Flowers For An Old Friend; DabiHawks (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 21; How To Break In, (With Style)

*Hawks's POV*

"Hey Birdie?" I hummed in response, holding onto my wrists behind him. My forehead was pressed against his chest and my wings were handing limply from my back.

"I think your phone's ringing." He said, running his fingers through my hair.

"Who is it?" I asked, not moving from our position. Sure, I may have just broke down infront of him, but I was in no hurry to rebuild myself.

"I don't know, but you're jacket pocket is lighting up." I groaned, pulling away from Dabi and turned to grab my jacket. Sure enough, my phone was flashing and vibrating, but the ringer was off. The word "Fuyumi" shone out off the screen.

I picked it up and hit the answer button, holding the phone to my ear while leaning on the wall.

"Hey Fuyumi, how've you been?" Dabi's head snapped towards me for a split second before he stood against the wall beside me.

"Hey Hawks, nothing much. How have you been?"

"Pretty alright." I lied, painfully aware of the presence beside me. Dabi was getting extremely close to my phone, but I kept adjusting myself so he wasn't able to hear my conversation.

"Cool." I heard over the reserver. "I was wondering, can you join me in a visit I'm making today? I asked Natsuo and Sho, but neither of them want to come with me." She sounded hopeful, so I immediately accepted.

"Yeah, what are you wanting to do?"

"I'm going to be visiting my mom, but I would like it if someone was there with me. I haven't seen her since she was put there and I want someone I trust to be there."

Fuyumi had told me about her mom and how she had been admitted to a mental hospital years ago. She never told me why, but Endeavor had said that she needed help.

"Yeah, I'll go with you. When do you want to meet up?"

"How's twelve for you?"

"Sounds good. I'll meet you?"

"My house. We can walk there together." I checked the time on my phone. Man, it was only eight.

"Yeah, we'll walk together."

"Well, I'll see you then. Bye Hawks."

"Bye Fuyumi." I said, and with that the call was over. Dabi was practically on my shoulder at this point.

"So, who was that?" He asked, not looking up at me. I pushed him off my shoulder and got off the wall. I stretched out my wings, but they still wouldn't be able to get me far off the ground.

"Just a friend of mine." I muttered, going back to thinking. I couldn't wear this clothes again, plus there was way too much blood on my clothing.

"Hey, have you broken into an apartment before?" I asked Dabi, tilting my head slightly. He gave me a questioning look, but nodded.

"Yeah, but it depends on what sort of apartment. What floor, whose it is, it all depends."

"How about a third floor apartment owned by yours truly?" Dabi smirked slightly before crossing his arms.

"You want help getting into your own apartment? Don't you have keys or some shit?" He teased, causing me to groan.

"Yeah, but I um, forgot, them?" I said, scratching the back of my neck. Dabi chuckled before picking up something from the corner of the room. After a bit, he had a mask on that covered his mouth as well as a hoodie with the hood pulled up.