DekuHawks Week 2020

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#DKHKSWEEKDAY 1: Cuddle

Izuku curled further into his partner’s arms, making a contented sound as Keigo hugged him closer, bright red feathers enveloping him even further. Sure, he wouldn’t be able to see the television like this, but cuddling into this cocoon of warmth was worth it especially since he knew what was playing.

“Can’t believe I almost lost you,” Keigo murmured into his hair, snuggling closer as if that would protect his lover from being hurt once again. From outside the curtain of feathers, Izuku could faintly hear the broadcaster talk about the villain he and Kacchan had apprehended, but not without injury. Even with being healed at the hospital, his body still felt sore.

It had been a close call, Izuku could admit that to himself. But it was no closer than the times Keigo had faced and, as pro heroes, there were bound to be more in their careers. Izuku turned his head just a bit to give Keigo a kiss, hoping to dispel the dark thoughts. “You know I’ll do everything that I can to get back to you.”

Hands slid up from his waist, a faint glide against his collarbone before they tipped his head up so Keigo could give him a proper kiss. “I’ll be holding you to it Mr Number 3 Hero.”

Izuku laughed a bit, “Just you wait, next Hero Billboard Chart JP, we’ll be bringing you down.”


#DKHKSWEEKDAY Day 3: Music / Quirkless / Gender Swap

The music thrummed throughout the club, bass heavy enough Hawks could feel it in her bones. She prowled around the edges of the dance floor, golden eyes scanning to see if there was anyone interesting for the night.

That’s when a smaller body bumped into her, the giddy laughter of tipsy patrons rising from the body.

“Whoops, sorry~” the person looked up as she apologized and Hawks found herself caught in dark eyes, the exact color obscured by the low lighting. Still, they glittered and made something in her stomach flutter. “Looks like you caught me!”

Caught her, huh? “Now, does the pretty little prey have a name?”

Another giggle was her response, “Well, how about you call me Deku, and we can go from there?” Then there was a tug at her hand and an impish smile on the other’s lips. “Now, why don’t we have a dance, see where that goes?”