Bonus Chapter: Christmas in the Cabin
1 Year Ago - Christmas Day
"When Sakura woke on Christmas morning the first thing that she was aware of was that she was in her bed alone. Sadness almost struck her through the chest if it wasn't for the smell of coffee and... toffee?
It shouldn't have surprised her that her childhood friend would be the first to wake and to already be getting started on the day.
Outside the winter she could see that the sun was rising and there was fresh snow falling from the clouded sky. The Tokyo city was watching up to a white Christmas.
Sakura was about to follow the smell of coffee and toffee but Takaharu was already opening the door with a tray in hand.
A holiday mug had steam billowing over the top and next to it were cinnamon toffee crunch cookies. The cookies that they would share on the rooftop at teenagers. Before he was a CEO millionaire and she was just a small time employee.
"I got you something." He spoke as he placed the try on the side table.
"I didn't get you anything." Sakura blushed thinking about how there was nothing she could get him that he couldn't buy on his own.
"And you don't have to. You're being here and supporting me and loving me if gift enough." He pulls out a small velvet box.
She bites her lip nervously. Her heart was beating rapidly. Anticipating.
"But the greatest gift of all, would be the honor of having you as my wife."
Yuri put the book down onto the nightstand and pulled a pillow close to her chest. Squeezing it tightly as she felt the water fill her eyes. She was too prideful to let them fall. But against her will one tear slipped out the corner and left a wet trail on her cheek.
Looking around the room she sees how she had decorated for the holidays. There was green garland with lights winding around her bed posts, and she had a mini tree on the dresser. It was next to the TV that had a fireplace ambiance playing.
She had never had a traditional Christmas but they were all definitely unique. Many of them she were spent on missions. The most normalized one was when she was with a few prep school students.
Last years was notably remembered by her gagging so hard on a mans junk that she puked on him.
And then the year before that was the cabin. Just the thought makes her squeeze tighter on the pillow before releasing it. Looking at the mini Christmas tree. It had colorful lights but was bare underneath. Her and Hawks had exchanged gifts last year while they were away.
While gazing into the lights of the mini tree, her dissociation had her ears muffled. But just through the halls she could just barely hear the familiar song of music.
Before thinking any further on the topic her bedroom door is being kicked in and there is Hawks.
He is wearing a full Santa suit with a sack over his shoulder and in his hand a phone blaring music.
"I wanna wish you a merry Christmas. From the bottom of my heart. Feliz Navi-" He stops singing along with the song and dramatically stops his phone from playing, "What's going on? What are you doing?"
He strides over next to the bed, looks at her, looks at the book next to her and looking back "Really. This is what your reading? No wonder you look like a sad potato." Swinging the bag from his back onto her bed he opens it, pulls out a present setting it aside and then dumping the rest shouting "Look what Santa brought for the saddest child on Earth!"
"Hawks!" She puts the pillow back into its place, "Did you really get me this many things?"
"No. Those were under a departments store tree. But even if I did, it shouldn't matter." He presents the small gift, "This is what I got you."
"Oh, I got you a small something too." She crawls across her bed, climbs off, and goes to her dresser, "I actually wasn't sure when I'd see you."
Hawks watched her clumsy movements. She was wearing pajama pants that were tight around her thighs and loose everywhere else. Her shirt road up her figure and he only hoped that he'd get a peak at her midsection. The shirt never shifted that far.
"Yeah, I stopped a burglary at the mall." He makes himself comfortable on her bed. For a moment feeling like he was posing for her. The faux presents in front of him and he knew he pulled off the red suit, "That's were I got the wrapped boxes though."
He looks away from her bottom as she turns with a gift and starts to crawl back onto the mattress and lays against the headboard next to him.
"Well, Thanks for the present-ation." She horribly punned. One that he could see himself saying though, "Okay, on three." She hands him the long slender box and he hands his.
Yuri makes sure her eyes don't linger on the hero for too long and instead readies her hands for opening, "One."
"Three." Hawks states and starts to unwrap his gift. And though she was excited to see what he had gotten her, she focused more on him and his reaction.
