[ maybe it would do them both some good if dabi had something like that too- something to help him explain his emotions, or what he really means. they have so many issues with that at times.

luckily not tonight, though, and maybe it's because dabi is a little more relaxed. maybe he just wants to let himself indulge in something good tonight, after the shitty day he's had. he's glad they're here though, and didn't run off to hawks' penthouse just yet. he wants to learn about hawks in a different way than usual tonight. ]

Yeah, ya totally are. Probably the biggest one I've ever seen.

[ he swats at hawks' feathers, but he doesn't try very hard. he likes all the feather action, especially when it's flirty. dabi does notice hawks pressing his knees together and taking a long sip of his beer, and god, he fucking loves that he has that kind of instantaneous effect on him.

even if it only has to do with hawks being close to his molt, he likes it.

he glances around, then downs the rest of his beer and finishes up the sweets in his hand, then reaches out to tug on those bright red feathers. ]

Alright, pretty bird. Ya been such an angel, I'll let ya sit on my lap now.