## Preface

Why Hawks is on sabbatical
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/35894332.

Rating:
  Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning:
  Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Category:
  M/M
Fandom:
  僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Relationship:
  Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks
Additional Tags:
  Feral Takami Keigo | Hawks, Takami Keigo | Hawks Acts Like a Bird, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor Bashing, Not Beta Read, Canon-Typical Violence, Villain Takami Keigo | Hawks, Protective Takami Keigo | Hawks, Hero Public Safety Commission Bashing (My Hero Academia), League of Villains as Family (My Hero Academia), Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Takami Keigo | Hawks are Childhood Friends
Language:
  English
Series:
  Part 2 of Villian!Hotwings
Collections:
  Hawks fanfics just because, League of Villains as a Family / Villain Deku (maybe League of Villains and Deku), Stories from UA (BNHA fics)
Stats:
  Published: 2021-12-23 Words: 2,371 Chapters: 1/1

# Why Hawks is on sabbatical

by TheOtherHalfOfTheShell

Summary

> He could hear the other heros demanding he let go of Endeavor's throat, Raptor brain was much louder though.

> The tranquilizers they tried to shoot at him were quickly knocked away by his wings.

> Endeavor tried to reach up to claw at Hawks hands, flames licking up his sides as his anger grew, but no oxygen means no flames.

> ---------
> Hawks is having a terrible, long day and to top it all off he has to deal with Endeavor.

> Continuation of 'He deserved it' and exactly why Hawks got put on leave.

Notes

See the end of the work for notes

## Why Hawks is on sabbatical

Hawks is agitated, distressed, uncomfortable; if hes being incredibly honest he's fucking pissed. His wings are itchy, his back muscles are sore, he's tired, hungry and he'd rather be at home with his mate.

His warm, soft, bite-able mate… wait fuck work.

But no, instead of dragging Touya to the nest and telling him all his woes, he's on hour fourteen of patrol, with an ever growing stack of paperwork to be done, and a crew of sidekicks waiting on him to hand out schedules before his day can end.

Had he purposely grabbed the extra hours because he knows that he's going to need at least a week off of work when his spring fever hits? (fuck you Shiggy he's not calling it bird flu) Yes he had, but that doesn't mean he can't be mad about it.

Spring was kicking his ass this year, Touya thought it was the added stress of the PLF, but he'd blame anything on them.

He probably right though, having to move their nest so close to mating season, taking on the extra workload to move the leagues plans forward, the heros finalizing their own plans to take the league down, having hundreds of new people know their secret and moved too freely throughout their home, his mate being surrounded by new people fawning all over him or barely holding back the want to stab him…

His instincts started thrashing in his skull screaming about Touyas safety. He needs to see his mate now.

Hawks pulled out his personal phone, about to text Touya to see if they could at least grab a meal together to settle bird brain when his stupid work phone began to ring.

Hawks took a calming breath, reminding himself he only had six more hours till he'd be with his mate, "you got Hawks."

"Hello sir, the commission called to request your presence for an urgent matter. I've sent you the location, It'll take you twenty minutes to get there," his assistant chirped.

/Fuuuuuuck/ Hawks internally groaned not letting his displeasure color his voice, sparrow didn't deserve that, "Thanks for letting me know Sparrow, you're a peach."

He ended the call grumbling every curse he could remember in multiple languages while banking hard to the left. This better be worth his time.

***

To absolutely no one's surprise the meeting was not worth his fucking time.

"I do not want to deal with him right now," Hawks growled, "We have an agreement that I have limited contact with him and none during the spring. Which I will remind you is for his benefit and not mine"

Being openly hostile towards his handlers wasn't the best idea since he needed to keep his cover. Logically Hawks knew this, but bird brain was pulling most of the strings right now and hostile was better than murderous. Right?

"Unfortunately it's required for you both to be here, we can not reschedule due to your inability to keep your… instincts in check," his handler didn't even try to disguise the contempt in their voice, "You should be grateful we still allow you to waste so much time each year on this nonsense, We had hoped you'd grow out of it by now."

Hawks held back the rage pounding in his head, the instincts they so openly hated screaming at him to rip out their throat and bring the carcass back to his mate.

Touya might actually like that. Spirits, his firefly was so perfect.

