[and he'll give it his best to wait. it wasn't as if he had much of a choice. he's gone through plenty of molts before. yet, never at this degree. he's never decided and picked someone to be welcomed into his nest or sit out a molt with him.
he knew it'd be a hard time to go through the moment he first brought up the offer. if dabi had laughed it off or refused, keigo isn't sure if sitting it on his own or using a few toys would be enough to get him through. there's...also the possibility of dabi leaving too. not that he believes the villain would. dabi even gave his word to be with keigo the entire time.
as dabi shops, the hero is able to rest a little. he finds comfort in the scent coming off the shirt, with his wings curled a little around him and the nest. they occasionally flap to release a few feathers, but nothing more than that.
it's as peaceful as it'll get.
the door kicking snaps him from his rest though. not that he minds, because he knows it can be only one person. well. technically, his handlers could show up if they had a death wish. but, he quickly assumes it to be dabi. stretching, keigo heads to the door, trying to shake off some more feathers, leaving a trail of red plume behind him.
after quickly confirming the mass of dark from the peephole, keigo opens the door wide.
and tries his absolutely damnest to not leap on the villain standing right there, with his hands occupied with groceries. instead, keigo forces himself to focus by using his feathers to take the bags, even if it's hard to maintain his quirk when in this manner.]
T..Thank you. Sorry I couldn't wait it out any longer.
[he offers an apologetic smile, because he does blame his instincts here to have ruined the original plan they had.]
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Date: 2021-07-31 08:40 pm (UTC)[and he'll give it his best to wait. it wasn't as if he had much of a choice. he's gone through plenty of molts before. yet, never at this degree. he's never decided and picked someone to be welcomed into his nest or sit out a molt with him.
he knew it'd be a hard time to go through the moment he first brought up the offer. if dabi had laughed it off or refused, keigo isn't sure if sitting it on his own or using a few toys would be enough to get him through. there's...also the possibility of dabi leaving too. not that he believes the villain would. dabi even gave his word to be with keigo the entire time.
as dabi shops, the hero is able to rest a little. he finds comfort in the scent coming off the shirt, with his wings curled a little around him and the nest. they occasionally flap to release a few feathers, but nothing more than that.
it's as peaceful as it'll get.
the door kicking snaps him from his rest though. not that he minds, because he knows it can be only one person. well. technically, his handlers could show up if they had a death wish. but, he quickly assumes it to be dabi. stretching, keigo heads to the door, trying to shake off some more feathers, leaving a trail of red plume behind him.
after quickly confirming the mass of dark from the peephole, keigo opens the door wide.
and tries his absolutely damnest to not leap on the villain standing right there, with his hands occupied with groceries. instead, keigo forces himself to focus by using his feathers to take the bags, even if it's hard to maintain his quirk when in this manner.]
T..Thank you. Sorry I couldn't wait it out any longer.
[he offers an apologetic smile, because he does blame his instincts here to have ruined the original plan they had.]