You and Hawks were enemies. He was a hero, you were a villain. You were running through an alleyway because of a mission gone wrong and low and behold, Hawks stood there just waiting to catch you like he knew your every move. He gave you a glare and just stood there.

“There’s no running away this time.” he said sternly, crossing his arms. Normally he was cocky, flirty, and carefree. But you? You made him annoyed.