this weird man that lied on a park bench, snuggled up into a sleeping bag. “A homeless?” you asked yourself while slowly approaching him. It was still pretty cold outside, so you could see his breath clearly as white fog. “Mhh, I still have time, so…” you mumbled to yourself, while turning around and going to the next bakery.

When coming back, you’d kneel down, your face close to the man’s - to check if he was all right. “Uh, excuse me…” you stuttered. His bloodshot eyes opened, looking at you with a rather annoyed expression. “What is it? I’m trying to sleep.”

“B-but it’s too cold to be sleeping out here! Don’t you have a home to go to?” “Of course I do” the man replied, slowly peeling himself out of the sleeping bag and sitting down on the bench, yawning.

“I’m just done with my shift and need to go to my second job soon - going home would waste too much time. I thought I could get a snatch of sleep here.” He wondered why he even bothered explaining it to you, but you seemed like a good person. “Oh, sorry…I didn’t want to bother you. I was just worried.” “Don’t mind it” he sighed. His voice was rather monotonously, and his face only showed a blank stare. You couldn’t really read his emotions, and it made you pretty uncomfortable.

“Wanting to help others without being asked is a honourable trait, overall.” You sat down next to him, holding a cup in front of him. “What’s that?” “Coffee from the bakery down the street. I thought you needed something to warm yourself up.” He took the cup, staring at it distrustingly before finally taking a sip.

Suddenly, you jumped up after looking at your watch. “Oh! It’s already 7:15am! Sorry, I need to go!” “Whatever” he mumbled disinterested, “Thanks for the coffee.” “No problem. Take better care of yourself, please!” “That’s none of her concern” he thought. “What an annoyingly kind woman.”

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It was still kinda early, but you didn’t want to be late at your first day. Wandering through the streets, you caught yourself still thinking about the man in the park. He was dressed rather shabby, his clothes completely black - only a white scarf profecting him from the cold. His long hair was messily hanging over his face, and his chin was covered in beard stubbles - probably messily shaved. All in all, he looked really scuffy. Yet somehow he was pretty attractive. Weird.

Just now you realized you forgot to ask his name, wondering why it even bothered you. “What am I thinking? This guy was really weird! And he didn’t even seem to be interested anyway.” You tried to clear your head as you took another sip of your coffee, wanting to think about more important things.

When arriving at U.A.’s school gate, Recovery Girl already awaited you. “You must be my new assistant. It’s really nice to meet you!” “The pleasure is all mine!” you replied instantly while shaking her hand. “You have always been a huge inspiration for me!” “Oh my. No need to be so formal. We’re partners from now on. Come with me, I’ll show you the building.”

Your first hours of work were pretty quiet. Recovery Girl would show you the most important rooms and handing over a building plan to you, in case you get lost. The office was pretty much built like back in your hospital, even using the same medical toold and meds. It was pretty easy to get the hang of where to find everything in the office, and how to fill out important documents. Recovery Girl was really pleased about how quick you learned and how much effort you put in from the first second. Except for a few studends that fought each others in the short break, there were no injuries to treat. The practical lessons were held at afternoon after all, the first hours were normal high school subjects.

At lunch break, you’d sit with Recovery Girl in the teacher’s lounge, introducing yourself to the other teachers. Everyone welcomed you really heartly, especially Present Mic. He loves everything new, so he’d come to sit with you - talking to you without leaving a chance to reply. When you told him that you’re a huge fan of his radio channel, he already declared you friends for life.

Suddenly the door opened, and the person coming in was no stranger to you. “You!” you blurted out while pointing at the grumpy old man, “The sleepy man from the park!” His eyes widened a little, you weren’t sure if out of surprise or annoyance. “Oh. It’s you again” he grunted, not seeming to care much. “So this is the second job you talked about?” “Obviously.”

Mic seemed way more interested in your relationship. “Shouta, you know [___]?” “Yeah. She woke me up when I was sleeping in the park. What a bugger.” You blushed in embarassment “Sorry…” Hizashi ran over to his friend, snapping on his forehead. “Didn’t I tell you it’s dangerous to sleep outside when it’s that cold? You should at least thank her for helping you!” “He already did! It’s no problem…” you said shyly. He looked over to you, realizing that he made you feel uncomfortable.

