Title: Hawk nest
Summary: You are a hawk and this is your nest. This is where you need to be.
A/N: obligatory smut with a bit of fluff to celebrate that my otp is canon. it’s been almost a month already, but oh well, better late than never!
if you find the sylvia plath reference i’ll give u a cookie.
metamorphosis is the continuation, from sakura’s pov. here is the translation to spanish (by me) and here the translation to portuguese (by lovekingslayer) (◡‿◡✿)
You are a hawk and you crave to feel the air beneath your wings, caressing your feathers like a consoling promise. Your eyes starve for wonderful, breath-taking views of mysterious forests, blooming springs, and deep valleys. Your skin drinks in the snow, the rain, the hot sunlight, or the pleasant breeze that filters through your thick clothing. Your feet, already numb from any ache, keep moving forward, relentless and hopeful.
You are a hawk and you enjoy to soar in the deep, endless sky. It is what you do best and what calms your shredded soul. It is a habit you cannot drop. You have done it ever since you learned to flap your wings. You want to do it for the rest of your life, until the day you must finally die. Your are a hawk, and traveling, seeing the world, exploring the vastest landscapes, is your thing.
But all hawks, even the ones who fly the most, eventually get a nest of their own. It is part of the process of life: you are born, you grow up, you breed, and you die. You have been alive for more than two decades and you have grown up – almost too quick, too soon.
Thus, you are ready for the next stage.