A/N: Warning, Chapter contains explicit sexual content, because you can't have these two in a room together without them going at it, I guess. Let me know what you think and hope you enjoy!

Chapter 20

Present Day – Day 13

"Asami!" his voice rasps as he bangs on the door wildly. "Asami!" he cries out frantically as he continues to pound on the door. "Fucking liar!" he sneers as he turns around to find Dabi and fucking kill him.

The door clicks open and Hawks turns on his heel to look at her. His eyes widen to the size of dinner plates when he looks onto her.

Standing in front of him is a pile of messy purple hair, bloodshot lidded amethyst eyes that squint from the light of the hallway, and the comforting scent of flowers and her.

"What the hell are you doing?" Asami snaps at him groggily. "I was sleeping, you're gonna wake up the whole floor!"

"A…Asami…" his voice cracks as he pushes through the threshold of her apartment. He instantly snatches her face on both sides with his hands, staring deeply into her widening lilac pools. "You're here," he exhales.

"Yeah, what the hell is going on with you?" she asks him, swatting his hands from her face and seeing the frantic look in his eyes.

He steps away from her, seeing the tightness in her body, and her adverse reaction to him. He swallows hard when he looks at her.

This has to be a trick. Toga maybe?

From the reports obtained by UA, Toga has the ability to take on anyone's form with their blood.

Or maybe this is even Twice's Quirk? Hawks isn't sure how his Quirk works, and what the limitations of his doubles are, but he knows he's capable of making duplicates of himself and others.

"Where've you been?" he asks her cautiously, wondering which one of them is in there. "Since the Billboard Charts?"

The mention of it brings an annoyed look to her face, and he figures that's a genuine response that he would expect from her. "After the shit you pulled?" she returns harshly. "I had to blow off some steam, so I went to my dad's overseas."

He blinks back at her, unsure how the League of Villains would know that her father is overseas. But he can't see her visiting him. Though she and her father have a decent relationship, he is the last place she would go to blow off some steam. Fuyumi would be first above anyone—Natsuo if she wasn't available. Hell, anyone in the Todoroki family would come before her father including Endeavor himself.

He can't see her going to her father to relax. She's told him countless times that her father does anything but that for her. She's even admitted to him once before that Endeavor is more of a father to her than her own father, even though she isn't that close to the Number One Hero. Regardless, Hawks can't help but find the information to be far too out of character.

Maybe she just needed to put that much distance between the two of them? But that's not like her. If she really needed to escape him, she would do it by burying herself in her work. Things are not adding up here and he needs to ensure this is really her.

"Why'd you take so much time off of work? Without telling the Agency when you'd be back?"

"Why are you asking these questions?" she challenges him with her hands on her hips. "I don't work for you. I don't have to answer to you about my time off balance."

The response is a defensive one, and he can't say without a doubt that she wouldn't respond in this way, after what he said at the Billboard Charts, he doesn't expect her to speak to him at all.

He glances down, noticing the necklace around her neck. He honestly expected her to take that off with how angry she must have been with him. He notices that the necklace is the one he gave her, but Dabi could have easily taken it off of her and placed it on this double.

"Look, I'm sorry," he tells her honestly. "I fucked up at the Billboard Charts and I fucked up with our relationship in general," he says genuinely feeling terrible for what he's done as his eyes become increasingly bloodshot. "I want to make it up to you," he tells her as she stands with her arms crossed over her chest.

He has to tell her these things, whether or not this is her, he needs to tell her what he's come to realize with the threat that she was gone from him.

"You shine so brightly in my eyes, Asami," he tells her, looking into her eyes for understanding. "You matter to me in this world when everything else is meaningless," he says and her harsh expressions begin to fall. "I want to save this relationship that I've fucked up so badly," he says with the fear of her having been kidnapped still fresh in his eyes.

He doesn't put it past Dabi to use her real absence as a way of controlling him to kill Best Jeanist, but he also doesn't put it past that maniac to create a double of her to string him along any further, and for that reason, he needs to test her.

"I love you, Asami," he declares to her and she blinks at him, lips slowly parting in shock. "I love you, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life, and if that means ending my hero career to be with you, then I will do it. Because I'm exhausted, and I'm tired of hiding it. I want to take you out and eat chicken and drink Sake and show the world that you're my girl. I can't hide it anymore. I won't. I want to do whatever I have to do to be with you. Openly and Publicly."

He watches her, waiting for her response. If he knows her as well as he believes he does, she'll say—

"Keigo," she breathes incredulously and Hawks' throat collapses as she uses his name. "You can't," she breathes and he closes his eyes, a tear falling down his cheek.

