Tenders or Tension?

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HAWK'S POV

"Hey Dabi, toss me another water!" He lifts his chin in a quick motion to show he heard him and tosses a water bottle over. "There, when's Damia getting back from getting food?" Dabi says as he unscrews his water bottle, leaning against the basketball court wall.

"I'm not really sure, want to play a game of ball until she gets back? Just a friendly game?" I smile to him, offering  the basketball from the rack. Dabi pauses for a moment, "Actually, fuck it. Yeah let's play."

As Dabi and I ran across the court each having 2 hoops. I went to side step and fake Dabi out, seems he had a similar plan. We tripped over each other with me landing on top of him, his chest up to me. Dabi's face scrunched up onto an uncomfortable one as he landed aggressively on his stapled back, rolling over without thinking.

Dabi froze when he felt something lightly touch his butt, I knelt down a bit to put more pressure."Uhm....I brought dinner?"

Damia's voice floats through the gym. I swiftly get up, leaving, Dabi on the floor. Dabi tried to act smooth and do a push-up before standing up.

"I'll pretend I didn't see that." Damia smirks at the two males. "You brought KFC?" Dabi laughs."Hawks likes it," Damia says with a smile.

"You are what you eat." Dabi says.

Damia smirks at him. "Cock?"

"I'm sorry? Did I miss a chapter in this story?!?"

Dabi pushes Damia's shoulder as he approaches her. "Maybe you should get interrogated more," Dabi smirks as he pokes the inside of his cheek with his tongue and gestures with his hand.

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