"Of course, how dare I think of my own comfort rather than the greater good," Hawks says walking past his handler into the board room, the sarcasm lost on them, "Let's get this over with."

He slammed the door behind him, he had no patience left for the hero facade they built him, around the table sat a handful of the other top ten, notably missing is that stupid washing machine 'hero'. If they didn't want people to think of hero society as a fucking joke maybe they should stop treating their precious rankings like one.

"Well what are we waiting on? I'm sure we all have more important things to be doing, at least I do."

Mirko gave him one look, then got up to take the seat meant for him next to Endeavor. Gods bless that woman. When they tore down hero society he really hoped she'd join their side, she was a good hero.

Nobody dared to comment on the seating change, the heros had been briefed on Hawks and Endeavor's strenuous relationship. Not the full story, obviously not the real story. Just enough to make sure they helped keep them separated as much as possible.

"Thank you all for coming in today," the chairman started.

Hawks tuned them out, he'd be briefed again later on what his actual part was, right now he needs to focus on keeping himself calm and getting bird brain under control.

He finds himself thinking about Touya, because when is he not? He let's his mind wander to how in five and a half hours he'd be able to steal Touya away back to their nest unbothered for a full week under the threat of very real physical harm if they were disturbed. He could keep Touya locked away; feeding him, making him rest, helping him destress from all the bullshit the PLF were up to. Spirits, yes a full week of just him and his mate in their nest, maybe he'd grab some more blankets, the new room at the mansion was bigger than they had in a while so they could expand the nest, oooh more pillows too. He could get Touya to preen his wings and finally shed the rest of the winter fluff so he wouldn't be as itchy. It's been ages since they had enough time alone together for Touya to really preen him, and the added feathers would make the nest even more homey.

"Hawks? Hawks? Hawks!"

Hawks jolted back to earth, ugh the meeting. Mirko was looking at him, actually everyone was looking at him.

"What did I miss?," Hawks asked, not actually caring.

Mirko gave him a reassuring smile, "you were trilling a bit, babe."

Oh good now he gets to look forward to a lecture in keeping his unsightly bird noises to himself, "must've dozed off for a second. Where were we?"

"Hawks we don't have time to repeat ourselves, this is a time sensitive case with possible League involvement that Endeavor has brought to our attention," the chairman scolded.

Hawks rolled his eyes, "he stumbled his way into a possible human trafficking ring that's thought to be mostly children taken for their quirks, nothing confirmed, in a low traffic area, with little reason to think the League is involved besides a single unreliable witness and you guys want us to take it down, am I keeping up?"

He knew he was, daydreaming or not he was capable of processing multiple lines of stimulus. You think the people who'd trained him would remember that. He also knew that the witness had only seen the league there when they were wiping out that particular group last month.

The chairman cleared their throat, "Yes well, as I was saying, we want to send in Hawks and Endeavor first to clear out the children."

Hawks scoffed, they were about to regret gaining his full attention, "I get why I'm there but literally anybody else at this table would be a better fit for helping clear out children than the heat miser. For fucks sake I could do it better and faster by myself"

He felt a flare of heat from where the asshole in question was sitting. The chairman spoke up, "these children are living in a highly vulnerable area, they're more likely to respond well to faces as well known as the number one and two hero."

Hawks had to laugh at that, "Highly vulnerable? You mean poor, and easily written off for whatever destruction he causes. But hey maybe you're right; children being victimized by assholes will just love being greeted by a flaming asshole, very familiar, making sure they feel right at home."

Endeavor slammed his fist on the table, "Enough! You are out of line Hawks, I am more than capable of taking care of children! I have been one of the top heros in this country for longer than you've had your license and I will not stand for this slander!"

"You're capable of keeping a kid alive? That's news to me," Hawks snarled at him getting up from his seat, the little bit of calm he'd built up had already slipped away and he needed to get out before shit hit the fan, "I'm leaving, send me the details later."

"Sit down Hawks, children's lives are at stake," Endeavor shouted at him, "I won't let them end up like Touya."

Hawks felt the blood dripping down his talons before he'd registered moving. His wings, turned razor sharp, had flared out behind him, "You. Do. Not. Get. To. Say. His. Name."

He could hear the other heros demanding he let go of Endeavor's throat, his instincts were much louder though.