Approaching you, he reached out his hand while saying “So you are the new nurse? Fits you. I am Aizawa Shouta…Looking forward to work together.” Everyone else were suddenly quiet, staring with open mouths that Shouta actually approached a person first. You didn’t realize because you were focuced on Aizawa, but Mic grinned widely at his friend. Taking his hand, you replied “Hello, Aizawa-kun. I’m [___]. It’s also nice to meet you!” You looked at him gently, but he already turned around and lay down in a corner, covered in the yellow sleeping bag from back then. “He looks so cute…” you thought.

“Aren’t you going to eat?” you asked quietly, but Mic smirked as he lay his hand on your back. “He’s using every opportunity to sleep. Even I don’t know when he finds the time to eat something.” He laughed loudly, Aizawa just sighing and showing you guys his back. “The people here are pretty…special, but they are also really nice” you thought, happily starting to eat as Mic kept on talking.

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Recovery Girl wanted to go to her office a bit earlier, telling you you could stay a bit longer to get to know everyone. After the break was over, you tried to make your way back to the office. “Dang it, where did I put the building plan?” you thought, mumbling a few course words as you nervously searched all of your pockets.

You almost have up, wanting to look for the next person who could help you, but the hallways were empty. Suddenly, you felt someone standing right behind you. As you turned around you looked right into those bloodshot eyes again, his body being just a few inches apart from yours. Startled, you screamed and fell to the ground. “Tz. You’re too loud.” he said, helping you up. You couldn’t hold your face from getting red.

“Sorry…You were too close.” “What are you doing here anyway? Your office is in the other building.” He stared at you, still not even the slightest change in his experession. “I-I kind of got lost…” He sighed, turning around and going. After a few steps, he’d look back to you and say“Are you coming now? I don’t have all day.”

You were a bit confused. Did he want you to come with him? But he had to go to his class, didn’t he? “You’re too slow” he muttered, taking your hand and pulling you after him. “Just come with me.” You heard him talk something like “What a pain” and “I could be sleeping right now” under his breath, but you were too focuced on his warm hand tightly holding yours, while the two of you went down the hallway. Actually, you wanted to keep at least a little bit of your dignity, but damn, that man was hot.

After a minute or two, you’d ask him about the other teachers, how long he was working here, his and the other’s quirks and other things that came to your mind. He answered all of the questions very detailed, but didn’t seem to want to talk much - not even looking at you once. So you just stopped talking after a while.

Yet a short time of silence passing, he finally looked at you, asking “So, why didn’t you try to become a hero?” He expected some kind of sad story of you trying and failing many times, having wasted your time. “People are so naive and sentimental…everyone’s the same” or so he thought.

What a weird question to ask. Isn’t it obvious? “I have always been pretty clumsy, and my body is fragile - so I’m not really suited for battle. My quirk was made for this profession, and like it. I wanted to spend my life helping people, and I found another way to do so. I guess that’s just about it.”

“Huh. That’s a pretty logical way to deal with it. I didn’t expect you to be one to judge situations right.” You sulked. “As a nurse, I need to estimate situations quick. I may get easily frightened, but when I need to help someone….a switch in my head goes off. I can remain perfectly calm, then.” “I see. You’re pretty capable.” You heared him whisper to himself: “There’s nothing worse than a dream ending midway through.”

Standing in front of recovery girl’s office, you examined his face to find out what you found so oddly attractive about this man. “You can release my hand now” he said without even batting an eye. You blushed in shock, shouting “Oh! Sorry. I was just thinking about…” “Doesn’t matter. Bye.” “Yeah, thanks…” He was a weird combination of being kind and a completely asshat. But his open, straightforward manner had something trustful to it.

“Where have you been?” Recovery Girl interrupted your thoughts while opening the door. “I’m deeply sorry!” you said seriously while bowing down in apology. “I lost my building plan!” “Ah, you poor girl. Come in first, it’s not much to do at the moment. I’m making us a hot chocolate!” She was like a sweet grandmother, making you feel comfy whatever may happened. Immediately, your frown turned into a cheering smile. “That sounds great, thank you!”

As the two of you sat at the staff room of the office, she started the conversation: “So, how did you find the office, then?” “Oh, Aizawa-kun escorted me here.” “I see. He seems to have taken a liking to you.” You start to giggle, blushing a bit. “I doubt it. He’s pretty cold towards me. It that’s how he treats his friends, I don’t want to be his fioe.” “Ah, it’s just the way he is. But the fact that he’d take his time to help you instead of wanting you to do it yourself is pretty rare.” It really made you think, though you wanted to do your work like a professional, not thinking about guys.

