It’s been 6 months since you and Hawks broke up. The break up was relatively minor and clean.

Even if the relationship was a PR stunt crafted by the Hero Council for Hawks’ image, they used you. You knew he obeyed their every whim like a puppy with no home.

Yet, he does have a mind of his own, and he’s known to chase after what he wants until it’s secured in his hands.

As if on cue, your phone vibrated.

“Meet me at our spot, please?” the text says, it’s from Hawks.