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Preening đ„°
God another sketch in a million of these two ugh
he sees your wings for the first time
prompt:Â âyouâve got wings?!â
pairing: keigo takami x readerÂ
word count: 961
warnings: reader is kind of insecure over their wings, reader is gender neutral but keigo calls them babybird and angel like, once
genre: fluffÂ
NOTE: iâm just going to hide the fact that i fell off the side of the earth for a week, lol. to make up for it, soft hawks!!! this is inspired by a textpost i saw once AND im sorry itâs kinda short!!
you werenât always this insecure over your wings
that was until you met hawks, at least
in comparison to his large, red wings, you felt like you had nothing to offer with your, white, still-large-but-not-as-large wingsÂ
so you just decided to bind them back whenever you saw him, always wanting to impress him :(
you just felt like the wings would hold you back from that?? for some reasonÂ
truth is, your mom was behind all of this, always telling you your wings werenât good enough as a childÂ
which led you to be convinced that your wings made you less worthy than you are
every time before you hung out with hawks you used bandages to bind your wings back as well as you could and opted for baggy clothes, which just led hawks to assume you were quirkless
him thinking you were quirkless made him pick you up at random times and fly you up into the air, and in those moments there was nothing you wanted more than to spread your own wings and fly with him
hawks always thought the reason for your baggy clothes was because you were insecure over your own body, so he didnât push it too muchÂ
he did feel a bit sad when you refused to share moments of intimacy with him, simply because he thought you didnât feel comfortable with him lolÂ
usually, hawks would visit you at 9pm in the evening at the earliest, work holding him back from coming any earlier, so as of now you were curled up in a make-shift nest you created out of a bunch of pillows and most importantly, hawkâs hoodies, your wings sprawled out over the entirety of the bedÂ
it smelled like him and it was so comfortable
too comfortable
way too comfortable.
so you fell asleep
cliche
you fell asleep in a nest, wings sprawled out.
and hawks just happened to get off work early
he was so excited because he hadnât gotten off work this early in months
he stopped by the store to buy some snacks or you too before flying over to your place, letting himself in using the key you gave him after there was no response from you when he knocked on the balconyÂ
he placed all the snacks down, removing some of the outer layers of his hero costume before gently knocking on your bedroom door, moreso as a warning that heâs about to come in other than to ask for your permission to enter
when he opened the door he had to take a double-take
he froze for like, 3 minutes
you were in a nest.
a nest that smelled like him.
and you had wings.Â
after staring until he was sure he wasnât seeing things, he spokeÂ
âyouâve got wings?!â
you jumped awake, ironically proving his point when your wings fluttered and flapped, bringing you up into a seated position, eyes wideÂ
your heart was thumping in your chest, not knowing what to say
shit.
heâs going to hate me.
heâs going to hate them.
he took a step closer and you finally managed to choke out a few words, still not completely awake after your nap
â-âm sorry.. i was scared to show you-â
his brows furrowed and he sat beside you
âwhat? whyâd you be scared, babybird?â
your eyes moved to look at him, pupils dilating in a quick motion, a bird-like characteristic that he never paid any mind to
âtheyâre not as pretty as yours..â
his eyes widened and he let out a little snarl,
âbelieve me, my breath was taken away when i saw you and your wings looking absolutely angelic, whyâd you even think mine are prettier?
he subtly pulled you back down, hugging you
âdunno, my mom always said theyâre uglyâ you snuggled your face into his chest
he scoffed and started peppering your face with kisses
âangel, iâm sorry but your momâs opinion is absolute bullshit. your wings are beautiful. didnât know i got myself a cute bird partner thereâ he chuckled
you blushed lightly, sitting up âso youâre not angry at me for hiding it?â
he shook his head âof course not, i understand where youâre coming from- now, you know i got snacks right? letâs go watch movies!!â he stood up, walking to the living room where your snacks were already waitingÂ
you smiled to yourself, feeling like a huge boulder was taken off your shoulders before you followed, settling on the ground in front of him âwhat are we watching?â
âmm, i was thinking tangled?â
nodding, you turned on the tv, âi still canât believe the audacity eugene had to cut her hair that short- have some respect!â
he cackled âyouâre still angry about that?â
his fingers found their way into the base of your feathers, your wing letting out a small shudder at that - he started separating the feathers, removing fluff from between them and tidying themÂ
he wasnât even paying attention to what you were sayingÂ
âkeigo are y- are you preening me?!â
âso what if i am...â he muttered
bonus!
hawks grabbed your cellphone, shooting you a smirkÂ
your eyes were already going wide, confirming your fear when he stepped out of the balcony and yelled outÂ
âcatch me if you can!â before taking off into the air
âkeigo, if you drop it iâll kill you!â
you ran after him, your own wings spreading and flapping, chasing him in the air
you were both laughing the entire time, hawks more often than not letting your phone go only to catch it a second later, your heart dropping every single time
the next day the news were full of videos of the both of you playing around in the air.
I need a fic where its just hawks preening his wings. Like nothing sexual but I just want a calm little fic of maybe hawks and dabi or something and hawks is teaching dabi how to preen them and its slow and its polite and it makes you wanna eat the fic om nom nom nom