[ dabi smirks, and that's probably all hawks is going to get. honestly though, dabi doesn't mind it anymore. hawks is a pain in the ass and he really does like it. no one he knows is really on his level, and there's no one quite like hawks when it comes to taking jabs back at him.
it used to irritate the fuck out of him when he felt like hawks was mocking him and didn't respect him, but now dabi doesn't think it's about any of that at all. ]
Appreciatin' those nice things when ya find 'em, huh? Sounds sentimental as fuck. But it ain't like anyone would ever hang out with me in places like this anyways.
[ but here hawks is, drinking with him in an empty parking lot, just taking in the night air. he's never really wanted to hang out with anyone like this before either. ]
A lake? For real? Can ya even swim?
[ dabi doesn't know much about hawks' past, but maybe they're at a place where they can tell each other things. dabi is finding himself trusting hawks more, whether it's smart or not... but maybe if the bird opens up to him more, it'll be easier for him to do the same.
hawks is so bright all of a sudden, and dabi can't help the faint hint of warmth that crawls up his unscarred cheeks as well. he downs more of his beer to pull himself together. hawks is supposed to be the flustered one here, not him.
except those soft words admitting what hawks likes to smell make it even worse, and the tip of dabi's beer bottle freezes against his lips for a moment before he takes another long sip. ]
...Ya do?
[ why would anyone like that? dabi has no clue. hawks really is something. ]
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[ dabi smirks, and that's probably all hawks is going to get. honestly though, dabi doesn't mind it anymore. hawks is a pain in the ass and he really does like it. no one he knows is really on his level, and there's no one quite like hawks when it comes to taking jabs back at him.
it used to irritate the fuck out of him when he felt like hawks was mocking him and didn't respect him, but now dabi doesn't think it's about any of that at all. ]
Appreciatin' those nice things when ya find 'em, huh? Sounds sentimental as fuck. But it ain't like anyone would ever hang out with me in places like this anyways.
[ but here hawks is, drinking with him in an empty parking lot, just taking in the night air. he's never really wanted to hang out with anyone like this before either. ]
A lake? For real? Can ya even swim?
[ dabi doesn't know much about hawks' past, but maybe they're at a place where they can tell each other things. dabi is finding himself trusting hawks more, whether it's smart or not... but maybe if the bird opens up to him more, it'll be easier for him to do the same.
hawks is so bright all of a sudden, and dabi can't help the faint hint of warmth that crawls up his unscarred cheeks as well. he downs more of his beer to pull himself together. hawks is supposed to be the flustered one here, not him.
except those soft words admitting what hawks likes to smell make it even worse, and the tip of dabi's beer bottle freezes against his lips for a moment before he takes another long sip. ]
...Ya do?
[ why would anyone like that? dabi has no clue. hawks really is something. ]