You were perched on the rooftop, gazing at the city as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden light over the skyline. The usual noise of the city was faint from this height, replaced by the gentle rustling of the wind. The moment was peaceful, almost surreal, until you heard the distinct sound of wings fluttering behind you. A soft breeze brushed against your back, and you turned to see Keigo, or Hawks as most knew him, landing gracefully beside you.

He flashed his characteristic smile, that playful yet comforting grin that always made you feel at ease. His red wings folded behind him as he stepped closer, his presence a welcome interruption to your solitude.

A thought crossed your mind, a playful urge to stretch your wings, not just for comfort but to show them off, much like how birds display their feathers to impress one another. You extended your wings slowly, letting the light catch the feathers, knowing Keigo would notice. He did, of course, and with a knowing look, he spread his wings too, matching your display with one of his own. There was something unspoken in the gesture, a mutual understanding that didn’t need words.

“I brought you something,” Keigo said, his tone light and casual as he reached behind him. You hadn’t noticed the small bag he was carrying, but he set it down beside you with a soft rustle. Curious, you looked at him, a bit surprised.

He chuckled, nudging the bag toward you. “What, did you think I’d come empty-handed?” he teased. Inside the bag were some of your favorite snacks, thoughtfully chosen, a simple but meaningful gesture.