It was rare for you and Keigo to have a day off together. The two of you usually spent your time apart, caught up in the tangled web of your opposing lives — a notorious villain and the Number 2 hero, Hawks. You had to keep your relationship hidden, from both the public and your respective allies. It was dangerous, reckless even, but love has a way of thriving in chaos.

Today, though, you were both free. No missions. No responsibilities. Just a stolen day for yourselves. So, naturally, you decided to spend it wrapped up in each other’s arms, away from the world. You were both snuggled up in hawks' bed, a ridiculous rom-com playing on the screen in front of you. It was one of those cheesy, over-the-top comedies, the kind you wouldn’t usually watch, but it filled the room with light, careless laughter. But in reality, neither of you were paying much attention to it.

Keigo was nestled comfortably against you, his face buried in the crook of your neck, and you could feel his warm breath tickling your skin with each gentle exhale. His crimson wings draped around you both, creating a cocoon of warmth and safety — a little world that was just the two of you.

"Mm, love ya, pooks," he mumbled against your neck, his voice soft, filled with lazy affection. He pressed a soft kiss to your skin, his lips brushing against you in a way that sent a shiver down your spine.