With the gift wrap torn there was a wooden box with an infinity knot on holding it closed. Yuri watched as Hawks ungloved his hands. Her eyes definitely lingered on his palms and fingers longer than necessary. She told herself he was taking too long to open the box though.
His face was one that she was happy to not have missed. Hawks lifts the gift out of the box.
"A wakizashi?" He whispers and though it was a question she could tell it was more shock.
"Uhh, Yeah. I know that you don't really use weapons because of your feathers. But you totally could. And you should totally train with one." Yuri's fingers graze across his as she starts to point out the details on the short katana sword, "The sheath is cherry wood and I got the blade engraved."
On que he pulls the hilt to examine the words, "Fearlessly I Fall." He arches a brow at her.
"You're always in flight and, well, I want you to always remember that its okay if you need to come down to earth." She didn't elaborate on it any further. Hawks was on the commissions pedestal and there was once a time when they spoke about how far a fall that would be.
They once shared their fears and even if Hawks couldn't remember it, it was still there.
He shook his head and re-sheathed the weapon, "You didn't open yours."
Diversion.
Of course.
"Okay, but I'm pretty sure I win on gifts this year." She tore away at his sloppy wrapping job and opens the box.
Yuri's silenced. It the box is a dainty gold chain with a golden paw print. She turns to look at him. His face is solemn but still he had a small smile. His form of reassurance. He knew what this gift would mean.
"Let me put it on you." He sits up and shifts to her side. Without directions she turns her back to him.
His hands gently touch around her, grazing her collar bone as he collects her long hair and move it all over one shoulder.
The avian hero skillfully lays the delicate chain across her skin and at the nap of her neck he clasps it.
Yuri could feel the heat that radiated off of his body. His palms places on her shoulders and his mouth was close to her ear. Close enough that his breath tickled at her cheek.
His voice was a whisper, "Tell me what happened that night."
She gulped, "You know what happened that night Hawks." Her eyes were closed and she was happy that he couldn't see her face. That he didn't see the lies as they passed her lips.
He was silent but didn't move. Yuri was hyper aware that he was hesitating on what to say next.
"You're not telling me everything."
Still she refused to open her eyes, "I know."
His hands maneuvered her body to facing him. They were so close. They probably hadn't been this close since that night.
"Please."
2 Years Prior - Christmas Day
"Merry Christmas Keigo!" She was so excited that she packed his gift when finding out about their forced vacation.
She carries the gift bag from the bedroom to the living area. Sitting on the couch was Keigo in a fluffy hooded outfit she hadn't seen him in since being in the cabin.
"Awe, you shouldn't have." He grins and turns to look at her from over the back of the couch, "But then again I got us something too."
Yuri watches as he stands up advertising his white cat pajama onesie. He then lifts his arms out and lets another onesie unroll in front of him. A black puppy pajama onesie.
"I'm the cat that ate the bird." He pauses for my reaction, which was just her biting her cheek trying not to laugh, "And you're the dog that ate the cat." He wiggles his eyebrows in a joking suggestive manner.
Yuri laughs.
A laugh that Keigo had hoped for with the onesies. They were last minute purchases during one of his check ins with the commission. He wouldn't have thought of a gift of this nature 3 weeks ago. When they first entered the cabin with the daunting takes that were about to unfold.
But that wasn't the case anymore.
Yuri knew his name and used it. Giving him his identity back. She knew about his parents and the criminal upbringing and why he had such a fanboy appraise for Endeavor.
She knew about all of the brutal and vigorous trainings that the commission put him though. Yuri saw and searched through his memories without judgement.
But beyond that, she also knew him physically too. Their hesitation at the beginning was completely understandable. Through the trials and errors of figuring out her quirk they had grown more and more physically comfortable around each other.
Yuri definitely understood his body probably more then he understood it himself at this point.
"And look, they have little paw print pockets." He excitedly points.
"It's great." She takes the outfit and starts to put it on over her boxer briefs and tank top, "I'll wear it for our last mission tonight." She makes note not to look up from dressing, to not show him her blush at the statement.