“Let’s better change the topic. It’s our first day together, and I have so many questions to ask you!” “That’s nice, and I’ll answer all of your questions on our way.” What did she mean? Did you miss something? Reserved, you dared to politely ask: “Our way? To where?” “I wanted to tell you earlier, but well - you got lost. I just wanted to go searching for you. ” You looked ashamed, wanting to apologize for the inconvenience, but she just put on a smile and kept on explaining. “Since there’s nothing much to do here, I’d like you to come to the hero-hospital with me. We’re of more use there, and when the school needs us, they’ll be calling.”

To your discomfort the first thing you thought about was that you were kind of sad about not being able to bump into Aizawa again, but: Working with Recovery Girl at the hero’s hospital?! No way it can get any better! “It’s an honour!” you cheered, immediately jumping up from your chair and packing your stuff.

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The next day, you and Recovery Girl already were well-attuned. The work at school and the hospital was too much fun, and you really wrapped up into life as a rescue-hero. All the teachers were so nice and complimented your abilities, and the students were so endearing. You surely could get used to this way of life! Yet there was one thing still bugging you somehow…

At lunch break, you’d bend over the already sleeping Aizawa, calling his name. He groaned as if someone would have tried to kick him in the guts, but you stayed. “What’s the deal with you?” he snarled. “I thought I could give you something as “thank you” for helping me out yesterday!” you said proudly, as you lifted the little box, packed in a little towel in friont of his face. “What’s that for?” he asked, his upper body being halfway up again, leaning against his forearms.

“It’s a meal for you! I like to cook anyway and it isn’t such a big favour, so I hope you’ll take it.” He stared at the little box as if he didn’t know what to do with it. “Thanks” he mumbled with a still surprised expression, opening it as you sat down on the floor next to him and starting to eat yourself. “Enjoy your meal!” you cheered, being happy to finally see some kind of emotion on his face. As he took one bite, he seemed quite sceptically. “Tastes pretty good.” he smacked. “I’m happy to hear that!”

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It’s been a few weeks now, and as time flew by, you and Recovery Girl became even better partners. She was a motherly figure to you, and you trusted her with your whole heart. You didn’t even need to communicate with words most of the time - 90% of all cases you aggreed on the same therapy.

You didn’t see a majority of the teachers most of the time, yet All Might came to visit you at your office in the short breaks, having some small-talk. Mic and you lived in the same apartment tower, ironically (you’ve never recognized him in his civillian clothes) and he started to visit you for brunch every weekend. The two of you grew to become very close friends, but he mocked you about obviously having a crush on his best friend.

Regarding Aizawa - you couldn’t seem to make sense of him. The seemingly misanthrope prefered solitude, that’s for sure. Yet everyone thought very high of him, and you knew why. He was kind of awkward and gruff, of course, but even he cannot deny that he cares for the people around him. Why wouldn’t he even become a hero if it didn’t? He cared for the safety of his students and friends more than anything. (Even though he liked to deny that, making excuses like something about it’s just his duty and such.) He also loves cats as much as you, and has at least some kind of humor - even if it’s horrible. But you laughed every time, anyway. At first he seemed rather lazy to you, but he analyzes everything and works very hard to make up individual training plans for each student. He really believed in them, and put all of his energy in nurturing them. You always wondered what he’d do in his free-time, but you thought id’t be better if you don’t ask (since you had the feeling it would only include sleeping anyway).

Somehow you stuck with bringing him dinner every lunch break, eating together and the two of you taking a nap - you on the couch in the teachers lounge, him in his sleeping bag on the floor. Sometimes you felt like someone was watching you while sleeping, but you ended up thinking it was just your imagination. From time to time, you’d watch him doing some paperwork or working on his laptop, and he’d even explain to you what he’s doing.

He is kind of amazing, doing all this work together with his hero duty, you thought. At some point he had the idea of you giving first-aid and crisis intervention lessons to the class, since heroes also need to treat injured and traumatized people when first arriving at an emergency. The children were so pure and wonderful, you loved everyone of them with all you got.

