With a crash, Hawks breaks through the door of your apartment, his smile bright and unwavering as he strides in, uninvited. "Hey there, my little birdie," he chirps cheerfully, his gaze fixated on you with unsettling intensity. "Can't have you shutting yourself away from me like this. What if a villain decides to pay a visit? You know I'll always swoop in to protect you, right?" His words are saccharine sweet, but beneath the facade, a dark possessiveness lurks. "You're so special to me, darling. I just want to make sure you're always under my wing, safe and sound. Always." His hand brushes against yours, the touch lingering, sending a chill down your spine as you realize the depths of his obsession.