"I look forward to it." She hears his teasing, "Now, what did you get me?"
Climbing over the back of the couch she sits crisscross next to him and hands him the bag, "Its not much."
The avian ignores her comment and starts to pull the tissue paper away revealing a box that he just as quickly opened.
Inside were Ray Ban Aviator Sunglasses. Keigo told himself that he'd wear them whenever he got the chance.
"Your other gift can be that we'll finally swap and you can sleep in the bed tonight." They hadn't shared the bed outside of her quirk training. Keigo had always taken the couch.
There was even a night that she remembered passing out with him in the bed from quirk exhaustion but still woke alone.
She didn't see the slight frown appear on his face at her statement and she'd never had known it was there with his chipper response.
"We have Christmas movies and your glutton free Christmas cake to enjoy till then." He winks at her, "And then you can tire me out in the bed."
. . . .
The day went on quicker then a few of the other days that had come and gone during there stay at the cabin. Yuri enjoyed her commission approved cake and Mediterranean salad while Keigo had KFC. They ate at the couch and watched classic Christmas movies and played an international holiday trivia game.
It had gone by quickly and without her noticing it was evening and she had one last mission that the commission needed her to do before they left.
She brought her knees to her chest and thought about how tonight has going to be that last night. The commission had asked her to obtain all sorts of information during her time and had her see just how far she could persuade Keigo, Hawks, into doing various things.
Tonight she had to erase it all.
It stung her when she got her objective and she was reminiscing the past couple days on their time together. Thinking about everything that she'd have to wipe away and what could stay.
She could hear Keigo exit the bathroom and linger in the hall. Yuri couldn't read thoughts or peoples minds when she was in their head. So she never knew what was going on on a personal level with them.
Unless Keigo told her what he was thinking or she read between the lingering glances and slight of hand touches, she didn't know. She had no clue what he though of this being their last night together.
When they first got to the cabin she wanted nothing more then the runaway from the commission and everything. To have her quirk wiped away and to be quirkless. Now she didn't want to leave. She wanted to live in the fantasy that she could feel building between her and Keigo. To expand the expandable between the two of them.
To speak the unspoken words that the commission would only hold over them.
Standing from the couch she doesn't speak as she begins to start the night. Walking toward Keigo who was leaning against the wall and watching her.
His eyes trail over her body. Even in the pajamas he can't help but admire her. Her eyes were already giving him that ready look that she had. Their last mission and he already had a feeling on what she had to try to do.
And he had to let it happen.
He absentmindedly licks his lips as she takes his hand and starts to lead the way. He lets her. It was a huge shift from the first few times when he had to guide them through everything.
He didn't much like looking back on it. Because how could something bad feel so good.
The good or bad morality shifted somewhere in the both of them at some point and they instead merged together to just figure out what did and didn't work with her quirk. And what did and didn't feel good with their bodies.
Keigo's palm felt hot in her hand. His heart was racing with anticipation. Her dominance and leadership was already turning him on. Yuri had come a long way since their first night.
He was halted in front of the mattress where she pulled on his arm to maneuver him into the position that she wanted him in. Which was just standing at the foot. He could just feel the mattress at the back of his knees.
"Keigo," Yuri started to fist his pajamas and he could feel a slight tremble, "I'm sure you won't mind, but I gotta be hella mind blowing tonight. I'm not sure how high I got to get your oxytocin and dopamine levels to do what I got to do."
He hated how small her voice sounded at her confession. With his forefinger and thumb he lifts her head to face him, "We'll just take it one step at a time." Keigo falters only for a moment looking into her eyes, "Since its our last night," He hesitates, "Let us both get something from it."
She hears his words and the question behind them. She had only been the receiving end of their foreplay adventures a few times. When they found out that she wasn't necessary for her quirk to work she was more hesitant on receiving.
Often times the only reason she'd say yes to his advances was because she had fallen into a lust filled haze and couldn't decline. It also occurred to her that Keigo's orgasms' were often stronger and happened quicker when she let him involve her.
