[ he's pretty sure it's the other way around. he knows it, because he feels like he's on top of the world right now, and he's never in his life felt like that before.
dipping his head down a bit, he presses his lips against keigo's. ]
[ their kisses are always good, but these sweet ones that are full of... something else that dabi can't put his finger on (or won't just yet) are the nicest.
he keeps kissing keigo, leaving him with smaller, softer ones. ]
[ it's so soft that he's not sure how long he can handle it, but it feels so good being back here with keigo again, and dabi is pretty sure he feels even closer to him now than before they had their whole blowout. or maybe it's just that he's letting himself be in it this time. he doesn't really want to stop. ]
[ this feels good, just this lazy, affectionate making out, and he
sweeps his hands up along dabi's back as he does, not trying to for
anything more. just this warm comfort. ]
[ they're usually so ready to jump on each other, always ready to fuck, so this is actually nice. it's different, and dabi gets comfortable in it, tangling their legs a little as he tastes keigo lazily. ]
[ he keeps moving his fingers through the other man's hair, closing his eyes. he feels so comfortable here like this. he knows it's dangerous to become so relaxed with this kinda life, but for once he feels safe enough to. ]
[ Dabi watches him sleeping for a long time. Maybe it's creepy, but he has a feeling Keigo wouldn't think so. He'd probably have little hearts in his eyes, or something. If he could, he'd run his fingers through keigo's wings, but that'll have to wait till his feathers grow back.
Dabi wonders if petting them might help grow them back faster. He decides he'll ask Keigo more about them when he wakes up. ]
[ after a while it's obvious he won't be able to sleep, but he wants keigo to keep sleeping. he tries to wiggle out from keigo's hold to slide off the bed, trying not to even breathe so he doesn't alert the other man. ]
[ dabi has to smirks when keigo makes that little unhappy sound. it's so endearing. so much of the dumb little shit keigo does has become so endearing to him.
he grabs some sweats and pulls them on, then looks around the bedroom and starts picking up some stuff from the floor. keigo is usually pretty messy (Dabi is too so he can't say shit), but it's unusually messy in here, and dabi knows it's cause keigo really just didn't give a shit about this kinda stuff when they broke up. took a break. whatever it was. doesn't matter anymore because now they're together again, in much more of a sense than they ever were before. it's hard for him to believe, but when he glances over at the sleeping form on the bed, he knows this is what he wants.
now that he's at it, he starts putting everything in order and heads downstairs to start a load of laundry and looks in the fridge. it's definitely in worse shape than usual too, and he goes through the junk drawer to find a pad of paper and a pen and starts making a list of things he needs to buy. he said he wouldn't go grocery shopping, but it's not as if keigo should be out and about right now.]
[ when he startles awake to an empty bed, hawks can't help the cold
panic that stabs through him. but then he hears sounds from downstairs, and
he groans as he drags himself up to drape over the banister, seeing the top
of dabi's fluffy hair. ]
What're you doing?
[ he yawns as he trudges to the stairs, wandering down them so he
can flop against dabi's back, arms winding comfortably around his waist. ]
I've been sleeping so much I think my eyes are gonna melt out of my skull.
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I used to be all cool and badass, and then you happened.
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[ he's pretty sure it's the other way around. he knows it, because he feels like he's on top of the world right now, and he's never in his life felt like that before.
dipping his head down a bit, he presses his lips against keigo's. ]
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[ he does the same thing he always does when dabi kisses him, and presses in closer to kiss him back enthusiastically ]
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he keeps kissing keigo, leaving him with smaller, softer ones. ]
I used to be all cool and badass too, ya know.
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[ it makes him laugh quietly, smiling against dabi's lips as he strokes his fingertips along dabi's jawline ]
You're still cool and badass.
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Don't sound like it when ya say it all soft like that.
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The coolest and most badass.
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[ he says between a lot more small kisses, pulling keigo closer against his chest. ]
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[ he laughs into the kisses, nuzzling against him and brushing their noses together. ]
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[ this feels good, just this lazy, affectionate making out, and he sweeps his hands up along dabi's back as he does, not trying to for anything more. just this warm comfort. ]
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'mgonna fall asleep again like this.
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[ he says against keigo's lips, his thumb running along his cheek. ]
I'll still be around.
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You're my fave.
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Guess you're mine, too.
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[ he laughs, pleased, and scoots in close, draping an arm over dabi's waist. ]
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[ he really does doze off like this, resting heavily against dabi's side ]
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Dabi wonders if petting them might help grow them back faster. He decides he'll ask Keigo more about them when he wakes up. ]
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[ dabi's right about hawks, at least he'd definitely find it sweet ]
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[ he makes a low, unhappy sound when dabi pulls away, but doesn't actually wake ]
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he grabs some sweats and pulls them on, then looks around the bedroom and starts picking up some stuff from the floor. keigo is usually pretty messy (Dabi is too so he can't say shit), but it's unusually messy in here, and dabi knows it's cause keigo really just didn't give a shit about this kinda stuff when they broke up. took a break. whatever it was. doesn't matter anymore because now they're together again, in much more of a sense than they ever were before. it's hard for him to believe, but when he glances over at the sleeping form on the bed, he knows this is what he wants.
now that he's at it, he starts putting everything in order and heads downstairs to start a load of laundry and looks in the fridge. it's definitely in worse shape than usual too, and he goes through the junk drawer to find a pad of paper and a pen and starts making a list of things he needs to buy. he said he wouldn't go grocery shopping, but it's not as if keigo should be out and about right now.]
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[ when he startles awake to an empty bed, hawks can't help the cold panic that stabs through him. but then he hears sounds from downstairs, and he groans as he drags himself up to drape over the banister, seeing the top of dabi's fluffy hair. ]
What're you doing?
[ he yawns as he trudges to the stairs, wandering down them so he can flop against dabi's back, arms winding comfortably around his waist. ]
I've been sleeping so much I think my eyes are gonna melt out of my skull.
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