DabiHawks: A Traitor's Love [Ongoing]

Chapter Eleven

Scattering to his bed, Hawks awaited the villain's appearance. His eyes stayed glued towards the door.

Attlee a moment of silence, a low shuffle sounded from outside his doorway. Only a moment later and Dabi walked into the blond's bedroom.

Hawks's heart skipped a beat seeing the dark-haired villain once again in his bedroom. Tonight, however, would be different; Dabi would spend the night in his bed... next to him.

Throwing his leather jacket down next to the bed, Dabi stood on the opposite side of the bed. From there, Hawks was able to, yet again, see the dark-haired villain's most notable features.

"I've got to admit," Hawks began, drawing Dabi's eyes to his. "You're one attractive guy." Despite being the one to say it, Hawks felt the tips of his ears begin to heat up.

To quickly ease himself out of his growing embarrassment, Hawks spoke. "You can borrow some pants to sleep in. Second drawer down," he said as he motioned towards the dresser that stood against the opposite wall to his bed.

Glancing over at the dresser Dabi seemed to contemplate whether or not to take the blond up on his offer.

Finally, the villain wandered over to the dresser and pulled open the second drawer. Scanning his choices he finally closed the drawer and turned to face the blond. "They're all the same."

Hawks propped himself up on his forearms. "Well yeah..." the hero replied slightly confused. "If you don't want to wear them then don't, it's your choice," Hawks finished as he began to decline back down into the end.

"I won't wear anything then," Dabi teased a smile to be heard as he spoke.

"Please, god no. I'm not trying to feel your dick while I'm trying to fall asleep," Hawks bit in a disgusted yet joking tone.

Dabi breathed a laugh through his nose as he made his way to the side of Hawks's bed. Sliding down his leather jeans, Dabi revealed a pair of black boxer briefs that cupped his lower physic quite nicely. Hawks was able to see his prominent v-line while his hip bones protruded away from it.

If anything got Hawks riled up, it was hip bones. He wasn't sure what it was that made him feel the way he did however, he knew they always enhanced a person's looks... even if they weren't always apparent.

Making sure not to get caught staring, Hawks quickly turned his back to the villain allowing him to have more privacy than he had wanted to give.

A few moments and Hawks could feel a weight being pressed down on the opposite side of the bed behind him. Too afraid to turn around, Hawks continued to gaze outside of his window wall, watching as the lights throughout the city glistened.

Suddenly, the hero felt a wave of sensation flow throughout his body. "What the fuck-" Hawks muttered under his breath before another similar wave washed over him causing him to stifle out a low breathy moan. 

Quickly coming to the realization of what was happening, Hawks flipped over, making sure to be careful of his wings, and faced the dark-haired villain who had been laying down beside him.

His body was positioned on its side allowing the curvature of his torso to attract Hawks's attention. His dark hair rested neatly against the white pillow case causing some pieces to drape nicely across his forehead. As if they were glowing in the dark, Dabi's aquamarine eyes found themselves focused on Hawks's body due to its sudden movement.

"Stop touching my wings," Hawks suddenly demanded. His voice seemed cold and distant compared to his casual tone.

"Oh-" Dabi said half surprised. "I didn't realize they were so sensitive," he continued with an all-to-familiar mischievous tone.

Hawks's wings have always been his strong point; it was what made him a hero. Who'd guess it was also his weak point too, particularly the base of his wings? The closer you got to the base, the more sensitive Hawks would get. It wasn't something he had let a lot of people know about, in fact, he couldn't recall letting anyone he knew know.

"Touch them again and I'll-" Hawks attempted to threaten until Dabi interrupted.

"-you'll do what?" Dabi's voice seemed lower than before causing some of the hairs on Hawk's neck to stand up.

"Whatever," the blond dismissed, turning back around. "Just- don't touch the base of my wings," Hawks said, trusting Dabi wouldn't do it again now that he was facing away from him.

"No promises," the villain told the blond before shuffling could be heard behind the blond.

Since he hadn't felt any other sensations flow through him, he assumed it was safe to relax and slowly doze off. Except, he couldn't doze off as quickly as he had hoped. With the dark-haired villain laying only centimeters away from where he did, it caused his heart to beat a little faster than he wanted it to. All that he had hoped for was that Dabi wasn't able to hear how loud his heart was thumping against his chest; otherwise, he was bound to be in an embarrassing encounter with the villain.

Annoyed at his inability to fall asleep, Hawks began to count the number of windows on the closest skyscraper. As the number grew, his lids weighed more and more eventually shutting completely.

"Goodnight, pigeon," Dabi quietly uttered before both males fell fast asleep.