“DO YOU WANNA THROW HANDS?!"

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It didn't take long for me to flee away from the crowd of make up artists and photography staff when they swarmed around Hawks. Giggling women with pink cheeks and fuck-me eyes. It made me prickle with anger; not something I wanted to be around. Tokoyami followed me off into the abandoned tea room like a lost puppy; leaning up againt the counter as I made us some coffee.

“You seem agitated, (L/N). Penny for your thoughts?” He spoke up over the aggressive clinking of my spoon against the cup edge.
Do I? I'm just peachy…” I grumbled as I slid his coffee towards him. “There's nothing better than watching your dumbass boyfriend flirt with a bunch of dolled up beauties…” My shoulders had hunched and my teeth clenched together; cheeks puffed out as I glared at the steam rising from my styrofoam cup.
“My sincerest apologies, (L/N). I was unaware of your relationship with Hawks.” Tokoyami said softly as he sipped at his drink. “I'm sure his charming demeanor today is all a part of his people pleasing criteria…” Dark Shadow popped out in a puff of black; again nuzzling into my side.
“You have my attention! All of it! Undivided!” It announced; making my smile a little.

“You're a sweetheart, Shadow…” I sighed; running a hand along my (H/C) plait that fell over my shoulder. “We've only been together for a day...but we've been living with each other for months now...It's just hard to get used to, I guess…”

I'm gonna have to, though…

Just as Tokoyami was about to open his mouth to console me, a flash of something bright whipped past my face. Several vermilion feathers had gathered behind the both of us; pushing us towards the doors.
“I'm assuming that this is Hawks’ quirk..?” He coughed; swallowing a mouthful of coffee that almost spilled from his beak.
“Yep…” I said as I squirmed away from Gusty™, who was trying to press against my lips. “Get your bird lice away from me!” His quirk forced us down the hall and up a flight of stairs, which led us to one of the photography sets. Hawks was standing with his arms crossed; nose in the air.
“I'm lice free, thank you!” He huffed, but I was too stunned by his appearance to care about his attitude.

He wore a subtle, yet stylish grey T-shirt that hung loose against his frame, and his hair had somehow been tamed, to a degree. Black denim jeans hugged his thighs, and an assortment of accessories were strategically placed across his arms and around his neck; sparkling silver almost melting off into hues of red, which matched his wings perfectly. He looked like a wet dream.

“Fuck...Where's the sunscreen? I'm sweating…” I said under my breath; fanning myself a little as Tokoyami irked and Hawks grinned smugly.
“I know, right? I'd fuck me…” He chuckled; lowering his voice as he turned to strike a pose in a mirror leaning on the far wall. “I'd fuck me so hard…”

Aaaaaaand charm lost…

“Oh my gosh, Hawks, you look delicious!” My shoulders stiffened as a shrill, peppy voice sounded from the entryway, and turned to find two girls walking in with a bounce in their steps; along with their chests.
“It's sooooo good to see you again!” Both of them were blonde, tanned and busty, and their ‘work attire’ left little to the imagination.

“Yuriko! Katsuko! Double trouble!” Hawks greeted them with excitement; giving the pair a hug and making my blood boil.
“Did your biceps get bigger, or is it just me?” Katsuko; I assumed, squeezed my boyfriend’s arm, and in turn, I squeezed my nails into my palm. The flirting went on and on until, finally, Hawks seemed to realise I was ready to cut a bitch.
“Oh! Girls, this is my team!” He waltzed over and stood between Tokoyami and myself; his arms again slinging over our unprepared shoulders. “My brand new intern, Tsukuyomi, and my partner, Songbird!” It was all smiles and waves for the stoic student, but when it came to me, whoo-doggy, did I get a twin pair of glares that could have killed me dead.
“How cute! But, I thought you did soooo much better working alone…” Yuriko said as she stared at me; blue eyes chewing up my form and spitting it out on the floor. Coughing, I peered up at Hawks and gave him my sweetest, most genuine smile I could muster.

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