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#but at the same time he's furious hawke won't just sit there and wait for him to come to a decision
loquaciousquark · 11 months
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I don't believe in making major edits to stuff I've already posted publicly, but every now and then when I reread my own fic I am sorely tempted.
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bluecookies02 · 3 years
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Hawks x F!Reader-forgetting an anniversary (mentions of NSFW)
mostly fluff tho🥺 and crack.
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You were furious.
It's okay to forget it once, but TWICE.
That just simply means he doesn't give a shit ladies.
It was now 10pm and you were still waiting for Hawks to get home.
Keigo 🐓:
~Might be late, don't wait up. Love you.
sent: 05:00 pm
"ughh" you huffed throwing a pillow at the wall.
"Don't wait up nya nya nya" you mocked to yourself, rereading the same text over and over again.
At first you thought he was messing with you(when he went to work without mentioning anything ).
You at least hoped he was planning something, maybe a dinner, even a movie night, fuck even a quick peck on the cheek and "happy anniversary" would do at this point.
noPe.
~If he wants to act this way he can fucking sleep outside~ you thought to yourself, getting up to lock the house door and close all of the windows.
You hopped back into your bed, deciding to sleep away the sadness and anger you felt at this particular moment. At least in your dreams he can't fucking disappoint you.
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"Must be a bummer" Miruko mumbled walking past him, throwing some papers in the bin. The ugly side of hero work was always the reports they had to give out.
"What?" Hawks asks dismissively, gathering his belongings.
"Having to work this late when it's your anniversary with Y\N...They are a bunch of bitches for not letting you take a day off, especially with the low crime rate these days"
Fuck.Shit.Crap.
That's not today.Nonono.
He glanced at his phone hoping to everything alive that Miruko messed up.
Nope. Not his luck.
"Oh shit...you forgot?Again??!"
Hawks slumped his head in embarrassment. He'll be lucky if he doesn't get his feathers plucked out tonight.
"You have to help me!!"
"Come on Mir, we've been working non stop... of cou-" Miruko cut him off by flicking his forehead .
"I can't believe you, I've been working the same hours as you and I remembered YOUR anniversary, now stop trying to find an excuse and think! What can we do to save your sorry ass?"
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11:30 pm.
Well fuck there's still time right?
Hawks had flowers,vine and some stupid snacks he found at work.
"This won't fucking work" he mumbled to himself.
He tried to open the door but he found them locked.
He fished out the spare key from his pocket, unlocking the door and taking a deep breath.
He practically ran to their shared room mumbling "Fuck the doormat" on his way.
He busted through the bedroom door, trying to pull out his best "I didn't forget my boss is just an asshole" look.
You only glanced at him for a second, before burying your head under the covers.
"Fuck off" you whined from under the blankets, clutching them to your head.
"You're not buying it huh?" Hawks stated placing everything on their bedside table.
Your groan was enough of an answer.
At least last year he had enough time to plan an emergency date.
He quickly changed into his sleeping shirt and sweatpants, throwing everything he took off, over a chair.
You were now sitting on the bed your arms crossed waiting for whatever excuse Hawks was about to make up.
"You have nothing to say?" you asked staring at him.
"Is there something that can help me right now?" he questioned placing his head against the headboard.
"No but you can at least try!" you yelled, puffing up your cheeks.
"I'm sorry..."
"That's it?"
"Probably...I got you flowers?"
"It's obvious that you just snatched them from our fucking garden."
"Then that's it..."
"Fuck you" you whispered turning away from him, ready to sleep again.
What does one do when they disappoint their wife?
"You're just gonna let me go to sleep angry?"
"WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THEN?" he snapped at you, a groan leaving his lips.
You turned around to find him holding his head in his hands.
"Sorry I didn't mean to yell" he apologized reaching his arm to your hair, brushing it with his fingers gently.
"Whatever" you huffed leaning into his hand.
"I have a proposition" he said moving closer to you.
"I'm listening"
"I can fuck your brains out and we can see if that makes up for this, yeah?"
"You really think sex is going to fix it??"
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.
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"Okay fine I accept" Y\N whispered throwing herself over her husband, already pulling his shirt off.
Keigo grinned happily.
Maybe he should forget it next year too?
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