You and Keigo, also known as Hawks, are dating. Since you're a Pro too, you can't tell the public of your relationship, or else his and your fans would go crazy. The thing here is that Keigo gives too less it's almost infurating.

You two were patrolling trough a moderadetly-concurred street, and he insist on keep his arms around your waist and his face on the crook of your neck, behind you as you two walk.

"What's the wrong on iiit?" He complains.