Imagines For My Friend 💞

Coming Home (Hawks X Star)

Name: Star

Quirk: Bubble Gum - Bubbles created from bubble gum can capture and transport people or things from place to place. Flavored gum can be manifested into unique abilities based off of the flavor. For example; cinnamon flavored gum can be manifested into fire.

Taking a sip of my water, I look outside the kitchen window to look at the sky. Purples, pinks, oranges and yellows flood through the translucent glass, painting the room around me. Soft, puffy clumps of white float past as the sun falls. Silhouettes of trees and birds fade out into the distance away from our cottage. Bits of frost line the perimeter of the window, chilling the air. I shiver, standing up to put the dishes away. Turning on the faucet, the sound of the running water calming my nerves. Work was stressful today, it was essay after essay, document after document. I could really use some real action, I miss tagging along with Hawks every once in awhile for a mission. Especially missions that require him to be away for weeks at a time... I wish he was here right now. I could use an extra set of hands to clean up this muddied little hut. I've been neglecting the place, now is a better time than ever to clean. The kitchen, the main room, the bedroom... They could all use some refurbishing. Quickly, I finish up cleaning off the dishes, placing them on a small rack to dry. 

"Alexa, play Our Playlist." 

I start by wiping down the stove in the kitchen, scrubbing down the tarnished burner modules. Slowly but surely, I can see the silver color of the iron start to shine through the grime. It was no easy task, but it was more than enough to cure my boredom. It also served as a good distraction; I wasn't thinking about work, or my lover, or my dissertation due next week. It was quite peaceful with the birds chirping in the background of the sweet music that was playing. This playlist... It has a special place in my heart. Every song makes me think of him... His kind smile, fierce eyes and alluring voice. Not a day goes by that makes me regret my choice to be with him, if anything it's the best choice I've ever made. You could even say he saved me. One after another, I can see my reflection again in the metal of the burners. From there, I wipe down the control panel. It isn't a laborious job, but it's important nonetheless. 

As I'm cleaning the panel, a very specific song starts to play. This song... I forgot we added it to the playlist. It's our favorite song. 'Do You Want to Die Together' by Stars. The melody reminds me of the sweet tone he talks to me in, the light bass is like his morning grumbles. The lyrics make me feel safe and comfortable, just like when he's here holding me in his arms. I wonder if he feels the same way when he hears it? I can't help myself, I start to sing along as I work on cleaning and polishing the house. Each time the song plays, I command the Echo to repeat it. After a few manual repeats, I don't have to say anything anymore. The song keeps playing itself over and over again, seemingly aware of it's own importance. 

I move on to the kitchen table, polishing over the tabletop and allowing the varnish to shine just as brightly as it did when we first got it. The cedarwood is still so beautiful, it really brings out authentic feel of the place. The geography of the land inspired a lot of our interior décor, especially the delicate framework within all of the furniture. I didn't want the hut to seem artificial, I wanted it to sit comfortably within the forest. Living in the woodlands was Hawk' idea, but keeping things organic was mine. A lot of our lighting is natural. At night we reply on sweet apple and pumpkin spice candles in the autumn, lavender and cherry blossom in the spring. Our home constantly smells of oak and pine due to our surroundings, but we like to add some extra aroma to it. It really is a nice touch. This table was  carved by a close friend of mine, as was the bench that came with it. The bark of the tree is still visible on the legs of the table and bench, the rings of the tree are very clear throughout the piece. It's easy to dirty up, but it's even easier to clean. Yet here I am, taking my sweet sweet time. 

I decide that I've had enough with the kitchen, as there isn't much here besides the air drying dishes and nearly empty shelves. Living in a house of two is easy when it comes to silverware and china. We rarely have guests, so there's no need for extra plates. We prefer to keep our small abode a secret, only a select few know where we live. I move on to the living room and begin to sing along with the song, the lyrics are so enchanting. I even tap my feet while I dust around on the shelves in the main room, clearing small debris from picture frames strewn about the space. 

I'm in here for a couple hours just dusting, vacuuming  and tidying up. It's getting late yet I'm not tired at all. I start thinking about calling it a night anyway until I hear another voice singing along with me. I think nothing of it for a few seconds, assuming it to be a work of my imagination. The longer it goes on the more real it is. I turn around, panicked, reaching into my pocket for a piece of gum. 

"Woah there kid, calm down would ya? It's just me."

I stop in my tracks. Standing in front of me is the oh-so-recognizable hero himself, Hawks. His burnt red wings really make his silhouette stand out. His blonde hair is a bit messier than usual. His bushy brown are raised and his eyes glisten; he's smiling from ear to ear. I don't hesitate to run towards him, tackling him in a hug.

"Hawks! I've missed you so much, what took you so long?"

Ha laughs in response, "It was a tough one, Star, but I came back for you as quick as  could."

He lifts my small frame up, spinning me in a quick circle. When he places me down again, he pulls me right back into a hug. This one is even tighter than the last; I can tell he's missed me. We stay like that for a few minutes, enjoying each others presence. It feels nice, being in his arms again. It was lonely without him here. I can't help but smile against his chest, hearing his heartbeat is comforting. We're quiet, all that can be heard are the crickets outside and the song playing in our home. Even our breathing goes unheard. He pulls away, grinning down at me. The song starts to replay once again.

"May I have this dance?"

I nod shyly, slightly taken aback by his request. He puts his hands around my waste, I return the favor by wrapping my arms around his neck. It's an odd dance to slow dance to, but at the same time it works perfectly. He leads, as I'm not the best dancer in the world. I count the steps in my head, careful not to mess up this moment. I've longed for this since he left. It's late, but never too late to dance with the handsome man in front of me. We make small talk while we dance. He tells me bits and pieces of the mission, anything he can tell me he tells me. He leaves out any details of him getting hurt, or what the goal of the mission was. I'm curious to know, just what were he and the other heroes doing over these past few weeks? The League... I hope they weren't involved. That Toga, she's dangerous. And that Shigaraki guy? Or that Dabi kid? I definitely wouldn't want to go up against them for three weeks on end. 

As the song comes to a close, Hawks dips me, holding me there for the last couple seconds. As he pulls me back upright , I accidentally let out a small yawn. He's quick to notice.

"You tired, Star?"

"I... No, no at all," I turn away from him a bit. 

He shakes his, head, letting out a small sigh, "You need rest, let's hit the hay."

"I need to finish cleaning though!" 

"No excuses," he quickly picks me up bridal style. "Come on, to bed we go. I'll help you clean in the morning, promise." 

I relax, no use in fighting him about it. He's made his mind and that's that. I hold onto him, closing my eyes and quickly drifting off in his arms. He's so warm, it's comforting. The last thing I feel is my head landing gently onto a pillow and a blanket being carefully draped over me.

"Sweet dreams, kid."