Hawks has known that Asami has always wanted something more from their relationship since they became serious for one another. She wanted to be his girlfriend, and hiding the relationship became clearly taxing on her, but if there was anything that motivated Asami, it's her career. And she knew the importance of their careers. Going public would ruin her reputation, and discredit her rise to Endeavor's agency.

But despite all that…

It's not her.

If it was truly her, she would see the strain he is under. She would know how exhausting the hero work has been for him. He hasn't wanted to be a hero for a while. He has told her in the past that he wants to live in a world where he has spare time on his hands. His retirement would be something that he wants, and as selfish as he's been, the real Asami would want what's best for him. Not what's best for her. Because she's selfless.

"Are you sure?" he asks her, feeling the pang in his heart as he looks onto her purple pools at how convincing she is.

"The public needs you, Keigo," she tells him taking his face in her hands and rubbing his cheek with her thumb. "You know I would want nothing more, but…" she shakes her head. "I can't be selfish; we need to do what's best for the people of Japan."

"Yeah," he breathes, trying to keep the tears from falling down his cheeks wondering where his Asami is, wishing those true words he spoke were saved for her.

She pulls him into her hold and presses a kiss to his lips that he finds himself feeling vile for returning. Dabi's undoubtedly watching him, and he needs to make a show, otherwise the villain will know that he suspects the double and may retaliate against the real Asami.

His voice shakes as he pulls away from her and says, "Do you mind if I stay tonight?" he winces as he would want nothing more than to leave and find the real Asami.

She smiles up at him, and it just makes him ache with the thought that the real Asami is out there, and not smiling.

"Of course," she beams at him as she takes his hand and leads him to the bedroom.

Hawks does a once over of the room, noticing the bed is made, but wrinkled from her nap. He gulps when he looks at the sheets, knowing that when Asami naps—which is never—she does so under the sheets, and not atop them. She gets too cold too easily.

Another inconsistency.

He glances out the window, seeing the big open space looking out the nighttime Japan cityscape. Dabi mentioned that he was watching her before he kidnapped her. So atop one of these adjacent highrises, Dabi is sitting and watching to ensure Hawks is taking the bait.

He looks away from the windows and back to the purple-haired girl. She looks so much like Asami, and she acts so much like her as well, so she can't really be Toga in there. This must be one of Twice's doubles then. So why does it feel so much like cheating? She isn't real, whoever is standing before him, but the idea of being intimate with her seems vile and dishonest.

But what else am I supposed to do?

He swallows hard as she looks onto him with wide innocent-like eyes. She's not allowed to look at him like that… not when she's a tool of manipulation.

"Get on the bed," he commands her in a low register. He needs to get this over with.

She delicately bites her lip and crawls atop the bed and he can see her panties past the short dress as she arches her back to display her ass in the air.

She wouldn't wear a dress like that in this weather. It's too cold and she gets cold easily. She'd be in sweats or pajamas if she just got back from a flight, let alone just waking from a nap.

Another inconsistency.

She lays down on her back, looking up at him with glimmering eyes as he crawls on the bed. He leans down into her, lifting the fabric of her short green dress to see the black lace panties that greet him. He can't bring himself to kiss her and get her riled up, so he will just have to work on her down here. Closing his eyes, she'll be the real Asami.

He hooks his fingers in the waistband of her panties and pulls them down her creamy legs. She moans lightly as he lifts himself back up to her. He takes in a deep breath, looking up into her eyes once more and they return with a bright anticipation.

Hawks snakes his arms around her knees, dragging her down the bed with one swift motion, and burying his lips into her folds.

She fucking tastes the same, he groans with disgust at how perfect she is.

Asami arches her back as he expertly moves his tongue against her clit in circular motions and swirling her natural juices around. His tongue flattens against her folds, lapping up her juices as he unsnakes his arm from her knees and brings his hand to her folds.

He pulls his tongue away and presses his fingers to the exterior of her sex. He rubs his fingers up and down her slit, gathering her slick onto his pointer and middle fingers before he plunges them both into her at once. This earns a bucking of her hips and a hiss from her lips that melds into a soft moan as he begins pumping.

He keeps his eyes on her cunt, unable to look at her as he feels guilty for getting hard from this.

The moans that come out of her mouth while he pumps his fingers in and out of her sounds so much like her. The way she tilts her head back and parts her lips with breathy pants is so much like her. The way she clutches onto the sheets and bucks her hips against his fingers to drive them deeper inside her is so much like her.

She goes to move her legs over his shoulders but he stops her, pulling his fingers out of her folds and grabbing each knee with both hands. He firmly separates her legs and pins them to the mattress to open her up to him. He buries his face in her folds, lapping up the excess lube on her as he sucks her clit with loud smacks.

