She needed to escape. Needed to-

"BOO!"

"DIE," she yelled as she whipped the lazer gun up, but she was too late.

Hawks already pointed his own lazer gun right at her, and got her in the chest.

"Lazer tag is fun, don't you think ms. police?"

"Why are you here again?"

That's right. The police force was taking a tiny break at a lazer tag place. It was unconventional since y/n was supposed to be solving a murder case, but ... the chief was insistent on a break for everyone. Saying things like, "let the heroes take care of business today," and shit like that.

And Hawks?

He just so happened to be passing by.

A mere coincidence, right?

Granted, since he was a hero, he should have other IMPORTANT things to be doing then kicking y/n's ass at lazer tag.

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《"i can help"》

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*y/n's P.O.V*

I'm going to be late, and then I'll get fired!

Small tears started to slip down my cheeks as I curled up into a ball on the sidewalk. Some people asked if I was alright, but when I wouldn't answer...they would continue on their way.

As if I didn't matter at all.

There was a villain attack while I was sleeping in, and well...traffic was terrible.

Not to mention I didn't have a car in the first place. Also, my police "friends" had already left the scene before I could ask for a ride.

I'm going to get into trouble-

"Don't cry, y/n."

I looked up to see Hawks standing above me, a hand outstretched for me to take.

Many onlookers took their chance to snap a picture, but Hawks would always move his wings, so I wouldn't be in their shot.

Why he did this? Probably because he didn't want me to get embarrassed about my tear stained face making it public on social media. Not to mention that I was already feeling so .. foolish. I overreact and have mental breakdowns at the most worst of times. I mean, when a small inconvenience or problem arises, everything in me just sort of .. breaks. Which is probably because my brain is trying to tell me "hey, your life is shit by the way."

"I can get you to work on time if that is what this is all about."

"R-really?"

"Sure thing!"

I wiped away all of my tears as I finally took his hand, "then may you take me to work please?"

He smiled at me then, his worried expression already long gone.

"I like to go fast by the way."

My lips pressed into a tight line, and before I could say 'nevermind,' he had me by the waist, and then I found myself in the air. Wind rushing past me as he held me against him.

Thank goodness. I thought I was going to be late. Work always starts at 6:30 for my shift, but I always get there at 5. So, o would always have to leave my apartment at 4:30 to make it to my usual time at 5.

And now its 4:35...

In other words, I won't be late at being early now!

A happy smile made it's way onto my face.

"Thank you so much."

Yeah, maybe my life isn't falling apart just yet.