Planning

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Around 2 hours pass of me and dabi just laying in bed, scrolling on our phones. the clock hits 11am and toga comes barging in.

"cmon lets go to the meeting! shiggy wont be happy if we skip, hawks is coming too right??! lets go, its so exciting isnt it!" she comes yelling, both me and dabi being startled by it.we look at eachother and sigh, getting up and following toga to the meeting room, where twice, mr. compress, spinner, magne, kurogiri and shigaraki sit, a whiteboard in front of tomura.

"now that everybody is here, we can begin. okay, so, the plan is to try and draw attention to kurogiri, because its almost impossible for them to be captured, then toga and twice can sneak into the surveillance room of the building so i can decay it and the cameras. thats when dabi comes in and burns the cameras, making sure nobody can catch us. then, compress puts the most expensive jewelery into those weird balls he has and then, hawks comes in and takes the marbles off compress and slips them into his pocket. Hawks will carry two of us back here while his feathers take the rest of us. he should carry dabi and toga since theyre quite light and the rest of us can run quickly. When we get back, we can get giran to sell the expensive jewelery and give us the money off it, otherwise im sure dabi can find a way to sell it. Everyone understand?"
the handyman had stated, being confident in his plan.

"Yes what an amazing plan boss! What a crappy idea-" Twice blurted out. The rest of the league simply nodded.

"What if the other heroes see me though?" I asked, just to make sure the plan is fool-proof. This job didnt feel as bad as i would of assumed, i was actually starting to enjoy it. No, wait, im a hero. I cant be enjoying this, we are literally about to steal expensive jewelry.

"dont you worry about that, we will make sure that nobody sees you." Kurogiri and Handyman said, perfectly in sync.

"Alright then, my thanks." i said - with my usual smirk, the smirk that usually shows that im there for anyone in danger, but that meaning was starting to fade without me even realising.

"K, now everyone get your asses out of here, give me some peace shitheads." The light blue, almost white haired man ordered, kurogiri being the only one that doesnt leave.

another timeskip, at lunch.

"burnt face, lets go get KFC. Im hungry and i want chicken."

"Feathers im one of the biggest villains alive, i cant get caught at KFC with a hero. That would just be absolutely shit for both of us and you know it."

"Boring, how do you even get any food then? Do you just get crusty hand man to disintegrate McDonalds or KFC then go in and steal as much food as you want? Or is it kurogiri that just teleports yall food?"

"Get your head outta your pants birdie, we make food. Though, since you're here, go buy us two Happy Meals from McDonalds then."

"Damn okay now im your personal uber eats? Just let me get dressed then ill go." I said, standing up and grabbing a pair of black sweatpants, black boxers with a thick waistband and a dark red oversized hoodie. Though, still holding my clothes dabi pulls me onto the bed, climbing on top of me and pinning me down with my hands above my head. A heavy blush creeps on my face as the pile of clothes i had in hands falls onto my chest.

"Now now baby bird, you ant already be getting flustered. Where are you planning to get changed? The only bathroom is the public one downstairs that all the league uses, well, mostly twice that alwys takes the biggest shits so it stinks in there. Just change here, dont be shy. "

3rd person pov

hawks blushed a dark pink, he definetely did NOT expect this to happen.

"I- You sound eager to see me naked. Is that weird or is it just me?" The ashy blonde joked and pushed the other of him, without hesitation he started taking his shirt off. Dabi had a blush on his cheeks but fortunately, for him, his scars and staples covered mist of it. Hawks, having been trained under the safety commission since he was only a little kid, was pretty muscular. His wings gracefully spread, purposely brushing his feathers against the scarred mans clothed chest.

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