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He looks at you up and down, before smirking and stepping away from your personal space. He stuffs his hands in his pockets, chuckling lightly. "Sorry about that, didn't mean to scare you." He winked, offering you a friendly smile. Looking at the stack of papers he quirks a brow, before making eye contact with you again. "So what brings you around here hm? You seem to be... lost?" He looks smug as hell, golden eyes looking right into your soul, sending a shiver down your spine. You swallow thickly. Of all of the way you thought of meeting the number three hero on the medical floor of an agency hadn't really crossed your mind, astonishingly. "Um, yeah." You let out a short breathless laugh, feeling your wings begin to ruffle up on their on accord. Y/N, also known as Soarin, spends most days working at an agency as a healer, training with her mentor, and going out on night patrols. That is, until she begins having dreams about a certain pro hero; Hawks. Contains: Humor Fluff Romance Pining Action Angst Blood Gore Surgery Alcohol/Drugs Smut Mental Health Issues Torture Manga Spoilers Alternative Timeline Backstory POV Second Person
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