The tranquilizers they tried to shoot at him were quickly knocked away by his feathers.

Sprites above, you'd think they'd know better that they trained him to well to be taken out so easily, fucking amateurs.

Endeavor tried to reach up to claw at Hawks hands, flames licking up his sides as his anger grew, but no oxygen means no flames.

Hawks laughed at his struggle, sending a feather to stab through his wrist and pinning them behind the larger man, "such a hot head, gonna burn me too? Don't think they'll be able to cover this one up so easily."

"Hawks, let go," his handler's voice echoed through the room with a tremor of fear, but it only persuaded Hawks to sink his talons further into his neck, holding his prey more secure.

"Hawks, I won't ask again."

Did they really think they were still in a place to be making demands? With one breath he could decapitate Endeavor, slice his handler to ribbons and escape through the window. His feathers told him the other heros had already been moved out of the room, they wouldn't be quick enough to catch him once he was in the sky.

Taking his head would kill him too quickly though, he needed to have his suffering dragged out, to burn for at least as long as they'd let his mate burn.

We still need someone on the inside, the only rational part of his brain left said, it sounded suspiciously like Touya.

Fine.

"The only reason you're still alive is because I haven't thought of a painful enough way to end you," Hawks slowly pulled his talons out of Endeavor's throat, enjoying the feeling of the blood trailing down his arms, the sounds of Endeavor's choked gasping breaths, "if you dare say His name again I won't be stopped."

"Let him leave," the handler demanded as two workers rushed by them to help Endeavor out of the room.

Hawks kept his hands at his sides only turning to meet his handlers gaze when he heard the door click shut.

He had to keep his cool, going feral in the commission's headquarters would end in a full out shit show. He could handle it no problem but they had a plan, he needed to stick to the plan. Just breathe, put on a fake smile and get out of here.

"Your 'mate' has been dead for over ten years, it is time to let go of this grudge."

They weighed nothing, Hawks easily tossed them through the double doors to where the hero's were waiting; he could hear their bones breaking against the walls. He stepped easily over what remained of the door, feathers sharpened in a halo around him pointed at his newest target.

Fuck being calm, fuck keeping the inside connection.

He'll end this one first, then go and finish what he'd started with the burn out. Anyone that got in his way would be taken care of.

The others were slow, they wouldn't be going for the kill so he already had the upper hand.

"Keigo."

Hawks snapped his head to the left. That was Touyas voice, a younger Touya? What was he doing here? It's not safe.

"Tou?!," he questioned.

The commissioner stood in his line of sight, recorder still in her hands and an out of breath Mirko by her side, "Hawks you need to stand down. I understand they've been very insensitive about your condition and measures will be taken so this doesn't happen again. You are on medical leave until further notice"

Kill her.

Mirko must've read the thoughts racing through his mind, "Go home, feathers. You need to rest."

Hawks closed his eyes taking a deep breath, they had plans that were years in the making. Swallow down the momentary rage for the long term success.

"yeah, Yeah I gotta…"

He didn't let himself finish the thought, just jumped through the nearest window, he needed to get out while his head was slightly clear.

His hands fumbled for his phone, pressing his speed dial. Touya picked up on the first ring.

"Hey Dove,-" Hawks didn't let him finish.

"Portal, need," he was losing brain function again with the smell of Endeavor's blood still on his hands this close to his face. He shared his location hearing it ping on the other end and thirty agonizing seconds later the cloud of black mist erupted in front of him.

He didn't slow at all, flying through the portal and directly into Touya's waiting arms on the other side.

"Bad day, Kei?," Touya asked against his neck.

"Fucking fire bitch….meeting… murder him," he was losing it again.

Touya hummed lightly, "I'm safe Keigo, right here."

"Safe," Hawks repeated.

It took a couple more minutes for his mind to stop racing, Touya had the foresight to have Kurogiri drop them into their room. Coming down from an almost feral snap was easier when surrounded by their scent.

"Well good news is, I have a lot of time off."

## Afterword

End Notes

> I don't know who Canon is but she doesn't exist at 3am when I want feral Hawks ♡.

> Thanks for reading! More to come!

> Edited on 8/20/23- it's longer now! (With like 10 less grammatical errors )

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