"Birds Of a Feather, Fly Together"- Keigo Takami x winged Reader

Thanks a lot, Katsuki

゜☆゜・。。・゜゜・。。・゜★

My eyes shuttered as I awoke. I found myself staring at a white paneled ceiling. And I knew I must be in Recovery girl's office. I tried to recall what happened before everything went black, but I could only seem to remember barreling out of the sky... and taking a big, fat L. I groaned and lifted my torso up from the bed as recovery girl stepped inside.

"Oh goody! you're finally awake, (Y/N)! It's about time." Recovery girl sweetly exclaimed as she carried over a warm compress for my head, and a few cotton swabs. I layed my head back down onto the fluffy pillow as my wings fitted disproportionally in the hospital bed. This sent excruciating pain through my body. But it would make perfect sense that they hurt being that they were the only things that broke my fall.

"What are the swabs for?" It hit me as my head turned to my left arm where there was a sizable gash cutting downwards. "Ohhhh yea." I cringed. Recovery girl nodded

"You're very fortunate that you don't need stitches, sweetie. A gash any bigger or any deeper would be something I'd be unable to fix!" She grinned from ear to ear. It made me smile to see her joy. She gently lifted up my arm, to which I winced from the slight pain. She continued to dab at the fluid secreting from my wound. I looked away. I'd always been squeamish with this kind of stuff. She kissed my arm a few times, and just like that, it was perfectly healed like new. She did the same with my wings, kissing them a few time until I was completely relieved of the pain.

"Thank you. I'm indebted to you." I gratefully thanked her.

"Oh please! I'm the school nurse, you don't need to thank me, it's what I do!" She replied cheerfully. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Oh, yes (Y/N), professor Aizawa wanted to speak with you."

I gulped. This was all I needed, to see the man who almost stripped me of my position as one of the big three. And even worse, after I had just gotten my ass beat to a pulp by Bakugo Katsuki so much so, I ended up passed out in Recovery Girl's office for god knows how long. As if he couldn't be more disappointed in me.

"(Y/N). Glad to see you're awake." He spoke.

'Bruh, I been knew you're being sarcastic right now scarf boy, dont play wit me.'

"It's about time, It's been three days." He continued.

"WHAT? THREE DAYS???" I yelped. How could I have been out for three days? Did no one try to wake me up? I even had a girls date with Momo planned for last night! questions surged through my brain, as Aizawa interrupted my thoughts.

"Yes, unfortunately you missed three days of training. However I assured your classmates that you are fine. May I ask, How are you feeling, you took quite a blow there." Aizawa asked in his normal, uninterested tone.

"I'm feeling fine, other than finding out that I missed three days of training." I removed the compress that was now cold from my forehead. I then proceeded to stretch out my wings, which felt amazing. "But you know, I wouldn't even be in here in the first place if that idiot, Katsuki knew how to control his temper and not act like a child for once." I muttered quietly, but obviously not quiet enough, because Aizawa heard me.

"I'm Aware that Bakugo had stepped over the line. Quite excessively in my opinion." He began. I nodded in agreeance "But that doesn't mean you didn't step over the line either. "

My expression was one of pure anger. I was dumbfounded at his comment. His audacity to blame me for doing something wrong when I was the one who could have died if it wasn't for my wings breaking my fall. He continued.

"it was a CONTROLLED counter attack training. I recall telling you this when you came in late." He side eyed me, as if still making me feel guilty for being late. "You both were full on fighting each other with the intent to attack. Now normally, you'd have 3 days of detention after school, but being unconscious in the nurse's office for three days is, I suppose punishment enough."

He wasn't wrong. I guess I let my emotions get the better of me. It's just, I know how Bakugo is, and I know enough about him that he, in no way was going to cooperatively train alongside me. i also suppose that I'd had enough of the constant bullying and I wanted to show him that he'd made a mistake messing around with me. But I failed.

Instead of arguing with Aizawa Sensei, I nodded in compliance. "Yes Professor."

"The Sports festival is in two days, Y/N, and you want to make the best impression possible. Your goal is to get scouted by an Top Hero Agency so you can take an internship there. You need to learn how to control yourself in battle." He added.

'TWO FUCKING DAYS???' I didn't realize I lost all of that crutial time. I guess I just need to make tomorrow count. In two days, all eyes would be on me. but the pro hero's are the ones I'm most worried about .

"Yes sir, I understand." I replied making loose eye contact with him, still extremely ticked off that he is barely acknowledging Bakugo's role in this.

"I already talked to Katsuki about this matter. He recieved the three days of detention I mentioned earlier, as well as a conference with Principal Nezu. Believe it or not, Bakugo used to be way worse last year, and even more so the year before that. We are putting our best efforts into his attitude control."

Aizawa made his way back to the door. "Get some dinner and head back to the dorms as soon as possible. you'll want to get your rest. You have a lot to make up for." With that, he continued out the door, closing it.

Something about the way that man is, is just oddly... hot.(◑.◑)

I snapped out of my quick trance and stepped off the bed and grabbed my phone to leave.

Two days, Y/N chan, you better make the damn most of it.