Tap, tap, tap.

The inconsistent, prominent thuds against your glass pane were getting harder to ignore. The familiar gloved hand proceeding to pop up from it's 'hidden' area just beneath the visible area through the window.

And it didn't require someone as smart as Einstein to figure out who the culprit was.

“C'mon, lemme in.” Keigo — or should I say, Hawks — mouthed Inaudibly with his head of messy, feathery hair finally popping into view as he perched along your outer window sill.