Aizawa snuck back in, so quiet Kitsune didn't notice until his arms were around her.
Kitsune's breath hitched. "Wh-what?"
"I'm sorry." Aizawa angled her face to his. "Your beautiful…"
"I-I'm not…" Kitsune looked away.
"Stop. Let's go somewhere. I'll buy you coffee."
"I….alright…" Kitsune whispered.
Aizawa helped her up.
Kitsune leaned close. "I-I don't k ow how..long it will last…me being..like this…"
"That's alright. I'll keep you safe."
Kitsune nodded. "O-okay." She shivered slightly.
Aizawa pulled her closer, putting his jacket on her. "Here. Warm up."
"B-but you'll be cold…"
"No. I'll have you."
"I'm not that warm…"
Aizawa smiled. "You will be. I'll take you someplace warm."
Kitsune realized. "You're trying to apologize aren't you?"
Aizawa grunted and took her out.
Kitsune smiled a little and leaned against him.
Aizawa took her to a coffee shop.
Kitsune blinked and ordered some coffee.
"It's warm here right?" Aizawa smiled.
Kitsune eyed the fireplace, nodding. "Very warm."
"Yes. Thank you."
"Have some coffee."
Kitsune smirked at him. "Have some tea." She challenged.
Cheekily, Aizawa took hers and drank it.
Not to be outdone, Kitsune took his and sipped it.
Aizawa smiled. "Now we have both had some of each others."
"Mm. So it would seem." Kitsune took her tea back. "Mine."
XXX
Hawks flew down to the stage and covered Miko with his wings, pulling her out. "Did I do this?" He gestured to her wings.
"No of course not. I manifested."
"What?" Hawks stared at her.
"My quirk is spiritual power, and when it gets strong enough it manifests into physical form. The wings disappear if my will is shattered."
Miko leaned into Hawks' wings, realizing for the first time that he shivered when she touched them.
"But I want to help….I don't mind." Hawks shuddered slightly.
"Are you hurting? Maybe I shouldn't touch you there…" Miko started to move away.
Hawks stopped her. "Don't. I'm not hurting."
"Um. Ok good. Cuz I like them." Miko stroked his wings and cuddled into their protective embrace."
"You like my wings?" Hawks smiled. "Well that's good. Let's get you somewhere safe."
Miko grinned mischievously. "Think I can fly?"
Hawks grinned. "No. Not yet. Not for awhile yet. Still got baby wings."
"They aren't baby wings! I'm at least a fledgling!" Miko pouted.
"Baby wings, little bird. Still baby wings."
Miko pouted, stroking his wings and enjoying his look of pleasure." Then what are these wings called?"
"Hm? What do…You mean?"
"If mine are baby wings, what are these called?" Miko kept petting him.
Hawks snorted. "Grown up wings."
"So your a grown up, ne?" Miko wrapped her arms around him. "Show me how it's done mr-grown up. Fly me to safety."
Hawks smiled fondly. "You are something else." He huffed and picked her up. "Best hold on then."
Miko nuzzled his neck and whispered. "I like FAST!"
"Oh really?" Hawks sped off into the sky.
Miko clutched him. "Don't drop me Hawks!"
"I assure you that I want drop you." Hawks held her close. "That scared?"
"I'm not scared!" Miko felt his cheek against hers. "Your so warm…"
"You cold?"
"It's snowing; Featherhead."
"Yeah it is." Hawks landed and put his jacket on her. "There."