"Ah! Fuck, Keigo. Yeah!"

He gets hard as a rock hearing her like that. Panting his name with breathy needy moans that crash against her throat.

He reintroduces his fingers back into her and she arches her back once more, her hips shaking from the stimulation of his sucking and pumping fingers. Hawks' wings begin extending, taking over the entirety of the room as he finds himself getting harder and harder the more that she's writhing under him.

Her toes curl and her hips dip against his mouth as she feels a building in her core. He sees this and begins pumping harder inside her wetness. The room fills with the sounds of her breathy moans, and the smacking of his fingers against her exterior.

"Right there," she demands. "Don't stop. Don't stop. Don't stop!" she cries in succession as he continues his pace, not daring to change or falter his movements for fear that he will drop her. "Fuck I'm cuming! Don't stop! Don't—ah!"

He lifts his eyes up to look at her and watch as her head flings back to bury itself under the mess of sheets and her tangled purple hair, while her back arches as if her soul was being taken from her body. Her legs begin quivering between his head, and he smiles against her folds as he continues to lick and suck up her cum.

She pants wildly as she comes down from her high, her chest lifting and falling with shallow breaths. Her eyes are fixated on the ceiling as Hawks lifts himself from between her legs. He wipes her cum off of his lips with the back of his hand as he watches her ride the last moments of her high.

Her purple orbs crawl down from the ceiling to him as her brows tangle in pleasure. "I want more," she whines as she yearns to have him fill her up in a way his fingers can't. "I want to ride you," she says more as a command then a suggestion.

Hawk's smiles as he lifts himself off of the bed and begins removing his pants and shirt. He's quickly naked and moves to the bed to lay down on his back and being mindful of his wings.

She sheds her dress, but remains wearing her black lace bra. She crawls on top of him and he watches her as her eyes are heavily lidded with lust. He can't help but bounce his cock at the vision of her and she smiles devilishly at him.

She takes his cock in her hands, pumping it softly. She smiles at him and before he can register the intent of her smile, she dips her head down and takes the entire length of his cock in her mouth. He intakes a sharp breath as she drools all over him.

"Shit," he releases between clenched teeth as she begins bobbing her head against his hips. She lifts herself off of him and he watches as a string of saliva connects both of them together. Her eyes land on his and they stare at one another in this intense moment.

She smiles wickedly at him, seeing the want in his eyes and crawls towards him. She shimmies herself over his hips, as she takes hold of his shaft and drives her hips down onto his. He places his hands firmly on her hips as he moves her to the rhythm that he wants her in. She begins rocking her hips against his in circular motions.

"Oh, you feel so good," she whines as she grinds against him. She repositions her hips and places her hands on the headboard of her bed to clutch onto for support. She begins bouncing against him, while still driving her hips in circular motions.

He looks up at her as her long purple hair falls around her face and tickles down at him. Her face is scrunched in the thralls of pleasure as she pants with each thrust. He can feel her clenching around his cock and she's tighter than usual since she's still constricting from her orgasm prior.

Hawks lifts his hands from her hips and traces the dip of her skin from her sweaty spine. He reaches the back of her bra and expertly unhooks the material. She removes her hands from the headboard and releases her breasts from the lacy bra.

He wastes no time lifting himself from the bed and latching his lips onto her breasts. She moans with acceptance as he tongues and nibbles on her sensitive rose buds.

"Shit, you're driving me crazy!" she groans as she digs her hips deeper against his and he bottoms out inside her.

"Yeah baby," he coos against her nipples. "Feels so fuckin' good."

She lifts herself from the headboard and throws her head back, straightening her body upright and pulling his lips from her breast. Her own hands cup her breasts as Hawk's moves his right hand to hold onto her waist and his left hand between her legs and tracing her clit with his thumb.

"Oh god, yeah," she moans with her eyes closed. "Like that," she huffs. "God, I love the way you feel," she whimpers.

He watches her as she's completely lost in the stimulation that they're providing one another. She's on full display for him as she rides him and touches herself with shaking hands. She's also on full display for Dabi if he's watching and he takes this moment to take over the game.

Hawks unplucks one of his feathers from his wings without moving his hands from her. While her eyes are closed, he commands the feather to fly and place itself behind the dresser by the bedroom door. From here, he will be able to hear anything that is being said in the master bedroom and the living room.

So, if Dabi ever steps foot into this place, he will know, and he will have his confirmation that she's gone, and hopefully the villain will divulge any information that Hawks can use to find her.

I hope you're enjoying the show for now, Dabi. Because you won't be smiling for long.