"Hawks a hero or a villain!"

That was the title on the front page of Tokyo's number one newspaper. The streets were flooded with it, every man, woman and dog had one and you could say the hero painted in the piece had more than his fair share of feelings about it. He scrunched it and threw it into the bin standing beside all those who wanted him be painted in such a positive light unlike the one shown in the news article.

'This is extremely bad for your publicity.'

He ignored it and just smiled, his feet raised upon the oak table, crossed arms and his eyes unwavering from the scenic views just outside the office setting.

'What about her?' there was a slight sing-song in hsi voice, he was intrigued by such a writer who dared to frame him like a bad guy.

The woman paused her unheard ramble, she adjusted the papers as her face went bright red. He took this as bait leaning forward till there was barely inches apart from him and her. It made her cheeks grow wild, a blooming bloody red color smothered across said face.

'Her- her name is-s Y/n L/n.' she continued to go on about the girl yet that wasn't what he cared for just about the certain name he liked- no loved hearing her name yet not out of anyone else's mouth just his own.He stood up abruptly fixing his hair he let his finger run through it as the afternoon light began turning dusky.

'Guess I should go give little missy a visit.' he giggled, 'No! Hawks you can't visit her you'll be arrested for tre-' in one final swoop he left dispersing in a large amount wind with a few little feather left 'trespassing...' she sighed.

The door was knocked on in a soft soft song like a lullaby or something of the sorts. The owner of the apartment strutted towards the door. In a shirt that did not belong to her, with hair a floof her makeup partially rubbed off by rubbing at her tired eyes. She opened the door expecting a butler or waiter to deliver her ordered food however other cards were at the table for her.

The small flutter of paper in her face made her giggle, the small color of red underneath made her blush both flirtatiously and in shock that he dared do such a public act of love to her.

'You fool.' she grumbled, she threw yanked the paper from his face seeing a small fainted smile upon his lips.

'You love it.' he placed a kiss upon her hand as she dragged him through the small urban apartment before she got over thrown pushed down into the muscular frame snuggled upon the couch were his lips stayed upon the crown of her head it was a long kiss where his lips stayed there before placing continuous fast little kiss on her favorite spot when she isn't in the perhaps "mood" he particularly liked.

'My-' the door knocked once more.

She grumbled and she slipped out of his grip even though she was pulled back by the hand that snatched onto his shirt she decided to own. She made her way to the door passed the coffee table with the thrown newspaper and red roses he brought on to make her swoon. She opened the door expecting to see the butler yet she poorly mistaken.

'Y/n,'

Her face went stoic in anger, 'You do know it's not polite to visit someone on business needs out of business times.'

'But-' he went to kiss her hand but she pulled both behind her.

'Mr Hawks, if you are upset about what I wrote then get your agents to speak to me during my business hours, however, you standing over me at my door only proves my point I wrote about.'

He opened his mouth however she just ignored him, she gave him a smile and a wave before she shut the door on his face. She turned around and let out a little huff. She wandered back to stand just in front of him before he pulled her body down to his level.

She could tell he was angry that another man dared to speak to her. He wrapped his arms around her tighter, kissing her nape in anger as she sat there letting her hand crawl into his dyed hair.

'Jealous much?' she cooed to him flipping over so she could face in ever so much detail. He looked sad almost sulky if that from the ways his eyes lit up.

'You can say what you can say.'

He stared up at her as he began to bite the skin on her neck desiring it to bruise to show his ownership over her.

'Jealousy really suits you, Dabi~'