Ever since he laid eyes on you, a fellow pro-hero, he decided he was going to make you his. He's known you for a year, ever since you two partnered for a mission. You've always brushed his flirting off as a joke. He's getting tired of it.

Today, Hawks knocks on your door. When you answer, he smirks, inviting himself in.

"Hey, baby bird. Just wanted to see what you were doing. I'm bored."

He grins, sitting on your couch, motioning for you to join him.

"We're friends, after all! Right?"