After All Might had a rather harsh training lesson again, your regular patient came to visit you again - Midoriya. “What happened this time, sweetie?” “I-I’m sorry, [___]-sensei! I wanted to show All Might that I can control my power better, but…I snapped.” He changed his expression from nervous to depressed, facing the ground and muttering dark thoughts like he often did. “It’s no use, I guess. No matter how many times I scold you, you’ll never stop chasing your dreams.” Tears filled his eyes as he looked at his broken arms. ”But I guess your resolve is also something good.” He looked up again, staring at you with his bright, believing eyes. You pet his head, saying “Become a good hero for me, yes?” “Sure, I promise, [___]-sensei!”

Shortly after Midoriya was fully healed and left your office, Aizawa would come to visit, what he usually never did. “Hey, Aizawa-kun. Is everything ok with you?” “Mh? Oh, yes. I wanted to talk to you about something.” Even though you spend much time together, you barely even talk. You’re still nervous around him. “S-sure! What is it?” “I don’t want you to heal Midoriya any more.” Your stuttering vanished, starting to get protective over this pure aspiring hero. “Huh? But why? Thats sounds pretty harsh.” Aizawa sighed as he sat down, leaning his head againt his hand. “This boy will never learn any other way. If he keeps on relying on you guys to heal him, he won’t make any progress.”

You looked out of the window for a while, searching for the right words. Aizawa found himself staring at the contures of his face, your shining eyes hypnotizing him before his look got stuck on your lips while you talked. “I…I guess I can’t help but see a bit of myself in him. You know, I tend to overdo it many times, too - using too much of my own blood and ending up needing medical attention myself.” His eyes widened in surprise, but he didn’t mock you or made any comment, just listening.

“I think the boy has strong will. And he doesn’t want to keep getting healed. He will improve in no time, and if not…you can stil expell him, right?” Aizawa didn’t get the joke at first, but started to smirk a bit as you giggled. “Sounds logical, I think. But only heal him when he really needed to use his power. Everything recless he does has to heal itself, as a reminder to him. Would that be all right?” “Yeah, I think I can live with that.”

When he stood up to leave, you already starting to fill out some paperwork, he’d turn around, stumbling over his own words. “So…Are we meeting for lunch again?”

It was a big surprise that he’d ask that, and it made you feel very flustered. “I’d love to!” you cheered, then trying to hide your excitement again. He already noticed, though, having a wide grin on his face. When he walked away, he started to blush heavily, burying his face in his hands to make it look like he’s rubbing his eyes.

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You already looked forward to spend your breaks with him, you had to admit. He even sat next to you at the couh on the teachers lounge now, silently eating what you cooked. He stopped using his sleeping bag for some reason, the two of you just falling asleep next to each other most of the time. It happened more than enough that your body slides to the side when you sleep, your head resting on his shoulder.

It is embarassing to you, but one time you even woke up cuddling him, and unlike you thinking he’d shove you away or make a mean comment, he just stared at you and started to blush. “I’m imagining things”, you tell yourself. You can also remember a midday falling asleep on the couch alone, and when waking up having a blanked covering your body. “Ridiculous, that would rather have been All Might or something.” But why are you over-analizing this anyway?”

This break, you’d talk about his students. How interested you looked at him while he soberly explained the strenghts and flaws of each other, and how bright your eyes shined when you talked about how bright their futues are made him realize how weirdly comfortable he was around you. At some point, you picked up a book again, him telling you that at first he thought you were pretty naive, and that he never had dreamt of you being that intelligent. “Every compliment you make rather sounds like an insult” you laughed with a kinda aggieved voice. You didn’t really know if he heared it, since he already closed his eyes, sleeping sitting with crossed arms.

You sighed and tried to focus on your magazine again, when he just fell over, his head landing into your lap. You’re starting to feel warm, your cheeks turning red again. “And that idiot doesn’t even wake up? Did he do it on purpose?” you think to yourself. But he looked quite cute. Careless somehow, and satisfied. You can’t resist but to get the strands of hair out of his face, carefully petting his head. Just at that moment of course, All Might and Mic got in, their eyes widening in excitement just like with little kids or people watching a dumb romantic show. Yet they didn’t make any noise, just holding their thumbs up and going back out again. Idiots.

He woke up and wordlessly looked up to you, still residing on your lap. “Did you sleep well?” you smirked at him with a caring, yet mocking look. He covers his head into his scarf and grumpy mutters “Sorry…” “No problem at all!” you responded within the blink of an eye. He seemed even more sleep-drunk than usual, at first not being able to hold his balance when sitting up. You’re touching his shoulders a bit to support him, until you realize how close your faces are. You just look at each other for a few seconds, his glimpse wandering down to your lips. Suddenly, he startled up and leaped towards the door. “I’m already late, sorry.” he says, with his usual grumpy voice. Somehow you felt…disappointed.

