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Love how I started this blog analyzing Keigo's character and canon but now it's like me eating spoonfuls of rice while saying with my mouth full, "Keigo tits kink" and y'all are just like "cheers, amen!"
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Happy birthday to my man Hawks. Wishing him a good day because one of us has a 12 hour nightshift and therefore can't suck his dick while he's manspreading 😔👎
YOU CAN'T JUST SEND HAWKS MANSPREADING WITHOUT A WARNING LIKE THAT
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Scars
Request : Can you do a Hawks x reader with
self harm? Like the reader being shy/hateful about the past scars and him being chill/comforting about it.
Requested by : Anon💗
Warnings : Mentions of SH
Summary : The first time Keigo finds out you used to SH and comforts you
A/N : I apologize if anything regarding SH in this is not accurate! I've personally never gone through this, but I've tried my best!
[ Fluff, H/C, Gn!Reader ]
Tags : Hugs, kisses, Keigo being an absolute sweetheart, Hurt/Comfort
Pulling the sweater off of you, you were left in a simple t-shirt, nothing more, nothing less. Prepared to head to the showers, there was an abrupt knock on your window.
You turned to see Keigo, perched by your balcony, top floor of the building, giving you a sly smirk.
You knew the windows weren't locked, and he would easily just walk in. He only knocked for the mere reason of respecting your privacy and to alert you of his presence.
Without thinking twice, you immediately grabbed your sweater in attempt to pull it back on to cover up yourself.
Failing miserably and getting caught in between the fabric, Keigo had already gotten in and was right by your side, helping free you from your misery.
"Woah there, babybird. Easy." He lets out a laugh, setting your sweater on the couch next to him as you swiftly hide your hands behind your back.
"Kei.. you're here." You muster a smile but your voice sounds small in the confined space between the two of you.
He raises a suspicious brow at your demeanor, eyes flicking up and down over your body to make sure you weren't hurt.
"Hey." He says, looking straight into your eyes. You can't bare the compassion, love and worry in his eyes and turn your head away.
"Hey. What's wrong?" Keigo lifted his hand to cup your cheek, turning your head to check if you were still intact. "(Y/n), talk to me, please."
"'It's nothing."
"You sure?" He whispers, pulling you into a tight embrace. You bury your face in the crook of his neck as he gives gentle pats on your head.
"Hey. What's going on?" He mutters. "You're scaring me, my love."
"I'm sorry. It's nothing, seriously."
"Stop saying that. Tell me what's wrong."
He takes hold of both your fore arms, which were by your side, and his eyes flicker over you. He reaches both your arms and his gaze lingers for a bit too long.
He's noticed.
"Those were from a while ago." You tell him.
He simply hums in response, barely acknowledging your words, too focused on the scars by your wrist.
"You did this?" He asked. He didn't seem mad, he didn't seem sad, he was just asking a simple question. Keigo was way to good at hiding emotions.
You nod and he brings your wrist up to his face and gives them both a small little peck.
"When?" This time, you hear the concern as his brows were furrowed as well.
"Before I met you." You whispered. You didn't necessarily like being seen with all those scars, but it was something you couldn't happen to get rid of after many years.
"Well, I'm glad you're feeling better now." Keigo simply says, pulling you into a tight embrace. "Let me know if I'm crossing boundaries, I know you don't like to bring up your past."
"It's not that big of a deal, really. I just don't like them."
"Why not?"
"They remind me of everything I've tried to leave behind."
"Scars tell stories, babybird. You don't have to be hateful about a symbol of your growth." He squeezes you even tighter, finally pulling away to sit on the couch as you followed.
"Still don't like them." You curl up next to him as he wraps a wing around your body.
"I think they look cool."
"Really though?"
"Of course. They're what makes you, well, you."
He kisses you. You smile.
"And I love you."
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