[ lightning and thunder probably would suck for hawks, but he's not thinking about that now. not in the midst of this conversation. this is his downfall. he says he won't do this again and yet a meeting of only collecting intel leads to something else.
it usually isn't talking, but maybe it's all they really have left.
he does listen though, and hawks' words flip flop inside of him. hawks thinks that dabi is hesitant because he doesn't trust him, but the truth of it is, it's because he doesn't trust himself. he doesn't understand why. dabi knows he's not meant for this. not love, or caring, or kindness. his father beat that into him every chance he could get, and make sure it scarred deep with every thrust.
hawks thinks it's only trust issues that keep dabi from letting himself do this, but really it's nothing more than insecurity and self loathing.
of course, he's also the absolute worst at self reflection and communication, so there's no way in the world hawks will ever know this, unless the bird looks deep. they haven't done much of that, it seems.
and so he just sort of pouts and glowers at the words and the wink, before looking away as he crosses his arms in front of himself defensively, muttering a: ]
Whatever.
[very much self conscious, and trying not to be, because he's a big, bad villain, damn it.]
I don't gotta use ya any more than this. And look, I can't control the damn weather.
[and then as if on cue, the sky darkens and rain dumps out of the sky. dabi's pretty damn unhappy about it too.]
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it usually isn't talking, but maybe it's all they really have left.
he does listen though, and hawks' words flip flop inside of him. hawks thinks that dabi is hesitant because he doesn't trust him, but the truth of it is, it's because he doesn't trust himself. he doesn't understand why. dabi knows he's not meant for this. not love, or caring, or kindness. his father beat that into him every chance he could get, and make sure it scarred deep with every thrust.
hawks thinks it's only trust issues that keep dabi from letting himself do this, but really it's nothing more than insecurity and self loathing.
of course, he's also the absolute worst at self reflection and communication, so there's no way in the world hawks will ever know this, unless the bird looks deep. they haven't done much of that, it seems.
and so he just sort of pouts and glowers at the words and the wink, before looking away as he crosses his arms in front of himself defensively, muttering a: ]
Whatever.
[very much self conscious, and trying not to be, because he's a big, bad villain, damn it.]
I don't gotta use ya any more than this. And look, I can't control the damn weather.
[and then as if on cue, the sky darkens and rain dumps out of the sky. dabi's pretty damn unhappy about it too.]
Fuck!