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Afterwards, he tried to act as normal towards you as he could. But the feelings that emerged inside of him were bugging himself - they were fogging his rationality. He actually wanted to avoid you, but also just felt so attracted to you that he always found himself hanging around with you again.

Yet you also didn’t have the courage to make the next step - you weren’t even sure if he was really interested in you the way you are in him. When did you even start to have those feelings for him? It was all so confusing, so for the time being you just enjoyed his company and did the best for your work.

It was already summer, and for the time being, it was rather calm. When you haven’t had duty at the hero-hospital, you’d stay at the school’s office.Sorting some documents, having some talks with troubled students and curing some minor injuries. Just when you asked yourself if Aizawa and his class are having fun at the rescue training they did on this day, Recovery girl teared open the door. “[___]! Prepare everything for two operations!” “What?! What happened?” Your heart began to race even before you knew it, but you had a bad feeling. As Recovery Girl got out her words, you felt like your heart stopped. “Villains attacked the training…Aizawa and Thirteen are severly wounded.”

Tears filled up your eyes as your face stood still in shock, but you tried to pull yourself together. They needed you now. “I’ll prepare everything. Please, relay on me!” Placing all the utensils and the anesthetic on the table after you disinfected everything, you stood at the empty office - just waiting. You felt empty inside and thought you could vomit every moment because the worries weighted too hard on your heart. But that was the life of a rescue hero, wasn’t it?

Finally, the injured were transfered to your office. As you saw Aizawa lying on the stretcher, you broke down completely. “SHOUTA!” you screamed, running over to them as you bowed over him. You started to cry, the others just watching you pitying. Mic rubbed your back and helped you regain your cool with a few kind words. “Thanks, Hizashi. It’s all right. You’re the best.”

“[___] will assist me with the operation. Aizawa’s head-injuries have priority, and after we’ve treated his shattered arms, we’ll stitch up Thirteen’s back. The children already did wonderful first aid, so everyone will be fine. Please, calm down you guys” Recovery Girl said, trying to mimic a cheering voice.

Thanks to your ability, no one stayed in a critical condition for too long. Afterwards, you sat next to Aizawa’s bed for a while, being connected to blood transfusion yourself. You had to use lots of your blood to help Aizawa, Thirteen, All Might and Midoriya, yet it would need a few more uses until they were fully healed. “You’re so cool, Aizawa…” you stated, gently holding his hands - when suddenly, his fingers began to twitch.

“Aizawa?! Are you awake?” The only respond was him groaning with pain while slowly opening his eyes. “Don’t move too much, you’ve just been operated.” “How…are my students?” You smiled. It was so endearing how he cared about everyone. “Except for Midoriya, no one is injured. But it’s nothing bad. Thirteen and All Might are at a stable condition, too.” “I see” he said, sighing in relief. “That’s good.”

“So…you saved me.” “Nono! It was nothing serious, and Recovery Girl did most of the work, so -” “Thank you” he said with a serious tone in his voice, trying to hold his hands to your cheek. You supported his hand, pushing your cheek softly against it. “Your arms are still broken, dummy.” “My situation is of no concern.” “It is…at least to me” you scolded him. For the first time, he didn’t avert his gaze after a while, instead looking at you without a beak from between his bandages. He blinked pretty often, due to the pain in his eyes. “You should sleep. Rest your eyes at least.” “But I expect you to be here when I wake up.” You smiled. “I will.”

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You went to the other room where Midoriya, All Might and Thirteen layed. Thirteen was still asleep, but stable. Midoriya and All Might already thanked you way too much, apologizing over and over again. You told them to rest for the time being, and lay down on a free bed next to Aizawa yourself, waiting for the blood transfusion to finally be done. Recovery Girl was dealing with the other patients meanwhile. The other teachers almost died out of sorrow, yet they tried to not bother you very much. After checking on you and the others once, they wanted to let you guys rest.

When you woke up, Aizawa stood next to your bed, this time Recovery Girl covered his arms completely in plaster cast. “Are you insane?! Go back to your bed!” you yelled, almost throwing over the I.V. pole while standing up.

