As the number eighteenth hero, you had opened up your agency at nineteen, you shot off in your hero career but not well as Hawks did.

You two met at a work convention, he thought you were gorgeous and asked you out. That was when you both were nineteen now here you were twenty three and having the man of your dreams. He treated you well. Every Friday after a long day of patrolling and hero work he’d take you out somewhere, whether to dinner or just to watch a movie at his place, he’d ways treat you to something nice.

It’s a Wednesday, you’re filling out some paperwork. So focused you don’t even realize Hawks at your window. “Heyoh! Woah paperwork?? Birdy! So hard working!!” He gushes, pushing hair out of your face as you look up. “How’s my little birdy doin, hm?”