One Thing About Me Is The Main Characters In My Stories Have To Be Dressed To The NINES. Idc Idc Idc

One thing about me is the main characters in my stories have to be dressed to the NINES. Idc idc idc idc!!! You will get a description of what they are wearing. We don’t do just jeans and a shirt babes !!!! THAT BABY NEED A COAT ON !!!

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nakidoriii

3 weeks ago

Just watched the first episode of blue lock and I’m trying to be so normal about Kunigami Rensuke.

See you later, Mr. President (Part One)

Hawks x Reader Mini Series

Warnings: sexual tension, mild smut || MDNI

Art by: Kadeart

“I’m down bad, Fumikage…” he says, pinching the bridge of his nose. A deep sigh followed his words.

“Just ask her out. The worst she can say is no.” Fumikage replies.

Keigo had invited Fumikage out for drinks. He needed someone to talk about his latest…issue. He had developed feelings for a coworker, and not just any coworker. She’s a potential collaborator for the project he and Ochaco have been working on. She works for a similar nonprofit organization where she’s from and was sent to see if the company wants to expand the organization here in Japan.

“I don't even care to be unprofessional, I just don’t want to ruin this for Ochaco or the kids in the program.” He groans and rolls his eyes. “I’m the damn President. I SHOULD be able to do what I want.” He mumbles under his breath.

Fumikage shakes his head out of disappointment and says “But your actions reflect the HPSC. You know this.”

“Yea, I’m aware…..” he sighs.

Once again, he feels disdain towards the commission. A feeling that comes to him often. As long as the commission exists, he feels that it’s his burden to bear….quite the masochist.

“Mr. President?” He feels a gentle tap on his shoulder.

A devilish smirk grows on Keigo’s face as he realizes who’s behind him. Fumikage lets out a scoff, knowing who you are without having met you. Keigo’s smirk tells him everything he needs to know. He turns around to face you and says, “Heeeyy, what are you doing here?”

He stands up and checks you out. His eyes quickly grazed up and down your body. You had just come back from getting dinner with Ochaco and a few of her friends. You're wearing a black spaghetti strapped, A-line mini dress and a dark red leather jacket. He leans over and gives you a friendly hug; resting his hand on the small of your back. You smile at him and say, “This bar is right next to my hotel. I wanted to stop and get a drink before turning in for the night.”

“I see.” He says keeping his hand on the small of your back as he loosens the hug. “Fumikage, this is L/N F/N. She’s the woman I was talking about earlier. Good things….great things even…haha…This is Fumikage Tokoyami. He’s a good friend of mine.”

Oh god, why did he say he was talking about you earlier..and why did he say it like that. Your mind can’t help but to wonder what was said. You also wonder why his hand is still on the small of your back but you really don’t mind because you find him attractive. He’s charming and always makes you laugh. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about him in that way.

“Nice to meet you, Tokoyami.” You bow slightly, showing respect.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N.” He stands up and bows slightly in your direction. “ I would love to stay and hang out but I was just heading out actually. I have to patrol in the morning.”

Keigo moves his hand from your back and pats Fumikage on the shoulder and says, “I wouldn't want to keep you, man. I’ll see you later this week?”

“Yes of course. See you later, Mr.President.” Fumikage teases.

Keigo lets out a laugh and says, “Fly safe.”

He pulls out the barstool that Fumikage was sitting in and says, “Can I buy you a drink?”

You knew this was a bad idea but you wanted to do it anyway. You could lose your job if this goes any further than just a drink. The company you work for sent you here because you were unbiased. You had to make the decision if it would be a good idea to go into business with Japan’s HPSC.

“Mr.President, you don't have to do that.” You say keeping a smile on your face.

“I insist, please. You said you wanted one and I’m more than happy to buy it for you.”

You give in and take a seat in the chair. He pushed the chair in as if you weighed nothing. He takes a seat next to you and asks, “What do you like to drink?”

“Umeshu, it’s my favorite.” You say.

“Ahh, you like it sweet. So do I.” That smirk has not left his face. Everything that comes out of his mouth sounds like he’s flirting with you.

The bartender comes over to the two of you and takes your order. He comes back with a glass of fruit wine and sets it in front of you. Keigo thanks him.

“Thank you, Mr.President.”

“My pleasure. You don’t have to be so formal, Y/N. Call me Kiego.” He says with a genuine smile on his face.

“Kiego, that name fits you.” You say taking a sip of your wine.

“You think so? I only used to go by my Hero name before the war.”

“Oh? And what was that?” You play dumb as if you didn’t spend hours researching him before coming to Japan, one month ago.

“Hawks.” He states.

“That name also fits you. I don’t mean this in a bad way but you can be intimidating.” You say holding back a laugh.

“Whhaaaa, me? Intimidating?” He gives you an intense stare while cocking his head to the side and saying, “How so?”

The way he looked at you sent a shiver down your spine. “I’m sure you’ve heard the expression ‘watch like a hawk.’ Your stare is just intense.” You say honestly.

