Thread by @Iracebeth3

#EndHawks, first date
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I think one of my favorite things about Hawks (at least the way I see him) is that he looks relaxed, right? Chill guy? /Let's-wait-and-see/ guy? But he isn't.

Man is a micro-manager. He would never, heaven forbid, /tell/ someone what to do, but+

he'll pull at the strings in any way he can to ensure the outcome will be what /he/ wants.

It's a survival ability. When he was with the commission, it was about survival: as a tool, he couldn't have wishes, and voicing them out would have been admitting that he was defective.

So he learned to find his way around restrictions; to convince others that they wanted what he wanted.

So, when it's time for his date with Enji, micro-managing birb plans absolutely everything out almost obsessively: he researches the restaurant and the meals and makes sure+

they'll have Enji's favorite dish at hand and his favorite drinks; even his favorite brands of whiskey and wine. Everything, no matter how small, has to be perfect.

Except, throughout the date, he kinda forgets about, because being with Enji has that awful side-effect of+

turning his brain into mush.

So it doesn't matter that they drop their bottle of wine, or that the server mixed up their orders. He made a joke and Enji /smiled/, and Keigo will never be able to process the fact that /he/ is the only person that makes him smile like that.

At the end of the night, when Enji surrounds his waist with a thick arm and brings him closer to kiss him, inadvertently skipping at least 8 of the 25-steps plan he had traced, Keigo doesn't care. He forgets all about planning; for a blissful, wonderful, second, there is+

absolutely nothing: no sound or color from his feathers; no sensation but that of Enji's hot lips against his and his arms around his waist and just how big and solid he feels.

He doesn't think of returning the kiss; not really. It just /happens/. His arms curl around Enji's+

neck and his mouth parts open for his tongue and his toes curl inside his shoes ever so slightly. Keigo didn't know kissing someone could feel like this: like everything around and inside you just /disappears/.

When they separate, Enji looks concerned, but something about+

Keigo's face seems to melt the doubts away. He mutters something, and Keigo is so dazed, so blissfully gone, it takes a full three seconds for his brain to make up the words.

/"Where are we going next time?"/

Hawks laughs. That wasn't part of the plan. He knows it's+

counterproductive to make Enji self-conscious. But he can't help it; not when Enji has just given him the chance for a second date.

He is still smiling when he answers.

"Wherever you want."

Enji scowls at him, but he nods. And for once Hawks feels perfectly alright with+

sitting back and just letting things happen.

If he'll be with his hero, there's nothing to be afraid of.

(~end)

*coughs*

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