3. Sketches


When (y/n) checked the time, she realised that she only had an hour until she had to leave for work.


"I have to get dressed for work quickly, feel free to watch TV or something"
She said to him before leaving the living room.


While she got changed, hawks took this opportunity to snoop around.


Other than her name, and that she had a pretty good sense of humor, nothing else about (y/n) had been revealed to him and he was contempt on finding out.


He stood up from the couch and began looking around her living room.


It was overall a very nice house, homely enough for two or three people to live comfortably but wasn't too much space than you knew what to deal with.


Not to mention her house was in a very wealthy neighbourhood. Hawks wondered what job she may have to afford a house like this considering she was only young, maybe 23 or 24.


Maybe she had a rich partner that she lived with? If that was the case then staying the night probably wasn't the best idea.


Her home was... artistic. She had many paintings and photographs hung up as well as an abundance of plants scattered around.


On a trinket next to her television was a large collection of crystals in a variety of colours.


Maybe she uses them for which magic? He thought.


He came across a filled notebook sitting on her coffee table with pages of magazines sticking out. He picked it up and flicked inside it to see multiple sketches and drawings of dress designs.


A variety of colours and styles were drawn artistically on every page.


Photos of cloth and tool were stuck on and around drawings as well as messily written handwriting with descriptions next to each.


Hawks was amazed, each drawing was very intricate and amazingly designed.


"When I said watch TV or something I didn't mean snoop around my apartment hawks"


He quickly placed the book back on the table before looking up to see (y/n) placing the backing of her earring on.


"I'm sorry, I was just tryna find-"


"Find out all my secrets, yeah I assumed"


She was dressed in a violet two piece pant suit with small heels and her hair was styled nicely.


"You're a designer"
It was meant to be a question but came out more of a statement.


She could definitely be a model if she wanted. He thought


"Mhmm, it my job, to design and create clothes for celebrities, tv stars and occasionally hero costumes if I'm lucky."
She replied while picking a purse that matched her outfit from a rack.


"Woah, so that's how you managed get such a nice house like this"


"Coming from the guy who lives in the top floor of a penthouse."She spoke
"And yes the job does help but I paid at least half of this house with saved up money from before I became a designer actually. It kinda sucks because everyone assumes I get money off a rich husband or something"


Hawks felt a pang of guilt in his heart from when he assumed she must indeed have a rich husband to pay for everything.


"So do you have somewhere you need to be today, we can share a cab on my way to work?"
She asked.


"Uh yea I have some paperwork at the agency I need to fill out and a meeting with Endeavour."


"My works a block or two away from your agency so that works out great"


She called up the taxi number and told the lady on the other line the address.


After 15 minutes the taxi arrived and hawks and (y/n) hopped inside.


It was weird. She had to admit. She would be seen in public with a big time hero like hawks.


Of course, her designs are quite well known around Japan, and she could be referred to as "popular" but no one really knows the face behind It all.


As she sat down on the taxi seat she was about to tell the driver there destination before she realised. The driver, was the the creepy man from last night.


Ah just great


"Hey there sweetheart, nice to see you again"
He winked into the rear view mirror which (y/n) replied with a disappointed sigh.


She turned her attention to the hero attempting to enter the taxi but struggling because of the two large wings on his back.


She giggled at his attempts


Once he finally made it in, he greeted the driver.


"Wow sweetheart, I thought you said your rich husband didn't buy your house for you, but when he's the number two pro hero that's hard to believe."


She ignored his words and gave him the address while they sat quietly in the back.


Once the taxi made it to Hawks' agency, she pulled out her wallet when hawks pulled out his card and scanned it before she got the chance to pay.


"It's me starting to repay you"
He said with a smile


They both go out of the taxi before it drive off.


"Did you know that guy? What was he talking about"


"He was my taxi driver last night on my way home, he kept commenting on my outfit and assumed I had just come from the strip club, he said that I must have got my husband to pay for my house because I wouldn't of been able to afford it myself. Eventually I got out early and then stumbled into you"
She replied.


"Jeez what a jackass, I should of gotten him arrested."


"Arrested? For what? Assuming I was a stripper"


He laughed.


"No his registration was expired, I read it on his visor, I just decided to let someone else catch him"


"I'm sure he'll get his karma eventually"
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