Satoko felt the dread as she felt someone land behind her.
"Good job leaving like that." It was Hawks's voice. "You're good at being stealthy, huh?"
Satoko didn't turn. Oh crap. This was so uncomfortable.
"On the other note, you're bleeding, aren't you?" He asked.
"Can you stop prying into my business!? You're so annoying!" Satoko scowled. "It's nothing!"
He felt it off that she wasn't turning around to face him. Because he's so fast, he went in front of her to check on her condition.
Oh.
That's when he noticed it. Satoko's face reddened. He couldn't tell if it was from anger or embarrassment. Something about it was so cute to him.
"Well, you can't go around looking like that." He teased.
"You-" She winced from her cramps.
He tapped his own chip. "I can give you two options. One: you can come back to my place. I can get your necessities. Or two: walk around by yourself. Dabi may catch you."
"You heroes always have some kind of ulterior motive." She remarked. "I can't really trust that... Especially since you're a man."
Hero men are such pigs anyway....
"Woah, now." He snorted. "Why would I do anything when you're a bloody mess? What an imagination you have."
She paused a moment. Oh my gosh. He's right.
"Oh, shut up." She snapped.
"And I can also give you cleaner clothes." He added. She didn't seem to budge and tried to keep moving.
"Plus, some nice hot food." He finished. That caught her attention. She was rather hungry.
She can't believe she's saying this, but... "Fine, but I'm not staying long. You'll get some blood on your clothes."
"I don't care." He shrugged. He noticed Dabi coming into view from the distance. Not aware that Dabi could see her bloodied state.
Satoko's legs were kind of shaking a little bit from the cramping.
Without asking her, he lifted Satoko up.
"Wait a second-" She growled. But they were already up on the air.
He gave an expression towards Dabi that he won the race.
Dabi skidded to a halt. He glared up at Hawks. (Of course. I'll just have to get her some other day then.)
As he watched them go, he noticed the blood on her. Girls getting their periods always drove him crazy. The only experience he really had was Toga chasing him around with a knife because he wouldn't steal food for her.
In a weird way...he was curious. What was Satoko like during that time? She didn't seem like the type to chase someone with a knife. But maybe if she was hungry enough, he shouldn't put it past her.
He had an image in his mind of Satoko begging him for chocolate. She would pull out a knife and chase him around while screaming at him that he was supposed to give a girl what she wants when she's having cravings. If it wasn't for the fact that the girl from his daydream was being carried away by a hero, he might have laughed.
It's not as if he cared for her in particular. Maybe there was just some small longing buried deep inside of him to have a normal life. If he hadn't been abused, would he have become a villain? If he hadn't become a villain, would he still have met Satoko? Would their talks be any different? Would he experience 'normal' things like being chased with a knife by a hungry lady?
Those thoughts felt strangely normal. So much so that they felt more foreign than anything else. His only sense of anything normal- something so terrifyingly abnormal- was being taken.
He wanted her back.
With the harsh wind against Satoko's cheeks, she was being carried rather gently. She can't believe it that she's going with a hero.
But what choice does she even have anyway?
...
After getting her needed necessities, Hawks swoops into his apartment's window with her. He was going to carry her to the bathroom, but she asked to be put down. He did what he was told and handed her the shopping bag.
"You better not try to peek or barge in because I swear-" She warned. "I don't care if you're a hero, I'll punch your teeth out."
"Pretty gross to do that considering being on your period." He commented. That made her glare more.
"Wow, you're hilarious." She groaned.
"I know!" He agreed. "Feel free to shower. There's towels in the bathroom." He pointed to the door.
An actual shower. Satoko's so used to cleaning herself with buckets of water and stolen soap. Sometimes, in a lake to clean herself. Hawks's sarcastic attitude was bothersome that she couldn't help but feel very annoyed.
"While you do that, I'll be warming up leftovers I have." He walked away towards his kitchen.
Satoko went into the bathroom. She was too tired to make any remarks. Locking the door, she kept checking if it was actually locked. Good.
Before she got into the shower, she rummaged through the cabinets to find some pain killers to take for her cramps.
She found some NSAIDs. Good enough.
After she had showered, she put on her new clothes. It was similar to her style. It was more like a leather vest. She noticed her shoulder in the mirror where she got shot at.
It had a scar.
It was strange to her how he gave her water. How she was saved from him. He was so hard to read.
She wonders what would have happened if she went with him instead. Would he have cared?
(Wow. What a joke.)
Why is she even thinking that? Someone actually caring.
That's so laughable. Humans are so selfish. It's hard to even find someone who has a good heart.
Satoko likes to think she has one, but she feels a bit contradictory right now. Even now, she feels powerless to stand up for what she believes in.
Sure, she has a mouth to speak her mind, but it falls on deaf ears. Talking doesn't always get her somewhere.
How much longer can she keep this up?
...
A plate of steaming food was placed in front of Satoko. The aroma smelled so good.
"I didn't make this, but it is homemade." He noted as he took a seat next to her. "Actually, from a home owned restaurant I went to the other day."
"Thanks." She responded. She couldn't help but dig in. Her eyes lit up. This definitely was so good.
To think, she would eat scraps again after this. How else would she satisfy this hunger? She kept eating like she had no table manners. Hawks started to snort.
"What?!" She looked up at him with food in her mouth.
"You're like a feral animal." He chuckled. "A bit hard to tame, but food can win you over, huh?"
"I'm not an animal!" She growled. "You're more like one here for being a half bird!"
"I'd think I'm an angel." Hawks kept going with it.
"You wish." She kept chewing her food, looking away from him.
Now's the chance to get information. Being with her, he nearly forgot. He almost forgot he has a contract to fulfill. She's just so fun to talk to despite her rude attitude.
"So," He started. "What has Dabi talked to you about so far?"
Satoko thought about the crazy idea that he told her. That she has a quirk. She stopped herself from answering him. "Why... don't you ask Dabi? Aren't you friends? A bit crooked for a 'hero' to be working with a villain."
"Something tells me you really hate heroes." He replied.
"You finally noticed. Congrats." She rolled her eyes.
"Can you tell me why?" He furrowed his eyebrows.
"And why do you need to know?" She asked defensively.
He can tell she has a lot of trust issues. He wonders why that is the case. He knows that some heroes could have a bad name to some people. But this was so deeply rooted in this woman's core.
This burning hatred, he can even tell it from her eyes when she speaks.
Do the villains have information on her that he doesn't have?
"You could say that I'm just curious." He lied. He actually was a bit concerned, but his nature doesn't let him speak that way.
Even if he said that to her, he doesn't think she'd believe him.
"Well, you can continue being curious." She huffed. (As soon as I'm done eating, I'm leaving.)
"I can dig into your past if I wanted to." He teased.
"Don't you dare!" She grumpily murmured. She was starting to feel extremely tired. Food coma was hitting her. Pretty hard.
"Wouldn't telling me be better?" He asked as he looked up at the ceiling with a smug smile. "That way-"
Tap.
"Hm?" He felt something go against his shoulder.
It was Satoko's head. She passed out.
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