Nothing really changed over the following weeks. Hawks was rarely home, and when he was, he was kind of off. I tried not to let it eat at me, so I kept myself busy with wedding preparations, as the date many deemed too soon was already looming over our heads.

Yet again I was roaming the halls of UA in search of my avian underling, but this time was so I could take him to see Best Jeanist, so he could fit him for his groomsmen attire.
"Oh, hey, it's that angel girl again! Hi, angel girl!" I turned around and spotted the exam boys walking towards me, and I gave them a casual wave.

"Sup, guys? Have you seen Tokoyami anywhere? I'm supposed to be picking him up." I explained; trying to ignore the ogling from the blond with the streak of black.
"I think he already went back to the dorms...We can walk you there, if you want?" The redhead; Kirishima, if I remembered correctly, offered.

"We doesn't include me..." Bakugou, who I couldn't forget, growled as he started off past me, and I fell into step with the other two.
"Technically it does, seeing as he's headed there too." Blondie chuckled in a whisper. I let them chatter on about their internships and other things I wasn't particularly interested in; even occasionally adding in my own word or two. It wasn't unpleasant, but I was a bit too wrapped up in my own thoughts to really hold much of a conversation.

I'm gonna look ridiculous having only one person in my wedding party...

"Welcome to our humble abode! Mi casa es...um...your mi casa..?" Denki struggled with his straggling braincells as he opened to door for me, and I stepped into the class one A dormitory slowly.
"Oooh, who's this?!" I was immediately met with...nothing...nothing but a floating uniform, which had me sweat dropping.
"Toru, you ninny...that's Songbird! That new badass hero!" A pink girl with cute little horns joined the presence before me, and I kind of relaxed when I realised it was just a quirk.

"Uh...yeah, that's me..." I chuckled nervously as I tried to act friendly. "...I wouldn't say I'm a badass though..." I wasn't used to positive attention, but I had a feeling these two girls were going to keep it up.
"You totally are! When you debuted, you were all like...SCREEEEEEEEEEE! Then all those villain guys were like...WAAAAAHHHHH! It was sick!" The pink child made so many crazy gestures with her arms, and I was certain she knocked the invisible girl more than once with her elbow. "I'm Mina! Ashido Mina! This is Hagakure Toru!"
"You're engaged to Hawks, right?! He's so lucky!" It was overwhelming being surrounded by these younger people; Mina and Hagakure to my front and both Kirishima and Kaminari to my sides. It was making me feel kinda dizzy.

"W..well...you guys can just call me (Y/N)...and...yeah...we're engaged...but I wouldn't say he's lucky at all..." I rubbed the back of my neck; praying for an excuse to step away, when I finally saw my bird-headed target emerge from the stairwell. "Toko, my man!" I darted around the girls and ran up to him as he gave me a nod.
"Good afternoon, (Y/N). I'm sorry if you had trouble finding me, I was just about to head back to the school building to meet you." As usual, Dark Shadow apparated from nowhere and nuzzled into my side. "Ugh...down, boy..."
"I missed you, too, D-Shad..." I smiled as I let him snuggle against me. "So, you ready to go? Jeanist forced me to take a limo so it's waiting out front..."

"Wait! Where are you going and why is Tokoyami going with you?" Hagakure questioned loudly, and I sighed as I turned to explain the situation.
"Hawks wants him to be one of his groomsmen, so I'm taking him to see Best Jeanist so he can be fitted for a suit. We're meeting Ms. Joke there so we can sort out her..." I trailed off; an idea sparking in my mind.

Just wait just a diddly darn fucking second...Eureka..!

"...Actually...how would you two like to be my brides maids..? I..I know it probably sounds stupid, seeing as we just met...but, I don't have any female friends, and I-"
"HELL TO THE FRICK FRACKING YES!" I was nearly deafened by their unified shrieks, and I flinched back, almost bumping into another girl who walked into the room at the wrong time, looking as though she somewhat regretted her decision.

"Uh, what the fuck are you two fangirling about..?" The girl questioned with a deadpan expression; the weird jacks dangling from her lobes curling up at the sound before she turned to look at me. "Oh, I know you. You're Songbird, right? Nice to finally meet a female pro who doesn't flaunt herself to the media."
"JIRO, WE'RE GONNA BE PART OF HER WEDDING! TO HAWKS! AHHHHHH!" The invisible force of Hagakure nearly floored poor Jiro, and Mina was quickly latching onto her other side.
"ISN'T (Y/N) LIKE, THE COOLEST FREAKING THING?!" She added in a squawk, and the purple-haired student looked like she wanted to die.