“Haha, that is true. I’m a really laid back guy though, I swear.”

“Oh I know you are. Since I’ve met you a month ago, I’ve been questioning how you maintain such a calm composure being the president of the HPSC. I haven’t seen you crack once.”

You take another sip of your wine, finishing it. Kiego notices, and immediately asks, “You want another glass?”

You should go back to the hotel but you’re really enjoying this conversation. He seems to be enjoying it too. You take off your leather jacket, revealing your collar bones and a bit of cleavage. You hang your jacket on the back of your bar chair and fix your spaghetti straps. Kiego had never seen you outside of your office clothes before. It was quite the sight for him. There’s no denying he wanted you.

“Yea, I’ll take another one. Thank you Kiego.” You say.

He orders you another glass and refills his. You raise your now full glass near him and he clinks his cup to yours. You both take a sip.

“What’s life like for you back in your country? Are you married, have a partner , or kids?” He slyly asks.

You’re smirking at him now, because you know what he’s doing…and you’re not stopping him. He lets out a small laugh, knowing that you know.

“No, I'm not married, no partner and I have no kids. I just work and travel and travel for work.”

He perks up hearing that you aren’t married and have no kids. He does see a ring on your finger from time to time so he had to confirm.

“What a shame. You’re a beautiful woman, Y/N. Anybody would be lucky to have you.” He says looking straight at you. Not an ounce of hesitation.

The way he was speaking to you combined with the wine had you feeling perfect.

“Thank you, Kiego. That’s very nice of you to say. What about you? Any secret children the world doesn’t know about?” You joke.

“Haha, no. I’m not taken but if I was, I think my girlfriend would look a lot like you.” He says nonchalantly.

“Oh really?” You say with a slight giggle.

“I’m just sayin!” He flashes that charming smile at you.

You both laugh at his statement. You both played it off but this entire exchange was turning you on. Keigo was good at hiding it but he would fold for you in a second. You kept going back and forth with your decision, should you invite him to your hotel or should you go home alone? If you don’t leave with him, it’s gonna be a long night of you pleasuring yourself… and you just knew your hands couldn’t do what he could.

“Keigo….I think I’m gonna head back to my hotel.” You gently place your hands on top of his and say, “Will you walk me?”

You’d never seen his face light up as quickly as it did. He nods his head yes and pulls out his wallet. He grabs ¥3,000 and goes over to the bartender to pay the tab. He had already done the math in his head for how much the bill would be. When he comes back, he grabs your jacket off the back of your chair. You stand up and let him help you put it on.

“You in a hurry?” You ask as you both head to the exit.

He starts to slightly blush as he holds the door open for you.

“I just didn’t want to keep you waiting.” He says placing his hand on the back of his neck.

You walk through the door and he follows you. The walk to the hotel was pretty silent. You both were thinking of the consequences this would bring. But what about the pleasure? It had been awhile since both of you had been laid and you were already so wet just from the conversation back at the bar. Maybe one night wouldn’t hurt.

“This is my hotel.” You say nervously as you stand in front of him. Your eyes kept darting to his lips. You wanted to kiss him.

“Y/N, tell me if I’m wrong but I get the feeling you want me to kiss you right now?” Lust weighing down his voice like iron.

Your face burned at his observation. Thank god he couldn’t tell. He moves closer to you, your faces a hairbreadth apart from each other. He pushes your hair off your shoulder revealing your neck to him.

“Am I right or…” he whispers in your ear.

He knows he’s right, why is he even playing these games with you? The longer you take to decide, the longer he will tease you.

“You’re right, Mr. President…but we can’t down here.” You stay perfectly still as you feel his breath hit your neck.

“What a shame. If only someone had a hotel room in this hotel we’re standing in front of.” He teases.

This was eating you alive and he didn’t care in the slightest. He wanted you to say yes so badly and you wanted that too.

“Are you thirsty?” You say changing the subject.

He backs away from your ear and says, “so thirsty.”

“I have water in my room, upstairs. Let’s go.” You say grabbing your room key.

You both head into the hotel, opening the main entrance and elevator with your key. Once you both were inside the elevator, Keigo grabs your waist. He gently pushes you against the wall as he presses his lips against yours. You grab both sides of his face, your fingers grazing the scar on his jawline. His tongue made its way into the kiss as he placed his hands under your mini dress to feel your ass. He moaned lightly as you bit his lip. He could’ve taken you right in this elevator if he wanted too.

DING!

Suddenly his hands and mouth were off you. He cleared his throat and adjusted his blazer as the elevator doors opened. You were disheveled, in disbelief he would stop so suddenly. You adjust your dress and take a step out the elevator as the doors open, he follows you.

“Really looking forward to this water.”

I don’t think you all understand how I wrote this in little to no time. I LOVE writing about Hawks! Hes the reason I started writing fanfics again. Ugh part 2 is about to go HARD >:)

Part 2 out now :)

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