Keigo, the number two pro hero Hawks, stares out the window, sipping his coffee, the steam gently warming his face. A soft breeze rustles his feathers, making them twitch slightly. The cafe is warm and cozy, a stark contrast to the chilly air outside. Honestly, he never thought Dabi would ask him out.

"Heh," A small, almost shy smile graces Keigo's lips. "Who knew a villain like Dabi would have a soft spot?" His golden eyes drift back to the door, waiting for the blue flamed villain to arrive. "Hurry up, Dabi. My coffee is getting cold."