006 - narration
Quite frankly, Hawkeye didn't know how he would survive without the love of his life loving him back. He would win him back one way or another. Winks in the hallways and love letters slipped under the door seemed to have little effect, so he needed to step up his game. This morning, Kevin wakes up to breakfast in bed from a broom; a baked omelet, freshly-squeezed orange juice, a streusel-topped blueberry muffin, and a fresh fruit bowl. While he eats, he'll find himself receiving a foot rub from another broom which may or may not be a Hawkeye clone propping a broom up against the edge of the bed and giving him a foot rub.
The broom will proceed to escort him to the bathroom. Having kicked Kanji out of the shower rather unceremoniously earlier, a luxurious bubble bath with scattered rose petals and scented candles has been drawn for Kevin, along with small doses of Hawkeye's own haircare formula for extra silkiness. Because brooms molesting him would be a little creepy, trained doves swoop in to towel him off once he's finished, and they dress him as well, those courteous little bastards. The icing on the cake? His bed is impeccably immaculate, save the small card on the pillow that reads "Love, Hawkeye" in ridiculously looping cursive.
That'll get him for sure.
The broom will proceed to escort him to the bathroom. Having kicked Kanji out of the shower rather unceremoniously earlier, a luxurious bubble bath with scattered rose petals and scented candles has been drawn for Kevin, along with small doses of Hawkeye's own haircare formula for extra silkiness. Because brooms molesting him would be a little creepy, trained doves swoop in to towel him off once he's finished, and they dress him as well, those courteous little bastards. The icing on the cake? His bed is impeccably immaculate, save the small card on the pillow that reads "Love, Hawkeye" in ridiculously looping cursive.
That'll get him for sure.