Can We Talk About How Martyn's Thumbnail Is Arietty Reference? It's So Cute I'm Dying

its midnight and i'm bored outta my mind-

:((( i love keigo sm.

🌞 sun and moon 🌙 | k. takami x reader | mha

a/n: just a small cute fic, for my cute birdy boy.

wc: 1.6k

synopsis: Hawks is your sun, you are his moon.

"You always seem to be by my side every time, and no, that's not a bad thing."

Keigo Takami, better known as Hawks, the winged hero with a heart as quick as his wings, often found himself soaring through the skies, saving lives and maintaining the peace with a calm and confident demeanor. But lately, his thoughts had been elsewhere, focused not on villains or chaos, but on you.

You were calm, steady, and unbothered by the noise and fast pace of life around you—qualities that had caught Keigo’s attention almost immediately. He found peace in your presence, a tranquility that was rare in his high-flying life. You never fawned over his hero status like others did, treating him like a regular person, which made him fall even harder for you.

As time went on, the two of you became close. Conversations filled with comfortable silences, quiet moments where words weren’t needed. Keigo admired how you were always so composed, even when the world around you seemed to spin out of control. And in those moments, when he allowed himself to be vulnerable, he realized just how deep his feelings had become. But he also knew his life wasn’t built for easy relationships, and with the constant threat of danger lurking around every corner, he hesitated.

Keigo made a vow to himself to protect you, but from a distance. He didn’t want to pull you into his world of danger. Heroes had enemies, and he didn’t want you to become a target because of him.

One night, as Hawks finished another exhausting day of work, he was flying back, looking forward to seeing you. But something felt off. The quiet comfort you always gave him was missing, replaced by an unsettling emptiness. His phone buzzed.

A cryptic message.

"We have them."

His blood ran cold. His feathers twitched involuntarily, spreading out as his heart raced. He didn't need to ask who "them" referred to—he knew it was you.

In an instant, the easy-going persona that he usually wore slipped away, and a cold, focused intensity took over. Whoever took you had no idea what they had just unleashed.

Using every contact and resource at his disposal, Keigo tracked down the location where you were being held. It didn’t take long; villains always underestimated how sharp and quick he was. He flew like a bullet, his wings cutting through the wind as he raced against the clock.

The abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city was dimly lit, a perfect hideout for criminals, but Keigo was prepared. His sharp eyes scanned the area, and he noticed the guards patrolling the perimeter. His feathers moved silently through the air, picking them off one by one, clearing his path with swift precision.

Inside the warehouse, you were sitting calmly despite the circumstances. The villains had tried to intimidate you, to make you afraid, but you remained composed. You knew Keigo would come for you. The moment the door to your room burst open, a blur of feathers and golden eyes appeared before you. Keigo stood there, his chest rising and falling with barely contained rage.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice low and urgent, but his eyes softened when they met yours.

“I’m fine,” you replied, your calm demeanor unshaken, though you felt a rush of relief at seeing him.

For a brief moment, Keigo’s tough hero façade cracked, and he knelt beside you, cupping your face in his hands, searching your eyes for any sign of fear. But there was none. You smiled at him, and despite the chaos around you, he felt his heart calm in your presence.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “I didn’t want this for you.”

“I knew what I was getting into,” you replied softly. “You’re a hero, and I knew there’d be danger. But I trust you.”

Keigo let out a shaky breath, his forehead resting against yours for a moment. “I’ve never been this scared,” he admitted.

“I’m here, Keigo,” you said, placing your hand on his. “You always get me back in one piece.”

In that moment, he realized something he had been avoiding for too long. He couldn’t keep you at arm’s length anymore. He loved you too much for that, and you were stronger than he had ever given you credit for. You weren’t someone who needed protecting from his world; you were someone who belonged in it, right beside him.

With one last look at you, Keigo stood, his wings unfurling once more. “Let’s get out of here,” he said, offering his hand.

As you placed your hand in his, he pulled you close, wrapping his wings protectively around you. Together, you soared into the night sky, the world below fading into the distance.

