[ he rolls his eyes at the way hawks reacts, especially with that fake smile, but he knows he can't blame the guy. dabi's an asshole through and through, and maybe the rough edges aren't as okay as hawks says they are, but dabi thinks he might want them to be. even if just a little bit.
he wonders if hawks will change his mind and decide his warmth is not worth dealing with his shit.
but then he comes over anyway, and dabi can only wonder for a moment if this might be a bad idea, but then there hawks is, getting all cozy against him and dabi spreads his legs to accommodate him so he can sit back a little easier. dabi pushes at his feathers a bit to reposition them as they settle, and then eventually dabi's hands move to hawks' sides, warming him. ]
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he wonders if hawks will change his mind and decide his warmth is not worth dealing with his shit.
but then he comes over anyway, and dabi can only wonder for a moment if this might be a bad idea, but then there hawks is, getting all cozy against him and dabi spreads his legs to accommodate him so he can sit back a little easier. dabi pushes at his feathers a bit to reposition them as they settle, and then eventually dabi's hands move to hawks' sides, warming him. ]
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