[ he can't believe they're talking about cooking, food, and vegetables. not a topic he ever thought he'd be talking about, let alone with hawks. but it works, and it's comfortable- and no one else is here anyway, so what does it matter?
dabi is more curious rather than concerned about how this will go now. he can't think of it as domestic because... well... that's just not in his vocabulary, let alone his thoughts. but it's something, alright. he won't let any part of this be uncomfortable, though.
even now he's looking forward to getting back to hawks' penthouse. he knows he has to be careful with how close they get there, but they've been having a good night, and he's curious to see the stone and whatever else the birdie has stashed away. ]
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[ he can't believe they're talking about cooking, food, and vegetables. not a topic he ever thought he'd be talking about, let alone with hawks. but it works, and it's comfortable- and no one else is here anyway, so what does it matter?
dabi is more curious rather than concerned about how this will go now. he can't think of it as domestic because... well... that's just not in his vocabulary, let alone his thoughts. but it's something, alright. he won't let any part of this be uncomfortable, though.
even now he's looking forward to getting back to hawks' penthouse. he knows he has to be careful with how close they get there, but they've been having a good night, and he's curious to see the stone and whatever else the birdie has stashed away. ]
Soon. Real soon, birdie.