L.O.V. Shit (+ Hawks) Crackfics

Sensitive Feather

our emo boi is weirdly soft in this

well, until Hawks's feather gets taken that is

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Dabi walked into the living room of the bar, still feeling wrecked after last night, where he and Hawks had been a bit irresponsible with their alcohol after Shigaraki and Kurogiri left to go somewhere important.

Especially because Dabi had been put in charge, and he deemed himself the new 'master' (for Hawks, in more ways than one) and said that he could do whatever the fuck he wanted whenever someone confronted him about his current activity, which was usually always something one of the two missing men would disapprove of.

"Hey, baby bird," he said, seeing Hawks sitting on the old couch. He was watching TV on the large (STOLEN) television mounted on the wall. "You sleep good last night?"

He came up behind the hero and wrapped his scarred arms around his neck, resting his chin on the bird's head as he also looked up to the telly.

"No, I've got a terrible fucking headache and was sick in the toilet."

Dabi chuckled. "Well that's too bad. You just ain't used to that much beer."

The villan smiled, kissing Hawks's head, who grumbled about how he wasn't usually a lightweight.

Compress, who was always up early, and was - at the moment - on the other side of the room, watching them, observed how Dabi snagged a feather of Hawks's wings without him noticing, then left the room.

He paid it no mind, and Hawks was completely fine for the next ten minutes or so, until he suddenly flinched. At nothing.

Compress raised an eyebrow, but stayed silent.

After that though, Hawks wouldn't stop moving. The man was constantly shuffling on the couch, whether trying to get comfortable or some other reason, Compress didn't know. He noticed, however, how the hero's wings twitched from time to time.

"Hawks, are you alright? You look...stressed."

Compress had a pretty good idea of what was happening, but really hoped it wasn't what he was thinking of - he usually wasn't a dirty minded sort of person, but he hoped this incident wouldn't end up how he thought it would.

Before answering, Hawks slapped a hand over his mouth and brought his knees to his chest, then tentatively, and rather slowly, removed his hand, as if to see if it was 'safe' to speak.

"I'm-" he paused. "I'm fine."

Totally.

Five minutes later and the hero decided he just couldn't take it anymore. He got up, looked at Compress - who stared back at him, expressionless - and strided off to Dabi's room.

Ten minutes later came the moans.

Compress shook his head.
"And I was right," he said to himself. "I was so, so right."