And for the first time, Keigo felt a sense of peace, knowing that whatever challenges lay ahead, you’d face them together.

As you flew through the cool night air, Keigo held you close, the wind rustling through his wings. The city lights glittered below, but all he cared about was the steady beat of your heart next to his. For so long, he had tried to keep his distance, convinced that pulling you into his world would only bring you harm. But tonight had shattered that illusion.

You were calm, unshaken, even after being kidnapped. That unwavering steadiness that he admired so much had been your strength, not just his. He realized that, in his attempt to protect you from danger, he had underestimated the power of your presence in his life.

Keigo finally touched down on the rooftop of his private penthouse. He gently let you down, his wings slowly retracting as he looked at you, studying your face for any sign of distress.

"You're sure you're okay?" he asked, his voice still tinged with concern, even though you had reassured him multiple times.

"I'm fine, Keigo," you repeated, your calm, steady voice easing his worry again. "You worry too much."

He chuckled softly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Guess I'm not used to feeling so out of control," he admitted. "Being a hero… I'm always in charge, always quick to react. But with you…" He trailed off, his golden eyes meeting yours. "You make me feel things I can't always handle."

You smiled softly, stepping closer to him, placing a hand on his chest where his heart still raced beneath your fingertips. "Keigo, you don't have to protect me from everything. I know what comes with being close to you. I accepted that from the start."

He swallowed hard, his usual confident demeanor faltering as vulnerability settled over him. "I just don’t want to lose you," he said quietly, his hand covering yours on his chest. "Being a hero… it means sacrifices. And I’m scared of what might happen to you because of me."

"You won't lose me," you replied gently, squeezing his hand. "I’m here because I want to be. We’ll face whatever comes together."

Keigo's gaze softened, and for a moment, the weight of his responsibilities and the danger of his life seemed to lift. He leaned in, brushing a strand of hair away from your face, his eyes tracing the lines of your calm expression.

"I don’t know what I’d do without you," he whispered, the sincerity in his voice so raw it caught even him by surprise.

Your hand moved to cup his cheek, your touch grounding him. "You won’t have to find out."

Keigo’s heart swelled at your words. Without another thought, he closed the space between you, his lips brushing softly against yours. It wasn’t the intense, hurried kiss of someone desperate, but rather the gentle touch of someone who had finally allowed themselves to fall. His wings, so often symbols of his strength and speed, folded around you like a protective barrier, shielding the two of you from the outside world.

In that moment, everything felt right. The chaos of his hero life, the uncertainty of the future—it all faded in the presence of this simple truth: he loved you. And you were more than capable of facing the dangers of his world with him.

When the kiss broke, Keigo rested his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours in the quiet night air.

“I’ll stop trying to push you away,” he promised, his voice soft but firm. “But I need you to promise me something too.”

“What’s that?”

“That you’ll be careful. I can’t always be there to swoop in and save you.”

You smiled, your fingers tracing the edge of his jaw. “I’ll be careful. But you should know by now that I’m not as fragile as you think.”

Keigo let out a breathy laugh, his wings twitching slightly in amusement. “Yeah, I’ve definitely learned that tonight.”

The two of you stood there for a while longer, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world beyond the rooftop seeming distant and unimportant. For the first time in a long time, Keigo felt at peace. He had spent so much time running from his feelings, afraid of what loving someone like you might mean. But now, with you in his arms, he realized that love didn’t make him weak—it made him stronger.

“I love you,” he whispered, the words coming naturally, as if they had been waiting on the tip of his tongue for ages.

Your eyes softened, and you smiled. “I love you too, Keigo.”

Hearing those words made his heart soar higher than any flight ever had. He pulled you closer, kissing you again, this time with the passion and urgency of someone who knew exactly what he wanted—and he wasn’t going to let go.

Whatever came next, whatever dangers lay ahead, Keigo knew that as long as you were by his side, he could face anything. Because loving you wasn’t a weakness; it was the greatest strength he had ever known.

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