Biting my tongue, I glare toward the smug winged male who sways to the beat with his hands resting on my hips. My own wings fluffing up in anger, as he rests his chin against my head. His chest flush with my back. I could feel the smirk radiating off his person as we sway to the beat (me a lot more forced than him). He wasn't even bothered that I didn't want to see him. The messy blonde pressing his nose to the crook of my neck, my eyes widening slightly as I notice him inhale my perfume before humming to himself. What the hell was his deal? Is he trying to mess with my head? What's going on?

Why is he even here?!

Of all the people I wanted to run into, Keigo was the last person that I wanted to see. I was so excited for this night out, to get out and get away from all the stress. To take a step back from my complicated life. Have fun. Have a couple of drinks. Maybe take a guy home if I'm lucky enough... but no... I can't. Why? Because Keigo fucking Takami had to show his damn face and ruin my evening. Why is he even here? Didn't he have patrol? Why would be in a bar when he should be on patrol?

Taking a deep breath, I turn around, looking toward him seeing his shit eating grin. He looks around the bar with a small hum before wrapping his hand around mine, our fingers interlocking before pulling me off the dance floor toward a secluded area. As soon as he stops, I yank my arm out of his grasp and glare toward him. Shaking my head in disbelief as I cross my arms over my chest. Who the hell does he think he is? He can't just take me away like this!

"What the hell are you doing here?" I ask, brushing down my dress as I look toward the Number Two Hero, the male rubbing the back of his neck, "Keigo!"

"I'm on patrol?" He replies, almost asking me for confirmation that he was in fact on patrol. But why would he patrol in a bar?! No one patrols in a bar! A small irritated groan leaves my lips as Keigo grins, "Don't look at me like that, baby bird,"

"Who patrols in a bar? Hm? Keigo, why are you really here?" I ask, resting my weight on my hip as he pouts my way playfully, the male rolling his eyes with a small scoff, "Keigo, stop acting like a five year old and answer me, why are you here?"

"What? Can't I have a nice night out, baby bird?" He teases with a small smirk, leaning against the wall with his elbow against the painted wall, his head on his palm as he leans toward me. My breath hitching gently as he does so making him chuckle, "Maybe I'll take a hot babe home,"

"You're unbelievable," I mutter shaking my head as I run my fingers through my hair, in absolute disbelief, a small sigh leaving my lips as I lean against the wall with a blunt chuckle, "Absolutely unbelievable..."

"What's the little face for, baby bird? Aren't you happy I'm out here protecting you from danger?" He asks with a small grin, arching a brow as I turn toward him unimpressed, his yellow eyes glinting with mischief and something else. I couldn't really pinpoint it though. A small sigh leaving my lips as he leans toward me, my hand tightening around my arm as I look up at him. His face merely inches away from mine, "What? Bird got your tongue?"

"K — Keigo..." I mutter softly, gulping nervously as he leans closer, our lips merely centimetres apart making my mouth dry up. A small inaudible whimper leaving my lips as our eyes meet, "W — what are you..."

Clearing my throat gently, Keigo and I meet eyes. Our eyes searching each other's as Keigo slowly slides his other hand to the wall beside my hip. Caging next against it. My heart beating in my rib cage as his tongue outlines his lips. My mouth going dry as his eyes flick to my lips before going back to my eyes. What was he doing? Was he... was he going to kiss me? Was this really going to happen?...

"Hey, babe, you ready to go?"

In an instant, Keigo pulls away clearing his throat. A genuine smile on his lips as he turns toward the girl waiting a couple of feet away with two drinks. She had frizzy auburn hair with bright hazel eyes. Hour glass figure. Of course. A tight dress that hugged everything in the right places. A girl that seemed to be any guys dreams. She sends Keigo this dreamy smile, beckoning him toward her, to which he grins and walks toward her. Brushing me off like I didn't even exist. Like he didn't just attempt to kiss me...

Gulping gently, I look down at the floor with a shaky sigh. My hands clenching into fists as I take a deep breath to stop myself from breaking down. Stopping myself from allowing Keigo to have that satisfaction of making me upset. Of course he hasn't changed. How could he? What kind of person attempts to kiss someone and then pulls away to go away to their recent booty call? Was he trying to hurt my feelings again? What was it about?...

Unfortunately, it clouded my mind, the more I thought about it, the more upset I became and the more watery my eyes got. I couldn't seem to get it out of my head. Was this his intention? To make me feel like this? Sighing gently to myself, wiping my eyes gently, I walk away from Keigo and his date without another word. Ignoring the call of my name from him as I turn away and head off.

He can't do that to me and then think it's okay to talk to me...

Sniffling gently, I get to the table where Amai, Rumi and Yu were sitting. Gossiping with one another. Amai picks up on my unhappy mood and tilts her head worried. A small sigh leaving my lips as I look toward the exit of the bar. I needed to go home. I just needed time to myself... How could he embarrass me like that and expect me to be okay with that?

"You alright, honey?" Rumi asks worried, her ears twitching every so often as the loud music hurts her delicate eardrums slightly, her eyes shaking with concern as I wring my hands together to try and calm myself down, "(Y/n)... what's happened?"

"I — I think I'm gonna head off..." I reply with a small sigh, not ignoring the disappointed stare Yu had sent toward me, rubbing the back of my neck with hum, "I just... I wanna go home..."

"Do you want one of us to come home with you?" Amai asks softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she looks toward me, "(Y/n), are you sure you're okay?..."

"I'm okay... I just wanna be on my own right now..." I reply softly, clearing my throat as I turn on my heel and leave them to it. Weaving myself through swaying teenagers and adults alike. Avoiding eye contact with Keigo as I shoot past his table and open the door to leave.