Maybe he wanted to get this over with. Maybe he wanted her to get the mission over with as soon as possible and that's why he wanted to.
That's what she wanted to tell herself but she didn't believe it as his fingers on her chin turned into a hand that cradled her cheek.
It would make it easier if that was the case. But Keigo was drawing her closer. His lips only a breath away from hers.
"Please." His small voice pleaded and his eyes glossed over as they looked into the depths of her.
Yuri couldn't find words and instead let her actions speak for her.
Her fisted hands stopped trembling and laid flat on his chest as she closed the space between them.
Keigo's head was beginning to feel light as his took in the taste of her lips. It started off tender. His hand making way to the nap of her neck and his other wrapping around her waist to bring her body flush to him.
Feeling her body just... fit. It was perfect and the way she moved her lips in tandem with his. Becoming feverish and needy for more.
He'd give it to her and he would keep on giving for as long as she asked.
Yuri was falling into the kiss. Her mind was drowning in his scent and taste. It was so familiar and it made her feel safe and the way he let her take the lead and set her own pace was endearing.
It made her heart soar and sink all at the same time.
She had a task to do and may as well get the most out of it. Her hands started to pull at his onesie zipper while she started to pepper her lips across his jawline. His neck moving revealing how much he enjoyed it and wanted more.
His fingers messaging her scalp as she moves moves to his pulse point. Applying teeth and sucking. Feeling his heart racing for her.
Under him pajamas he only wear boxers.
Trailing down to his chest she peaks to see the print on his briefs.
Red wrapped Christmas presents.
"Hmm," She hums against his skin, "You have another gift for me to unwrap." Her fingers play with his waist band.
Keigo's body was beginning to feel sensitive to every touch. He rolled his shoulders and shook his head to get the hood and pajamas off of his body. Once it fell down his body his wings were free and took a moment to stretch behind him.
They quivered when he looked to only see a parcel view of her face when she kissed at his waistband. It was enticing seeing her on her knees and he bit his lip to hold in a groan.
His fingers were light as a feather now against her head as his anticipation grew. Her lips soft and hot.
His mind blanking as Yuri pulls down the boxers and pushes him to the mattress. Her body remaining at the floor between his legs. Not the first time but it was be the last.
Thoughts of this being the last time along with her swift movement of a wet appendage at the underside of his cock make him release his lip and moan.
The moan was motivating and words of praise for Yuri. Her lips wrapping around him and beginning their progress. She twisted and hollowed out her cheeks as she began to increase her bobbing.
She changed up the rhythm and pace of her suction and twirled her tongue under and over as she moved. Keeping him at a consistent place of pleasure but never adding enough more to take him over the edge.
Her hands held herself up at his thighs and could feel them shake and tremble as she works his member in all the ways she knew he liked.
She could sense the build and was beginning to think of everything Keigo had to forget. She had to erase his knowledge of the information she knows and moments that seemed too intimate.
Yuri had to keep in tact that they were here and that he had helped her but it had to be in a vague way.
Keigo knows its coming. As he felt the coil and the build almost break he could help but think back to what she was supposed to do next. He guessed that the commission would have her do it. It was the next obvious thing for her to try to do.
His eyes widened. He wasn't ready. He didn't want to lose her yet. Sitting upright awkwardly she breaks away and makes eye contact with him. Her eyes were misty and she had drool down her chin. Her lips were glistening from her saliva.
"Its our last time and its my turn for you."
"But I hav-"
"That can wait." He cuts her off and starts to lift her to standing. It was his turn to help her undress from her pajamas. The puppy dog was perfect for her and he'd probably always associate her to that animal. It was more then just the dog and the cat like he had joked.
She was loyal, even if it was to a fault, and charismatic, and was the greatest friend he had ever had. He watches her body as he helps her become bare in front of him.
Yuri was beautiful and has been the best intimate partner that he had ever had. Even if the list only consisted of one other person who was a random sidekick in training.
