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(12 YEARS LATER)

(Y/N POV)

Walking around the hero gala, I looked for a waiter with a try of champagne. After I see a waiter walk my way, I grab a glass of champagne nodding at the waiter who smiles at me then walking away to see who else wanted a drink. I slowly sip the wine looking around at the other hero's in the gala. Some wearing their hero costumes, and some wearing dresses and suits. I honestly didn't feel like it, but I wanted to dress up instead of wearing my hero suit.

It was unnecessary, to wear the hero suit I had because it would've made me feel out of place in a fancy kind of gala. So I decided to wear this black and blue dress that went nicely with my wings.

I felt satisfied with how well this went. I swayed my wings back and forth slightly and smile a little. 'I feel good! And look good as hell!' (A: can't relate- ;-;) I look around the gala, I see a few higher numbered heroes look my way smiling kind smiles. Some even came to make conversation with me. I get so flustered when they do. 'Everyones so nice...' I thought, not being used to the kindness still after moving here from (y/s/c)(your state/country).

I started to walk to the bar to sit down. Once I get there, I slid myself into a high stool setting my alcoholic drink on the counter of the bar. I sigh feeling my wings relax from the tension that I had no idea I felt. I set my elbow on the counter and leaned my head into my hand and watch the crowd of heroes big and small mingle, smiling and making new friends.

I sighed from sudden boredom. I might start contemplating on whether I should leave, go home, watch anime, and sleep. Until I saw someone sit next to me in my peripheral vision. I felt my wings shudder when this person sat next to me. 'What...?' I thought. My wings never felt my wings react to anyone before. Only to my emotions. When I turn to look at the stranger the first thing that I saw was...

Crimson Wings

I stared at the wings. They were beautiful. The feathers shimmered in the lights of the party from the ceiling. The longer I stared, the more the urge to touch the bright wings. They looked so soft--

"What's a pretty lil' Raven like you doing at a bar by herself?" The stranger spoke, snapping me out of my trance from the red that I felt was imprinted in my eyes and mind. They were beautiful, and I couldn't get that out of my mind. I looked at the person once I left my thoughts. Taking in the males features, I realized how attractive the man was (A: o honey attractive ain't the word. A whole SNACC is what he is- scratch that MEAAAL!!)

His sweeped back messy dirty blonde hair, some strands stuck out though. His golden yellow eyes that looked like held mischief and playfulness. The eyeliner around his eyes defined them. I never thought make-up would ever look so good on a man because it certainly worked for him. The neat streaks of hair on his chin made him look hotter than he already did.

Oh god this man...I can already tell he's dangerous. With looks like that? He's certainly trouble. He's too beautiful to not be a single man without a harem. After I was done scrutinizing him I looked into his eyes, I couldn't stop the warmth that I felt in my dark cheeks. 'Glad I was born with dark skin cuz I'd be even more flustered if he could see the heat on my face...' I thought. After a few minutes I finally answered him, "Just a bit bored is all...nothing interesting is happening at this party." I admitted my eyes shift to look at my glass of wine against my finger tips, lightly tapping it.

He hummed in agreement at my remark and learned in his hand still looking at me. "That's understandable, well how about this lil' birdy, why don't we get outta here and do some flying?" He asked, his eyes brighten with excitement for the suggestion to finally have the reason to fly out of this party. I looked at him slightly shocked at this suggestion though. But the thought sounded so appealing, I honestly couldn't pass it up, no matter how wary I should be of this guy. Leaving this place is something I wanted to do anyway.

I smirked a little and tilted my head to the side slightly, my hair leaning the same way. "Sounds like a plan, pretty bird. Only if you plan on buying something to eat after." I teased. I saw his eyes widen a bit and a pink tint surfaced on his face. Then he smirks, "How does chicken sound, Angel?" He asked.

(A: Sorry that this was a bit short. I'm planning stuff out on the next few chaps. Plus I'm writing this story on a school night and its late. I'm tired 😅 but I will be making the next chaps slightly longer so don't worry!!)

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