Going into the night air felt fresh. The cool air working wonders and cooling down my warm skin. My heart gently hammering against my rib cage as I walk down the streets with a small sigh. My mind running a thousand times a minute. Full of questions. Full of fears and anxieties. Full of despair. My foot colliding with a fallen metal soda can, kicking it across the street without a second thought.

Why was I letting him get to me?...

Keigo and I aren't close. We never have been. I have never safely said that he was my friend. We were far from friends. Far from acquaintances too. We just tolerate one another. So why was I allowing myself to feel like this? Was I jealous? Could I be offended? There could to so many possibilities...

Before I could take another step, a large callous hand wraps around my arm and yanks me into an alleyway. My head colliding with the brick wall slightly. Heart in my stomach. My brain switching off as I'm pushed against the wall by a rather buff male. His hair a slight dirty blonde look with multiple tattoos inked all over his arms, legs and body. A small whimper leaving my lips as him and his lackey smirk toward one another. My eyes widen slightly as I notice a knife in one of their front pockets.

What was going on? Am I gonna die? Are these two going to kill me?!

This wasn't how my night was supposed to go... I wasn't supposed to see Keigo. I wasn't supposed to leave the bar for home. I wasn't supposed to walk home on my own. Why did I always get the short straw in these situations? I can't exactly fight them... I don't have a hero licence...

"Hey pretty girl," One of the males purrs, shorter than the main male. Stubble littering all over his chin and cheeks as he smirks my way. Chuckling to himself as his friend/partner advances toward me with a knife, "Keep still and we won't hurt you as much,"

"I — I..." I squeak out, unable to form any words as I stare face to face with a rather violent looking knife. The main thug smirking to himself as he traces my cheek and down my neck with his knife, "L — let me go..."

"Why would I wanna do that? A pretty girl like you can't be let go easily," He hums with a smirk, clicking his tongue as his friend walks over without a second thought, "Now be quiet for us, doll, and we'll be a whole lot quicker,'

"N — no... please..." I choke out, trying to merge myself into the wall as they come closer and closer. My eyes narrowing as I wince, bracing myself for whatever is about to come. A choked sob leaving my lips as I scrunch my eyes as tightly as possible, looking away from the thugs as they get closer and closer.

Gulping nervously, I shriek as they slide the knife through my dress, chuckling to one another as it hangs onto my body for dear life. Oh my god! Oh my god! What's going on?! What do I do?! What do I do?! Do I scream for help? Do I follow what they say?! Tears stream down my cheeks as I let out a gut wrenching sob. Overwhelmed. Terrified. Distraught. My whole body wracking with fear as they make another incision into my dress. Arms shaking. Legs feeling like jelly. My head feeling faint.

I should have asked someone to come with me! I shouldn't have gone on my own!

Hands begin roaming. My whole body ceasing up as fight or flight begin taking control. My hands shoot out, pushing at the first thing I can reach. Knocking the heel of my palm into the chin of one of the thugs, making him bite down hardly into his tongue. The male shouting out in pain as he stumbles back a bit while my knee goes straight into the crotch of the other. Both of them taking a couple of steps back. Enough to allow me space to flee.

Without a second thought, I dart down the alleyway, ignoring their shouts as I pull my wings out of my shoulder blades. Shrieking as I feel a stab of pain through one of my wings. But I couldn't let that stop me. I needed someone to help me! I couldn't face two of them on my own! I didn't even know their quirks! My vision blurs as tears gather in my eyes. A sob leaving my lips as I get closer and closer to the end of the alleyway before making a sharp right. The heel of my heels snapping under the pressure made my foot falter. Loosing my footing. My heart stops as I trip over. Colliding into a chest. A sob leaves my lips as the arms tightly wrap around me and pull me into their chest.

"Shit! It's Hawks!" One thug exclaims, stopping in their tracks before turning the other way to retreat, "Scram!"

Hawks?...

Taking a shaky breath, I slowly look up, my eyes widening slightly as I meet those playful yellow eyes before looking back down to the floor. Did he seriously just save me?... The arms around me don't move. They hold me tight to the owners chest as I sob harshly into their chest. My arms shakily wrapping around his neck as I cling onto him for safety. He gently rubs my back and rocks us. His wings wrapped around us to shield my rather shaken appearance from the public eye.

"Are you okay?" He asks softly, gently wiping my tears away with his thumb, sending me a small reassuring smile as I sniffle and sob softly, "It's okay, you're safe,"

"Do you think I'm okay?" I ask, looking up at him with tear stained eyes. My ankle hurt like hell. I felt drained. Exhausted. I just wanted to go home. A small sigh leaves my lips as I lean against his chest, "I just got attacked..."

"(Y/n), I know you're emotional right now and you're overwhelmed but you need to cooperate," he says calmly, his whole playful persona gone. Like he was a whole other person. Was this what the public saw? A determined hero? A hero that took his job seriously? The male shrugs his coat off to wrap around my body, smiling softly as I pull it tighter around me, "Are you hurt?"

"My ankle... I think I may have twisted or sprained it..." I reply softly, wincing softly as he helps me to my feet. The winged hero checks me over quickly for any bruises and cuts before nodding to himself, "Why did you save me?... I thought you were in a date?"

"Rumi found me and told me you left quite upset... she wanted me to make sure you got home safely," he explains, running his fingers through my hair gently to try and calm my down before picking me up bridle style, "I'm just glad I got there in time..."

Hardly having any energy left, I let Keigo pick me up. My head resting on his shoulder as I snuggle into his coat. A small sigh leaving my lips as I quickly sheath my wings back into my back before snuggling into his chest. Trying not to let a blush crawl onto my face as he holds onto me tightly.

"Let's get you home,"...