[ hawks looks like he actually doesn't get it, which doesn't surprise dabi at all. it's not as if they really talk. why would they? they fight and fuck and exchange information. well, now they only fight and exchange information, but maybe dabi's getting a little tired of this itch he can't seem to scratch in any other way but hawks.

he stays quiet for a moment, thinking, listening to a rumbling in the sky that tells him it's pretty damn sure it's gonna rain, and of course he picked somewhere other than indoors to meet up today. ]

They don't. Ya know, it ain't no fuckin' secret that I'm a piece'a shit. A real fuckin' jerk, you always remind me'a that. So why? Why would ya even want me over there, let alone spendin' the night?

[he isn't gonna do it either way, he tells himself. but he wants to know why hawks would put himself through such bullshit... and do the same to him, and then still just expect things to be alright between them?]

You need me, huh? You gonna use me at your disposal too?