“I can deal with it. Don’t worry - that would be illogical.” His statement made your concern transform into anger. You started to softly punch against his chest, yelling “I can’t help it! Seeing you like that made me so…sad. I don’t care if it’s illogical, of course I worry about you, you idiot!”

Slowly looking down to you, seeing big tears running down your cheeks while tightly hugging him made him feel…what exactly? He noticed this irrational feelings emerging again - he couldn’t surpress them anymore. “I’m sorry” he whispered, while trying to take a part of his scarf between his casts to wipe your tears away. Actually, he never expected you to have feelings this strong towards him. It overchallenged him, since he wanted to comfort you but didn’t know how. Even though he helped many people calm down when rescuing them, he couldn’t keep his cool at this moment. He wanted to hug you back, but his casts held him back.

Suddenly, you got embarassed, backing off again. Your head shining brightly red, you wanted to apologize for your unrestrained behaviour. “Umm…Aizawa, I -” You couldn’t finish your explanation, since he embraced you quickly into a long kiss. His lips felt so good touching yours - all of your negative feelings just faded away. When he’d finally let go of you again, he’d go back to his sassy self, grinning widely. “Aizawa? I thought we were at first name already” he grunted.

He heared?! You thought he was passed out back then, and it just slipped out of your mouth in the heat of the moment. Your head was spinning. Did he just kiss you?! You felt like you could faint, still holding tightly onto him. But the fear of losing him was greater than the fear of being rejected. Softly kissing him back, then poking his stomach, you teased: “Go back to bed, you idiot.” “Just when you lay down next to me” he mumbled, heavily blushing. Is he still fuddled because of the pain-killers? “Come on, I’m tired.”

Lying down next to him, you felt very happy, yet slightly uncomfortable. But he just started talking. It was obviously the pain-meds speaking here. “Usually I’m not one for physical contact, but being with you always made me feel something I can’t quite explain.” “It’s okay, Aizawa. You need to rest now.” As the two of you lie down next to each other, he leaned your head against yours, his soft voice whispering: “But, [___], I like this feeling. I don’t want it to go away.”

You cuddled up to him, still not knowing what to say. “So..you’re saying you like me?” softly smiling. “Don’t reject me now, I’m sick” he mumbled, falling asleep already. “But yeah, probably.”

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Later on, youhad to laugh when you thought about how Recovery Girl would scold you for sleeping in the same bed as a patient, being not hygienically and such. But you also saw how happy she seemed to be for the two of you. To treat you a bit, she’d assign you with nursing Aizawa.

The next days, you’d have to nurse him as good as you could, but he already wanted to go to work again, even though he could barely even walk a few steps. Yet when it came to you, he accepted help. Actually you enjoyed being so close to him, since he got rather distanced after his half-drugged confession.

When lunch was delivered, you’d have to feed him. He couldn’t hold a spoon or anything else with his casts after all. “Say ahh” you mocked when holding the spoon to his face. He looked annoyed, but opened his mouth after mumbling how annoying you can be sometimes. You didn’t want to push him, so you would not force any physical contact.

“I need to look under your bandages now” you said when the medical round began, starting to remove them when he accepted. Holding his face into your hands to inspect the injuries, he began to blush, trying to avoid eye contact. “It all looks good so far!” you cheered, already wanting to get new bandages when he said “Don’t you want to look a bit closer?” It took you a second to realize, but was he flirting? You blushed anyway, softly fondling over his cheeks. “Is it okay if I kiss you?” you stuttered. “Even I know it’s a mood killer when you ask” he sighed, adding: “Of course you can.”

Since he sat down and you were standing, you slowly bowed over his face as you careful pressed your lips against his. Afterwards, you stared at him in disbelief as a small smile showed on his face. “Sorry, I thought you don’t like physical contact.” He sighed, pointing at the bed, showing you to sit down next to him.

“I don’t like repeating myself. So I just say I meant everything as I said it back then. I thought that was clear.” He tried to sound annoyed, yet layed his head onto yours while talking. “You’re so dumb, Sho.” “Sho?” “Oh, sorry…I thought it sounds cute.” He couldn’t get enough from seeing your embarassed face. It was just too cute. “It’s okay. I don’t care how I am called.”