He laid her on the mattress and hovered over her form, marveling over who she was. His lips began to kiss down the curves and valleys of her body. Stopping at at breasts to apricate them equally. He felt Yuri's chest as it breathed deeply and as he trail further South bound his sensitive feathers could practically feel the vibrations of her rapid heartbeat.
When his mouth met her core he wet his lips while eying the juices that were already leaking out. His tongue licked up through her folds a few times. Testing and tasting. Feeling her thighs beginning to twitch at his ears.
He continued this while his hand forced her hips down. His eyes finding hers when he began to suck at her clit. Watching her eyes half lidded and her mouth slightly ajar as she struggled to find her breath.
Keigo didn't stop as he devoured her. Making a meal out of her, licking away all of the mess he made along with hers.
He felt her hips beginning to grind against his mouth and couldn't stop the smirk against her cunt at the though. Still holding her in place with one hand, he relocated the other at her folds. Before his eyes could even ask permission she was nodding her head.
"Yes, Keigo." It came out as a whimper.
His name on her lips did something to him and it was all canons fired. His finger entering the tight space slowly. This mouth moaned against her thinking of how it would feel inside her.
It was game over from there. His singular finger curled and thrusted in rhythm with his tongue on her clit.
Keigo could feel if on his finger when she came and his hand was struggling to hold her down. Yuri's thighs clamping down his head as her core tried to ride out against his face. He left his tongue out and let her have her way with his face.
She wouldn't cry. She wouldn't fucking cry. That's what she told herself as her head became heavy and hazy with euphoria. Her body was clenching and releasing and she wanted just a bit more from him.
"I want to try one last thing." She barely articulates her words as she sits up and weakly pulls at his hand to ask him onto the bed.
He listens and crawls onto the bed. Gosh, he was so attractive and... and he was looking at her in a way that make her fighting tears harder to fight.
"Lay down." Her voice lacked conviction but he didn't fight her command and he didn't voice an opinion when she straddle his waist.
Her wet heat was just over his hard cock and they had never been this type of close. It made her only slightly nervous. Because he wouldn't remember this. This was something she'd have to erase.
Yuri doesn't look away from his eyes as she braces herself with both hand of either side of Keigo. She lowers herself so that his dick is between her vaginal folds. No actual penetration. But his was so close.
His hand wrap around her torso to bring her closer to him. He wanted to try and remember this. For once he wanted Yuri to fail. But that wasn't fair to her and they were both trained to listen.
His voice hitches as she grinds her wet opening against him. The pressure bringing a bout of pleasure for the both of them.
Her eyes were glistening with tears that she refused to let go of. His eyes are hypnotized with hers as her feels her grind against him and he starts to return the upward motion.
Yuri moved her hand to his cheek as she felt the build below her again. She eyed him as she started to increase her movements.
She bit her lip and was focusing on her hand. On her quirk.
Keigo's hand cupped over hers. He was so much smarter than her. She knew that he'd figure it out even without her mentioning her assignment. And yet here he was encouraging for her to do it.
"Yuri, I want you to know something." His voice was raspy.
She felt the pain that those words caused her and how they made the tears struggle even more.
"Please." She pleaded, "Don't make me erase that too." Her hand trembled on his cheek and she felt his grip tighten on her fingers.
Keigo's hips began to grind harder and she almost worried about a slip up and there being penetration.
His eyebrow furrow just before he spoke, "I'm too selfish not to tell you."
He lifted his head head the few inches to her lips and spoke against them, "I love you, Yuri."
"I know." Her last words and for a moment she felt as Keigo grabbed her wrist to remove her activating quirk. The tears fell and she began to sob thinking about him fighting her. He through their bodies into a straddled sitting position with both of her wrists in his hands.
She did what she had to though. Activating her quick in the only other way that she knew how. Her lips smashed to his and she dug into his head. Her activation stunning him.
Yuri was erasing his knowledge on all that she knew. He hoped to have the mental capability to fight it but she was too strong and... and he remembered that it was amazing but it was leaving him that he really admired that.
