(((Wattpad story on this from my POV. @: Hawksfeather)))

"You know that we are doing this for you, Hawks" Madame President of the Heroes Public Safety Commission said while she fixed his tie that's hanging loosely on his collar. This was a formal event, where he needed to show up, make an appearance as if he wasn't still healing from the burns that Twice, the villain had taken his wings and the skin on his back from the fight he had with him. But he's not allowed to talk about that right now. He's supposed to show he's not his dad. Not that murder.

"I know, Ma'am.. I know." He murmurs as he glances out the window towards the view, his ache to fly burning even more than the fresh wounds on his back and his jaw that creeps up to his cheek. "Ill be good, I will." He says quietly, his head occupied that today he'll be meeting his wife, someone who's also being forced into a "love" match but by her parent because her quirk is powerful. "Good, because you need to make a good impression so this whole thing is sorted out and we'll have you working soon." She says, tugging on his red suit jacket to make it look decent on him.

He arrives at the rented out restaurant that the HPSC had done for the meeting. He walks in and is met with the smell of the meat that's being cooked and the veg that's being grilled. He walks to the table that has Madame President and someone who's her age. Must her mom. He watches as the president slides further into the booth to let him come sit down next to her and he does just that. He sits, his back feeling that string that is met with the feeling of heat from the feeling of his back on the cold leather sofa that's against his bandages and red and black suit. "hello, Its nice to meet you two.." He says your mom then looks over to her with a small sad smile, knowing she's getting dragged into this too.