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Sugary Cereals

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"G'morning, Endeava-san." His voice was quiet somehow, and a strong yawn forced him to turn his head away and cover his mouth. Enji couldn't remember how he ended up spending the night at Hawks' apartment, let alone sleeping in his bed.

"You want some cereal?"

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It was the rays of sunlight across his face that woke him up. His eyes twitched as he fought off the heavy hands of sleep and woke up to the freezing morning air. Enji curled his body into a ball and pulled the blanket up to his chin, activating his quirk to warm up under the sheets. Why was it so cold?

"Oooh, that's nice."

What?

Kicking his legs under the blankets made his feet connect with another body. Which made him jerk back in surprise, who the hell was in his bed?

Hawks. Of course. And of course…. This wasn't his bedroom. The other man was sitting up against the pillows on his phone. He had on flannel pajamas while the blanket covered his lap. The bright sunlight streaming across the room highlighted his hair, making the golden strands shine against the dust mites. He looked over from his phone to stare down at his coworker and gave him a soft smile, somehow vastly different from the bright grin he flashed at the cameras and his fans on patrol.

"G'morning, Endeava-san." His voice was quiet somehow, and a strong yawn forced him to turn his head away and cover his mouth. Enji couldn't remember how he ended up spending the night at Hawks' apartment, let alone sleeping in his bed.

"You want some cereal?"

Enji stretched his legs under the blanket as a sympathetic yawn came over him.

"Not right now. What happened last night?"

"You went out drinking, got wasted at the bar and called me to pick you up."

"Uggh." Enji turned to lay on his front and buried his face in the pillows. How embarrassing.

"Yup. I brought you here, it was closer. You walked to my room n' collapsed in the bed so I just took your pants n' shirt off and put you under the covers. It's no problem, big guy."

Hawks had his chin resting in his palm now, elbow on his knee. A clink sound makes Enji look back up. A bowl of cereal and milk was brought to Hawks via feather. Soon the man was eating his sugary breakfast. The smell of cinnamon filled the room. Enji squinted at the pro-hero.

"Is that those damn cinnamon Endeavor-Os?"

Hawks flashed him a feral grin as he answered with a full mouth.

"The cinnamon and marshmallows ones. Best damn cereal on the shelves."

"You are fucking, ridiculous."

Hawks started cackling, damn near tipped the bowl over into the bed, his whole body was shaking. His laughing was infectious, it always was. Enj had to hide his face back into the pillows as a giant grin took over his mouth. The pillows, sheets, everything smelled like Hawks and cinnamon right now.

Soft clinks of a spoon hitting glass and the crunch of cereal being devoured filled the large room, and Enji started to drift off again, turning to lay on his left side, his back to Hawks. Soon the sounds stopped and the morning news came on, the volume low. And someone's cold feet intertwined with his, making him jump. He grumbled about clingy birds before turning his heat up more and opening his legs further for Hawks. The contact felt nice. But then an arm was trying to wrap around his waist and he could feel a warm chest against his back, and a cold nose digging between his shoulder blades.

"What the hell-"

"Shhhh. Just let it happen. I'm cold."

"Then turn the heat up!!"

"Then I'd have to leave the beddddd."

"Oh my god. Fine."

"Hehehe."

"Keep laughing and Imma launch you out the window."

"Shhhh. You're grumpy again, go back to sleep."

Sneaky, cold fingers rubbed his lower stomach and tickled the hair trail above his boxers, making Enji gasp in surprise. He grabbed the rouge hand with his left hand and twined their fingers together, resting their hands against his bare stomach. Hawks rearranged himself for a more comfortable fit as he wrapped himself around the older man.

He honestly thought Enji would reach back and kick him away. Enji lets him get away with a lot of things nowadays. But this? Cuddling in bed and holding hands? Hawks couldn't imagine this in his wildest dreams.

He could feel the older man relax in his arms, a deep sigh leaving his nose. Enji's breathing had slowed but he wasn't asleep, not yet. But his body got heavier as he sunk into the warm bed. His sleepy voice filled their tiny bubble.

"What time is it?"

"Just a little after seven am."

"Let's go get a proper breakfast when we wake up again."

"Mmm, I know a good diner like, ten minutes away."

"Hmm."

Enji squeezed his hand and they fell back asleep.

Notes:

AN: Imagine Endeavor-Os are blue and orange loops with dried apple pieces and cinnamon and the marshmallows are little fires 🔥 and his flame mask, and orange words like fwoom! And whoosh!
Part of a complete breakfast 😋😂

Also, imagine Hawks sending a single feather to make him a bowl of cereal💀