Yuri took away the pillow talk of what she learned. His mother. His father. Endeavor. His reason for being in the commission. She took away knowing his name. His identity that was taken from him when he became Hawks.
He couldn't know that she knew his name was Keigo Takami and that his lips would curl into a smile every time she'd call him by it.
She erased all of it. All the moments that she though might bring up more. And lastly she erased the extra encounters that evening.
Her quirk was working in overtime erasing and changing three weeks on interactions and she tried to think of it all but her mind was getting tired and she could feel Keigo going slack.
Pulling away she just watches as his body falls back on the mattress from the mental exhaustion.
She removes herself from his form and does the best that she can to ease his body on the bed. She dresses herself back into the puppy pajamas before leaving. Giving him the gift of the bed to sleep in, just like she said.
Yuri curls up on the couch and cries till she can't cry anymore. She wanted to sleep but it never came. Before she knew it, it was morning and Keigo was emerging from the bedroom.
"Hey Yur, I know you said you'd give me the bed but I honestly didn't think that I'd pass out after you ate me up." His agile body hops over the back of the couch to sit next to her.
Not as close as before. There was a notable distance between them now. No need to knock knees.
She lets out a huffed laughed, "You did say I was the dog that ate the cat."
Hawks felt strange when he woke up. Like he had woken up from a coma. The last thing he remembered was Yuri giving him head in the dog pajamas he had gotten her for Christmas.
He takes a moment to eye her sitting form. She was still in the pajamas and he thought they fit her perfectly. A dog person really. Loyal, a good friend for as long as he has known her, sociable, charismatic, and crazy intelligent with her quirk and their studies at the commission.
And... and he felt like there was more. Like there was something deeper to it. He shook his head out of the fog.
"Okay, Hawks. I'm going to make breakfast and we'll probably be heading back in a few hours after I confirm my last assignment."
He answered with a simple 'sure', because, what was the assignment? Hawks knew he was there to help Yuri with her trainings and it had been going well.
They were able to report that she was able to do what she needed to and he definitely remembered everything they needed to do to get there. He shifted his pajamas just thinking about it.
He probably should have returned the favor. Hawks thought the thought as he licks his lips and swallowed thinking about it.
His lips had a taste and he couldn't help but think of Yuri. Shrugging it off he figured he'd think about all that later.
2 Years Later - Christmas Day
"Please", Hawks pleaded with her.
He knows that she had something to do with why the night was fuzzy. It wasn't till she started to go on missions and her reports of erasing memories that it clicked.
It clicked as to why things weren't adding up. He had emotions and feelings that made no sense before he didn't have the memories to go with them.
Yuri may have erased a few things but what she didn't realize is that they were only the moment's that SHE thought were intimate and doesn't realize how much more and small moments were meaningful for him that she didn't erase.
And those lingered and lived with him. Hawks liked to think he knew himself well enough that there was more.
Yuri fidgets with the paw charm on the necklace, "I'm sorry. I can't tell you. Maybe one day. But, I can't right now."
They're sitting in silence and through his peripheral he can see that its started to snow outside the window.
"So, One day?" He didn't want to know one day. He had hoped that it would be some Christmas miracle and she'd tell him.
"Yes, Hawks." The tone in her voice when she said his name struck through him, "Till then promise not to ask again?"
Her eyes were now pleading him but all he could think about was her lips and tone of her voice. His brain was trying to grab onto something.
But it was slippery and he lost it and he only hoped that she knew his identity. Who he was outside these walls and beyond.
"Promise me." She hesitates, "Kay?"
There is was. Hawks lip upturns, "I promise."
Yuri watches the recognition flash before his eyes, "Okay. Now don't you have some hero stuff to do or some charity to visit, Santa Clause?" She starts to push him away and it felt like more then physical, "Besides, I have a book I want to finish."
"Alright. Alright." He takes the faux gifts into the sack and his new sword, "I got paperwork to do anyways."
Yuri listens to his boots retreat down the hall as she grabs her book.
"I love you, Takaharu." Sakura nods her head yes to his proposal.
