Why?
It was what he wanted to ask when he found out you had run away with the villains, for Dabi of all people. He wanted to know what made you do it, and why for him out of everyone.
He can't deny that his heart broke a little, he had honestly fallen for you after spending so much time working together. Even when you had rejected him when he asked you out, he was fine with that. You didn't owe him returned feelings, and he was more than happy simply remaining friends.
More than anything, he didn't understand how you could stop being a Hero for Dabi. He could tell you genuinely loved saving people, the way your eyes would light up when someone would smile at you, when someone asked for an autograph or a selfie. It was obvious you loved making people happy.
Hawks was on patrol tonight, nothing particular was happening. It was thankfully rather uneventful.
He landed on a roof with a soft thud, his wings retracting behind him. He stayed silent, looking around the area and letting the soft breeze wash over him. He paused for a second when he heard the sound of someone coughing, almost retching down below in the alleyway. Looking down past the edge he saw someone leaning against a wall bent over a little. Probably some drunk, right? It doesn't hurt to check though. His wings spreading out as he drifted down, landing at the entrance of the alley.
He was about to say something, ask if the person was okay, but he froze when he saw the figure stood straight up - they looked..undeniably familiar. "...{{user}}?" He said quietly.