Mood, kid...mood...

"Well, Hawks has four groomsmen and a best man...Would you like to be a part of my party too, Jiro? It's all good if you don't." I added the last part quickly, as to not put any pressure on the girl who seemed to have an attitude similar to mine. She gave me a smile as she tore herself out of the four-handed deathgrip of excitable teens and gave me a thumbs up.
"I'd love to. Thanks, Songbird."

Wow, these kids actually respect me...

"O..okay then! Awesome! Thank you so much! If you guys wanna get ready, we'll head off shortly!" I couldn't help but beam now that I had that little issue out of the way. These girls seemed nice, albeit a bit crazy, save for Jiro, and I was down one item of stress on my list.

Now...all I need to do is figure out why Hawks is acting so...off...

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"Okay, but like...you're a fashion god, Mr. Jeanist, Sir!" Mina exclaimed as she twirled around in her new dress. I just let Best Jeanist go ham on the designs, as I trusted his judgement more than my own, and he had opted for a theme of black and vermilion, which I thought suited us perfectly. The bridesmaids and maid of honour wore beautiful black dresses with a stunning vermillion ribbon around the waist, and they all looked perfect.

"No joke, these are fantastic!" Ms. Joke beamed whilst checking herself out in the mirror along with Hagakure and Jiro. Tokoyami looked beyond dapper in his suit, which was a half and half ensemble that our resident designer was rather proud of.
"They are definitely flattering, I must admit..." The boy decided with a nod as he adjusted his tie.

(Shhh...I know it's a kid's suit but I thought it was cool, just with a plain red tie though. Villain Todoroki suit, anyone? XD)

I was relieved. I never doubted my dear friend for a second, but it was impossible not to be at least a little nervous leaving somebody else in charge of everything.
"Do you like them, (Y/N)?" Jeanist came to stand at my side and I nodded happily.
"They're amazing, Tsunagu. Thank you so much...I don't know how I'll ever be able to repay you..." I felt kind of sick in my stomach about it all, even though I was excited about the whole situation. It would be perfect if Hawks wasn't making himself scarce. I'd even had trouble keeping stuff down since he started acting the way he was.

"All I want in return is you finally having good in your life." The blond pro reached up and gave my shoulder a gentle pat. "I know Hawks can be a little...well, there isn't really an accurate word to fully describe how he is...but he truly loves you. I can tell by the way he looks at you. He's going to take care of you, I know it."

God...this is making me nauseous...If he really loves me that much...why is he acting so...distant..?

"Would anybody care for some egg salad sandwiches..?" One of Jeanist's workers entered the room with a tray filled with food, and everyone made a beeline for her. Everyone except me. The smell made me smack a hand over my mouth, and before I knew it, I was sprinting out of the room to the nearest bathroom. I nearly gave myself whiplash as I flung myself over the porcelain throne and began to throw up bile. There wasn't really anything else left to come up, and god, was it painful. It stung at my throat and my eyes and nose were leaking buckets.

"Woah, you're not having fun at all, huh?" I groaned as Ms. Joke and Best Jeanist entered the private bathroom, and I snatched a wad of toilet paper to wipe the disgusting froth that was still stuck to the corners of my mouth.
"Oh, I'm having a blast..." I muttered sourly as I just hung my head back inside; praying to god there wasn't going to be a second wave. "What the fuck was in those sandwiches? They smelled like...like nope..." I heaved again, but nothing came up. Jeanist leant against the door and watched me. His expression was unreadable thanks to the tube of denim covering all but his sharp eyes.

"Forgive my bluntness...but do you and Hawks often have unprotected intercourse..?"

Oh...

I turned my head and looked up at him with wary eyes; ignoring Joke, who had plopped herself down beside me to rub circles on my back.
"That...isn't really any of your concern..." I replied sceptically, and the pair exchanged a knowing glance before Ms. Joke leaned closer and smiled softly, which made me even stiffer.
"Maybe...and this is just a theory...but, maybe you're pregnant..?"

I swear to god, if he got me-

"N..no way...I mean, sure...we don't...and usually he...and I've never..." I tried to think up a reason why the idea was out of the question, but I was coming up blank. After a few moments of spluttering half-excuses, I ran a heavy hand through my hair and stared into the soiled toilet bowl with wide, fearful (E/C) eyes.

"Dear fucking god...Please don't tell me I'm gonna lay an egg..."

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