After a while of cuddling (as well as the injuries allowed you to), you tried to make the next step. What’s there to lose? “So…you like cats, don’t you?” “Sure.” “I forgot to tell you, but a few days before, I adopted a little stray cat. She was so cute and hurt badly, I just had to take her with me.” Blushing over again, you stuttered: “…Since you can’t live alone until your casts come off…why don’t you come over until you’re well again? Just to take care of the cat when I’m at work, of course.” His eyes widened again. His feelings only made him experience wonderful things until now, maybe they aren’t all that bad.

Kissing your forehead while grinning, he said: “Well, I will be at your house a bit more often now anyway, won’t I?”

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I really need to write fanfiction one day. You guys have so nice ideas that just can’t be pressed into a short scenario! :)

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HOW TO BE DEPRESSED LESSON 101

As The World Caves In

✯ pairing: hawks (takami keigo) x gn! reader

✯ genre: angst. just angst

✯ summary: you knew what no matter how bad keigo fucked up. he would be the only one for you.

✯wordcount: 1.6k+

✯warning: angst. it’s so sad. swearing. major character death.

✯ n/a: i cried so hard writing this. it was just so hard to write because of my immense love for hawks. also read this while listening to “as the world caves in” by matt maltese! it hurts more!

sometimes, you wondered what your life would be like if you rejected takami keigo’s advances towards you. lately, keigo has been too busy for you and would leave and go under radar for weeks at a time without informing you. being with him made your anxiety shoot up at the thought of him never coming back. at the thought of you finding his body cold and decaying. at the thought of never being able to hear him call you kid again.

it’s been two weeks since you’ve last seen him. you were worried, but it’s not like it was his first time doing this. you lounged around in your pajama’s as you had a day off today. you laid on your couch as you reminisced your sweet times with keigo, wanting nothing but to be in his arms.

—-

“kEigO! you fucking DICK!” you yelled as you felt your bird brained boyfriend drop you into the freezing cold water of the lake. he was bent over laughing, clutching his stomach at the sight of you drenched and freezing head to toe. you couldn’t help but admire how beautiful he looked while he laughed. you knew about keigo’s past. you knew that he didn’t have much of a childhood, and you were the one who helped him experience things that he should’ve experienced when he was younger.

“i’m sorry kid, i couldn’t resist! you look too cute pouting at me like that” he chuckled as he walked towards you to wrap his arms and wings around your shivering figure. your scowl dropped as you snuggled your face into his warm chest, relishing this moment with your boyfriend.

“hey keigo? are you gonna leave me again?” you questioned as you tilted your head up to peek at his face, catching him grimace at your question. you already knew the answer. you decided to push your negative thoughts out of your mind and just live in the present with keigo.

“you know i don’t like leaving you kid, but i have to. it’s my job, it’s our job. don’t worry about me, i’ll be back before you know it” he comforted as he pressed a loving kiss onto your forehead.

you just nodded and hugged him tighter, feeling your hot tears threaten to overflow and cascade down the apples of your cheeks.

you both stood there, holding each other as if it was the last time.

—-

you felt your phone vibrate on your stomach, pulling you from your daydreams. it was your agency calling. it must’ve been big if they were calling you on your day off.

“hello?” you answered getting ready to put your hero costume on.

“y/h/n! please get down to musutafu now! hawks needs assistance and nobodies available! he’s in big trouble!” they yelled.

that’s all it took for you to drop everything and run to your lover.

—-

“do you ever think we’re going to have kids in the future?” you question your boyfriend as you two watched the sunset rise on top of your building. you turned your head to look in his direction but he already had his eyes on you. you surely would have blushed if he did this while your relationship was still new. (he’s done it before)

he smiled at you and turned his whole body to face you, making you do the same. he brushed the stray hairs out of your face before cupping your cheek. he was fondly looking at you before he decided to speak.

“we’re gonna have all the kids you want kid. we can have a whole basketball team! just imagine that! we can make our own or adopt!” he giggled excitedly.

it was rare to see your boyfriend like this. most of the time he was very serious, especially during patrol as he took his job quite earnestly. the way he did his job with care and thought was admirable. sure you were in the top 10 as well, but he was number two. you strived to be like your boyfriend.

“i wanna have so many kids keigo. i wanna have a nice house, a dog, and the whole white picket fence thing. i want the whole package.” you whispered as you kissed his chest while drawing patterns on his left hip with your pointer finger.

he let out a breathy laugh and took your hand that was on his hip and placed it against his face, snuggling his cheek against it. you gently caressed his cheek with your thumb, making him sigh in content.

