The restaurant was exactly like Takami had said, casual formal. He had rented a back room so we could be alone without anyone seeing us.

"You don't need another Deku situation," he had said, laughing, "unless of course we actually became a thing."

The room was nice, a red carpet lining the floor with white walls. Carved columns with vines tumbling down the sides stood in each corner, creating a nice atmosphere. The table was a dark wood, Japanese Cedar, I found out upon touching it, that was stained dark.

Glasses filled dangerously to the brim with ice and water sat at each place, a small soy sauce container in the center along with candles. We took our places across from each other, shifting to be comfortable on the cushions laid out for us.

I placed an edamame in my mouth, pushing the bean out with my tongue.

"So you're telling me," I said, letting the soybean pod drop from my fingers and onto my plate, "that you admired Endeavor?"

"Yes! He was the number one pro hero, he was driven, how could you not admire him?" Takami asked, waving his hands as he spoke and smiling at me in disbelief.

I blinked at the man in front of me.

"Have you met the guy?"

"Have you? He's awesome!" Takami exclaimed.

"He's the worst, what do you mean? A total asshole!" I said in return, laughing alongside the hero.

"Ok, ok, ok, when did you meet him?" Takami asked, ripping the tip off of a soybean pod with his teeth.

"A few months ago now, when I went over for dinner."

"Wait a minute. You went over to Endeavor's house? For dinner? How? I've been trying to get there for years!" Takami's eyes sparkled in adoration, wondering in my "prowess." I laughed, throwing my head back.

"I was there posing as his son's fake girlfriend, and let me tell you, Endeavor? Total asshole." I laughed, and Takami laughed along with me.

"So which son?" He asked, leaning forward, "Natsuo seems like your type."

I chuckled, remembering the family picture I saw in the den. No one was smiling, not genuinely.

"He's definitely cute, but alas, no. It was Temperature."

"Shoto? Mister I-don't-have-any-feelings Shoto? Him?" I put my hand to my mouth to silence my amusement, knowing I shouldn't laugh.

"Takami!" I said between my "silenced" laughs.

"What? The kid kinda freaks me out! He never smiles, ever! It's strange!"

"He does too! He smiles a lot! He's changed since high school!" I countered, leaning back and falling silent as a waiter bent down to put my tray of sushi on the table. He bowed after dropping Takami's tray and left.

Takami and I started eating, but the hero quickly picked up the topic again.

"When has Todoroki Shoto smiled? It's a sight I simply have to see."

"A lot of times! When we met, when we met at the park, at the dinner with his father, when we went out to lunch with Bakugo. It's not that rare!" I exclaimed while chuckling, putting a roll in my mouth with chopsticks.

"Feather, if I can, it sounds like he only smiles around you." I sat there, trying to think of something to say, but nothing came to me. Because I realized that Takami was right.

"Oh my god he does." Takami let out possibly the loudest laugh I've ever heard as I covered my mouth in slight shock. How did I not notice?

"Sounds like I may have some competition!" Takami exclaimed once he calmed down. "That's ok though. I'm always up for a little tussle."

I chuckled a bit in response.

You have no idea Takami. No idea.

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Takami and I walked in a blissful silence around the town, my arm linked in his, my hands in my pockets.

I could practically feel his need to ask me something radiating off his body. He was fidgeting in his pocket, from the looks of it, just rubbing his fingers together. I could also tell he was chewing his lip inside his mouth.

"Come on, out with it." I said after a while.

Takami only hummed in response, looking away from the sidewalk and instead at me.

"I can tell you want to ask me something." I informed him.

"Your detective skills don't stop after work, do they feather?" He asked, smirking slightly.

"It's not detective skills at work, it's simply noticing your behaviors. It's not hard."

"Behaviors?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

I nudged my head down at his pocket.

"Your pocket. Your fidgeting with your fingers and I can tell from the way your mouth moves that you're biting the inside of your lip." The hero raised his eye brow in interest at my words.

"Well feather, if you must know, yes, there is something I wanted to ask you. But, this date of ours," Takami trailed off, the arm I was linked to unlinking from mine. I pulled my hand out of my pocket, letting Takami twine our fingers together softly. "Well, it's going really well and I don't want to ruin it."

"You won't, I promise. Just ask." I insisted, smiling at the winged man. We slowed and he turned to face me. He held both my hands and ran his fingers over my knuckles.

"Well feather, I was thinking..." Takami trailed off, getting quiet.

What the hell is this about?

"Thinking about?" I prodded, squeezing his hands as a way of support.

"Have you thought about it? Taking my quirk?" He asked. I stayed silent, biting my lip to stop from laughing. "What?" He asked, nervously chuckling.

I eventually caved, letting out a loud laugh and bringing Takami's hands to my face. He started laughing with me, not as loud, but still laughing.

"That's what you were so worried about?" I asked, catching my breath.

"Yes!" I laughed some more, eventually calming down.

I let go of one of his hands, dragging him along by his other one that I still held.

"Come on," I said, "let's walk."

We walked in a weird kind of silence for a few minutes and I could tell Takami was antsy.

"Why do you want me to have your wings anyway?" I asked, noticing Takami loosen up at my voice.

"No particular reason, just thought it'd be nice." He spoke smoothly, but I could tell it was something else.

"Uh huh," I hummed, not convinced in the slightest. I swung our hands, making Takami smile.

"During that fight," I said, knowing he would know what I was talking about. "When you threw me up in the air after freezing that Nomu, it's like the world stopped. Everything was still and quiet. I saw the trees beyond the city, and everything was still. I could hear the wind and the air, oh god, the air. It was sharp and crisp. I remember thinking how much I envied you. How badly I wanted to see and feel that everyday." I went quiet, smiling to myself as I looked at the night sky. It was dark, yes, but the light did the city stopped you from seeing the stars.

"You can. Just take my quirk. Besides, didn't you say when we met that you only take copies of quirks? Not the quirk itself?" He reminded me.

"That's true, I only take copies. Are you sure you want me to? Why do you even want me to anyway?"

"Positive. And like I said, it's just... because I guess."

You're not fooling me Takami.

"Alright then, how about this," I said, looking up at the hero who looked down at me with interest, "on our next date, we can have some flying lessons."

Takami's eyes widened and he smiled, wings lightly fluttering behind him.

"So there's gonna be a next date?" He asked.

"I hope so, I had a really great time tonight."

"Me too, feather," Hawks said, slipping his arm over my shoulder, "me too."

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