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The world found out in the quietest, most intimate way possible.
No live stream.
No statement.
Just a photo.
Posted to Hawks’ official social media, it was timestamped at 2:17 AM.
The image was simple — raw and honest. A newborn baby lay peacefully in a clear hospital bassinet, swaddled in a pale cream blanket, her tiny hand peeking out just enough to show the faintest hint of a feather-soft birthmark on her wrist.
The hospital tag on her ankle read:
Takami, Soraya
DOB: April 8th, 2:03 AM
Perched on the edge of the bassinet was one single crimson feather — unmistakably Hawks’.
No faces. No filters.
Just a baby, a feather, and the beginning of everything.
The caption read:
> “Welcome to the world, little bird.
Born strong, born free.
#SorayaTakami #OurGreatestFlight”
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Hours Earlier…
You were exhausted, glowing with post-birth adrenaline and relief, curled up in the hospital bed with Soraya asleep in your arms. Keigo stood nearby, looking down at you both like he couldn’t believe this was real.
“She’s perfect,” he whispered, brushing a kiss to your forehead.
You smiled sleepily. “You say that like it’s surprising.”
He chuckled. “I knew she'd be beautiful if she looked like you. But I didn’t expect her to already have my pout when she’s hungry.”
You laughed softly, then watched as he slowly walked over to the bassinet. Carefully, reverently, he placed one of his feathers beside her — not for show, not for symbolism.
But to protect.
He stepped back and lifted his phone, hesitating.
“You think… it’s time?” he asked, golden eyes uncertain. “Not for attention. Just… to share her.”
You nodded. “If you’re ready, I’m ready.”
He smiled, the kind of smile only you ever got to see — pure, unguarded, full of love. Then he snapped the photo and sat down beside you, your fingers threading together.
“I never thought I’d care this much about a post,” he whispered.
“Because it’s not a post,” you replied. “It’s a piece of her story.”
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Moments Later, Online…
Trending Tags:
#SorayaTakami
#BabyBird
#HawksFirstFlight
#HeroDad
Fans were stunned.
The feather. The name. The stillness of the moment. It wasn’t loud or flashy — it was Hawks, but stripped down to his core: a man who had spent his life flying solo, finally grounded by love.
Even fellow heroes responded:
Best Jeanist: “Fashionably wrapped and absolutely precious.”
Fat Gum: “Protect her at all costs. Congrats, featherhead.”
Mt. Lady: “I’m not crying. You’re crying.”
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Back in the Hospital Room…
Keigo turned off his phone and climbed into bed beside you, careful not to wake the baby in your arms.
“Think she knows she already changed the world?”
You looked down at Soraya’s tiny, sleeping face.
“She changed ours first.”
Keigo smiled, resting his forehead to yours. “She’s our best flight yet.”