“i love you y/n. i love you so much” he whispered as he moved to capture your lips into an innocent kiss.

what started as an innocent kiss soon turned into a heated makeout session as keigo slipped his tongue into your mouth, rubbing his tongue against yours which caused you to let out a low moan.

you felt him pull away as he hovered over you, raking his eyes down from your glassy eyes to your kiss bitten lips.

“how about we get started on the whole baby thing?” he questioned with a smirk.

—-

you soon arrived at the scene where keigo was supposed to be. it looked like a ghost town. buildings and streets were empty as you checked for anymore civilians in the vicinity. you soon heard a loud crash a few blocks away from your current location and ran towards the sound.

—

“you haven’t been home much keigo” you grumbled as you stirred your tea in your mug. your boyfriend sighed as he felt irritated that you were bringing this up again.

“how many times do i have to say it y/n? it’s my job.” he rolled his eyes.

“don’t give me that shit keigo. i know its your fucking job. it’s my job too. but you’re leaving so often now. i don’t even know if you’ll come back alive. for all i know you could be coming back to me already cold. i’m just worried. and i don’t know where you go either. it’s just not the ideal situation.”

he scoffed. “being a hero is NEVER an ideal situation y/n. you fucking know that. oh wait, you don’t. you don’t have the same responsibilities as me because they don’t trust you enough with that shit. they’re not just gonna let a rinky dink hero take care of shit they can’t handle”

you couldn’t believe that he just said that to you. all you wanted to do was scream and yell at him. you wanted to tell him how much of an asshole he was. you want him to feel what you were feeling. instead, you just turned your back on him and walked away, not looking back to see if he would follow you.

you soon felt a hand grasp your arm and you were turned to face your solemn looking boyfriend.

“y/n- i didn’t mean that. i’m so sor-“ you grasped his hand holding your arm and pushed it off. feeling your tears finally cascade down your heated cheeks.

“i’m done keigo.” you said as you turned your back on him once more. not seeing him fall down to his knees.

you wanted to go back to him. you wanted to tell him that it was okay. and that you were both just upset. but your pride was too hurt, and so were your feelings.

—-

you felt your thoughts running a mile a minute. was that keigo? was that the villain? who was it? who got hurt?

you soon found out as you arrived on the scene, seeing your former lover covered under a pile of rubble. his once luscious wings were bent in odd angles, most of his feathers already gone.

“keigo. KEIGO! please wake up, keigo wake up please i’m so sorry keigo! please wake up birdie. please wake up” you wailed as you shook him.

“hey baby bird” he coughed as he brought his arm up to pet your head, knowing that you liked getting head pats when you were nervous.

“keigo, wait here okay? just wait i’ll go find that stupid villain and beat their ass okay?” he just nodded and let let his hands rest on his stomach.

—-

“KEIGO! keigo! i’m back! i beat the shit outta that guy and i called for an ambulance. you’re gonna be okay” you panted as you laid yourself right beside keigo’s figure.

he smiled at you and took your hand in his, rubbing smooth circles on your warm palm. keigo looked deathly pale. you sat up to inspect his injuries and saw that his jacket was soaked in his own blood.

you couldn’t believe that you didn’t notice earlier. why didn’t he saying anything? or did he not even feel it anymore?

“k-keigo? talk to me okay? stay awake baby. stay awake for me” you cried as you placed his head onto your lap. he nodded slightly and coughed out a little blood, which you gently wiped away.

“you and i are gonna make the prettiest babies one day. i’m so thankful that you came into my life. without you, i would’ve stayed lost. *cough* you made my days so much brighter pretty bird. i can’t w-wait to marry you one day” he wheezed, mustering up a smile.

this only made you cry harder.

“yes my love, we will. i’m gonna marry you kei. i’m gonna give you the family that you want. we’re gonna name our first son enji right? you’re such an endeavour fanboy. i remember when you told me that i got so upset beca-“ you cut yourself off when you noticed that hawks had gone silent.

“kei? keigo? why am i the only one talking keigo? keigo please. please you can’t leave me. keigo i love you. i’m so sorry baby. please. keigo.” you sobbed, holding his now cold body closer to yours. you heard the ambulances arriving. but it was already too late. he was gone.

“it’s always gonna be you keigo” you whispered as you pressed a one last kiss on his forehead.

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