Chapter 2

The guy becomes silent and closes the book, taking off his glasses. The room is stuffy, and he gets up from his chair to open the window. A warm breeze hits his face, ruffling golden hair. The blonde inhales the spring air, closes his eyes, leaning against the glass, and listens. Birds are singing their beautiful songs on the street, the hum of cars is heard in the distance, and very close by is the noise of people talking. Opening his eyes, the guy looks down at the place where human noise accumulates. It was eight o’clock in the morning recently. Here are ordinary workers running, hurrying to work. Schoolchildren going to the place of study. Students literally crawling into U.A.

      None of them attract much attention from the blond, except for a couple of two friends standing near the entrance the opposite building. Behind the back of one of them there are wings, the boy looks in awe at his friend’s hand, seeing the light of a red flame. They remind him of a couple he just read in a book. Or not even in the book, just a draft. This text will soon be published in a decent form and will be sold throughout Japan.

      Should have been.

      But the text is unfinished, and the author disappeared without a trace, not appearing on social networks for two years now. In the first couple of months, newspaper texts said that he was taking a break from writing. After a year-long “break,” fans began to go on alert. Well, a month ago the press announced that the writer’s family would tell the truth about the disappearance of the book series beloved writer by all readers next month.

      And this, for a moment, is already tomorrow.

      The blonde turns around and looks at the hospital bed with the guy sleeping on it. He slowly approaches him and sits back down on the chair. He looks at the sleeping man and frowns, lost in his thoughts. The beeping sound of a heartbeat measuring machine can be heard in the background.

      "Dabi is happy with Hawks now" the blond says into the void. "It’s time for you to become happy…" he hesitates, nervously fiddling with the hem of his T-shirt and fiddling with the fingers of his other hand. Finally the guy exhales and looks straight into the closed eyes of the sleeping man. "Touya".

      Everything is still quiet and calm, and not a single soul can disturb them. Golden eyes focus on the palm of the sleeping man’s left hand, lying on top of the blanket at the edge of the bed. The blond’s hand rests on top and squeezes lightly, stroking the fingers. Everything is as unnaturally hot as it always were. Keigo looks up at Touya’s closed lips and thinks. Immediately he anxiously clenches the palm of his free hand into a fist and bites his lips. Blinks several times. Behind him he can hear the sound of feathers rustling on the floor. He suddenly approaches the blond man’s face and freezes. The internal struggle feels the same as Dabi’s.

      That’s what’s really ironic.

      "I want to be your Hawks" he says into the half-closed lips of the sleeping man. All this seems terribly strange to Keigo, because Touya doesn’t even hear him. He places his hand on the guy’s cheek and strokes it with his thumb, feeling the warmth emanating. And in appearance, the skin falsely looks porcelain and cold. He moves his fingers to Touya’s lower lip and looks in awe, wondering about the further development of events. It’s strange, but he compares how touching with fingers can be different from kissing.

      Oh my gosh.

      Lost in his thoughts, Keigo doesn’t notice how the sleeper’s lips curl into a semblance of a grin. The previously steady sound of the heartbeat from the machine is replaced by a more frequent one, and Touya’s eyelashes tremble as they open.

"You are so cute at taking the first step" the quiet whisper of a familiar voice pulls Takami out of the abyss of thoughts. Touya’s hand squeezes Keigo’s in response. "And, God, you’re so fucking beautiful" his lying head jerks up and kisses Keigo’s lips. Only after a minute of being in shock, the feathered one kisses back, holding Touya’s head with the hand that was just now lying on his cheek.

      "I love you, Hawks" Touya says, breaking the kiss.

      "And I love you, Dabi" and kisses him again.