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Forbidden cravings

The two top heros spend excatly five minutes together when Hawks was already out of patience. He made a face and dropped back into his chair.

"God damn, you talk really loud you know that." The blonde would have rolled his eyes but that would have been a little too rude. Or maybe not? "And you curse too much, head injury or not you're still unprofessional." Endeavor had hidden his flames again. Standing around in the meeting room thinking about how he could help Hawks remember.

I don't think i want to remember this guy. The hero thought and played some games on his phone. "You know what, just get better until the fight. The people are really scared now due to the many fires last time, they need a hero like you." Now Hawks was listening, he put the phone away and looked at Endeavor. Mirko and All might refused to give him more details on what happened the day he got knocked out so maybe this guy would tell him?

"Yeah thanks, that karaoke bar was my favorite man. So sad." He mutters and the redhead just shakes his head. "That's not what I was talking about, the night before I found you Touya set a dozen of houses on fire killing 7 civilians who refused to evacuate."

Wait, the night before he found me?

"Wait, that doesn't make sense." Hawks got up from his chair and made a confused sound. He was with me that night, I know for sure he slept next to me for the whole time. Yeah just blame him you idiot.

Of course he could have done it, but I'm practically his alibi.

Endeavor gives him another angry look. "What do you mean, who else could have done this?"

Oh shit, I can't tell him that I've been with him. But how else could I tell him it wasn't Dabi? "Uhm, nothing. Just... are you sure it was him?" The blonde carefully asked and scratched his head, making Endeavor eye him sceptically. He says "We just know, there's no one else who would do this. He set the houses on fire and then decided to stop by your place" "Wait, how do you know it was Dabi who broke in?"

"We found a hair of him on your bed, plus All might told me already what you said after you woke up." The redheads flames ignited again, causing Hawks to step back and stiffen.

A memory flodded his mind, just a short moment of Endeavor having pulled him up by his collar again. Ah, not the first time he did that?

He shook his head and walked straight out the door knowing the hero would follow him anyway, and he did. Together they walked down the stairs and then through the empty halls of UA. "They also stopped teaching now, it doesn't make sense to pretend everything is okay anymore with how things are going." Endeavor kept talking to him asnif he still remembered him, and it worked. Hawks could sense a feeling of familairity between them.

"Yes, i noticed. Everything's been shut down." Only a few minutes later they reached the bottom of the building. They exchanged some words and information about their plans and went seperate ways.

Thank god he left me alone, the whole memory thing can wait because i just want to sit in my office.

The moment he was back at his office, he let his body slump down on his chair. He was still dizzy and now also a little nauseous. For a moment Hawks closed his eyes for a quick rest and just sat there in peace when one specific memory shot through his head. He couldn't stop the pictures rushing in and fueling his imagination. Hawks saw his deep blue eyes and heard his gut wrenching voice as if he were right in front of him.

He remembered every single touch and every sound of their bodys moving together, he was craving more of it.

Hawks looked at his hand, thinking about how it felt to brush through Dabis coarse hair.

He was a fool to have let it come this far.

Now the blonde just sat there, longing for someone he would have to kill. Reminiscing the memories of the guy who fucked him senseless and kissed him with so much care the same time. It was ironic how he remembered every detail of Dabi but barely anything about Endeavor.

I need to see him.

His spiraling of chaotic thoughts was interrupted when his secretery knocked on his door. Mrs. Chiba barely waited for an answer and just stepped inside, putting a bunch of unread letters on his desk. "You don't look so good sir, we turned one of our rooms upstairs to a bedroom. You should go and rest."

The brunette woman put some keys on the desk and left with a quick bow.

She was also one of those employees who knew when to talk and when to go. Hawks did not waste another minute and grabbed the keys, ran to the door and then remembered the letters. Did he want to read them now? Not really but things had to be done.

So he goes back to his desk and stuffs them into his pocket, biting the inside of his cheek and walking up the stairs to said room.

"Aw man." the hero murmurs and enters the now bedroom. First things first, he checked everything for a camera or anything like that. When he deemed it safe he took off his jacket and took the letters, he threw them on his bed and jumped right after them.

Most of them were just things he had to sign and send back, thanks to the situation it had to wait but at least he could get it off his mind. But there was one single letter that made him suspicious, it was a hand written one with an unknown name on it. "Who the fuck is this?" He asked out loud and took off his shoes at the same time. Naturally Hawks was a nosy person, that's what most people should know by now.

He basically ripped open the letter and it turned out to be empty? The blonde went to look around and noticed a little piece of paper that must have fallen out of the letter, a small paper with a number on it.

His heart was beating inside his chest with full speed, somone was trying to reach him in secret?

Who could it be?

Hastily he saved the number on his phone and locked the door, preparing himself mentally for what's to come. And when he felt ready he tapped on the button. It seemed to be ringing for an unusual amount of time, impatiently he stared at his screen and then just held it against his ear.

And then finally someone picked up.

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Published 03.04.23/ 1160 words

Ooooh, I think we all know who it issss🥳