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Dabi received a call from Hawks after Hawks finish sabotaging the sting operation of trigger.
“Hello,”
“I finished your task,” Hawks said
“Meet me at where we met up last time. 2:30. Don’t be late,”
“And miss the chance to see your face? No way,”
Dabi sighed into the phone, and hung up knowing Hawks got the message.
A few hours later Dabi are arrived at the wear house. Hawks was already there waiting for him.
“Your early, but I wouldn’t expect anything less from the man who is to fast for his own good,” Dabi said stepping out of the shadows.
“What can I say, the early bird get the worm,” Hawks joked “You couldn’t pick another place to meet? The abandon wear house is a little cliche. Don’t you think?”
“How did it go?” Dabi asked ignoring his previous comment
Dabi needed to know how he would react around villains. He couldn’t send him on more missions if he would freeze.
“It was easier than I expected,” Hawks told him
“You sure?” Dabi asked him
Dabi circled him. Observing him. Looking over his every move. Hawks’ body language didn’t change. He didn’t have any tells. Nothing to say he was lying.
“Yup, way to easy,” Hawks answered immediately
“I was just making sure birdie,” Dabi said narrowing his eyes
“Aww you do care,” Hawks said with a smirk “next you’ll be asking if I got a full night sleep,”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, remember your playing with fire,” Dabi said just being a few inches from Hawks’ face “are you willing to get burn?”
Hawks needed to know that the villain world wasn’t something you could fuck around with.
“I’m not afraid,” Hawks smirked “of a little heat,”
He’s confident. Most heroes and villains are. It makes sense, but is it him, or is it his training? If it’s his training than he could make it. If it’s genuinely Hawks than he would be dead on arrival.
“You should be,” Dabi warned “I’m a known murder. I’ve attacked teenagers. I laughed while I burn people alive. I’m not a nice, or safe person,”
“I’ll take my chances,” Hawks taunted “I bet your like a marshmallow. Burnt and crusty on the outside. Gooy on the inside,”
It was Hawks’ own confidence, Dabi concluded.
“Your ridiculous,” Dabi sighed
“Am I?” Hawks said in a teasing tone
“I’m two seconds away from burning alive,”
“You wouldn’t,” Hawks said with fake hurt
“Test me. I dare you,” Dabi said in a low gravely tone near Hawks ear
“I’ll make sure too,” Hawks said “but it’s getting late. Till next time?”
“I’ll call you,” Dabi told Hawks
Hawks flew into the clear night. He did a good job. He stoped the sting operation. He didn’t tell the heroes anything. If he didn’t know Hawks as well as he did, he wouldn’t know this was the commission doing.
He wonder how long Hawks could do this before he broke. Dabi really hoped it didn’t come to that.
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‘Hawks’ Dabi thought ‘is a shit double agent’ as he goes to Hawks’ house for the second time that week.
The problem with Hawks being a double agent was that he wasn’t skilled at it. It was that he was to nice to be good at it. Sure he knows what to say, and how to act, but he couldn’t immerse himself fully into it. It weighed on him. Heavily.
He was to nice. It’s not a bad thing that he was nice. He’s charismatic, and charming. Something that might be good traits for undercover work. He could smooth talk out of any situation. Hawks is good at lying. He could tell you that Dabi had earth powers, and his heartbeat would not change at all. He was swift, and agile. Too fast for his own good. Not necessarily strong, but he had muscles. Not that Dabi was looking, or noticed.
‘Who the hell in their right mind let’s a A class villain into their house?’ He asked himself
He was going to Hawks’ house, and not a usual villain spot, because Hawks said “if I have to go to one more dingy, and cliche wear house I’ll go absolutely insane,”
He was going there to pick up the information from Hawks’ last task. Yeah Dabi knew Hawks was a double agent. He isn’t very subtle. However, if any other villain worked with him he would be killed.
He scaled Hawks’ apartment, and got to Hawks, balcony. He peered in through the door to see if he was there. Hawks’ was at the dinning room table filling out paperwork. It was 2am, and he knew the only reason Hawks was up, because of him.
He knocked on the window, and Hawks violently flinched. Dabi just laughed. Dabi was dress in his usual gear, or according to Hawks “like a god damn edge loard that 12 year boys would worship,”. Hawks was dressed in scooby doo pj pants, and a old, warn out Rick and Morty T-shirt. His hair looked like a bush. He open the door and he shivers due to a cool wind.
“Your hair looks a bird’s nest,” Dabi said
“Ha. Ha. You a god damn comedian,”
“The very best,” Dabi smirked, and walked into Hawks’ apartment
“How did you not freeze you ass off. It is super cold,” Hawks shivered
“It is?” He asked completely surprised. He didn’t really notice the cold, because his resistance to the cold.
“Yeah I am seriously surprised you aren’t a giant ice cube, in your emo ass outfit,” Hawks plopped onto his couch. Hawks’ squinted at his phone, and looked at the time “also do you ever sleep?”
“Sometimes when I blink,” Dabi chuckled
“Why are you like this?” Hawks sighed
“Unresolved daddy issues, and childhood trauma,” Dabi answered bluntly
Hawks just shake his head, and sighed.
“Do you have the info?” Dabi asked
“Yeah just a sec,” Hawks said, and got up, and went to his room.
Dabi notice his stomach growling, and decided to grab some of Hawks’ food. Hawks’ is the number two hero, he could afford to feed Dabi. He open Hawks’ fridge, and looked for some food.
“Are you seriously steeling my food?” Hawks asked when he saw Dabi looking in his fridge
“Yeah. I don’t exactly get homemade meals when you apart of the League of Villains,” He explained
“Hand me a beer, and the chicken nuggets in there,” Hawks sighed, and plopped down on in a chair by his dining room table.
He sat down with Hawks, and handed him his beer, and chicken nuggets. Dabi ate Hawks’ left over MOS burger. Hawks slid over his USB.
“What’s exactly on here?” Dabi asked wondering if he actually got the info he asked for.
“Information on Kamachi Kirihito, and Tabe Soramitsu, just like you requested. A few surprises too,” he winked
“Alright, I’ll text you when I need you for another task,”
“You got it pretty goth boy,” Hawks flirted
“Just for that I’m taking the Mac and cheese I saw in your fridge,” Dabi told him
“Aww man,” Hawks sighed “it’s the best thing I have in there,”
“That’s why I’m taking it,” Dabi said, and went to the balcony “bye, bye pretty bird,” and winked at him.
“B-Bye,” Hawks sputtered out, while his whole face turned as pink as a flamingo.
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Did Dabi plan on him, and Hawks to start fucking. Nope. Was be complaining? Absolutely not.
How did it start? One night they were playing video games at Dabi’s house/ wear house. They were argued about something, and trading insults like usual. The next thing he knew Hawks was saying something, so stupid Dabi had to kiss him. Yup that was the one, and only response that was appropriate.
It started out innocent enough. There wasn’t even tongue. The chaste kiss only lasted a few seconds. When he pulled back from the kiss Hawks immediately put his lips back on his. This time the kiss wasn’t short. After a few seconds they deepen the kiss. He felt Hawks, tongue brushed against is lip, and then he put his tongue into his mouth. To be honest Dabi didn’t have much experience in sex. He wasn’t a virgin, and has had sex with both men and woman.
The next few minutes were a blur. One second they were lightly making out. Then all the sudden Hawks was unbuckling his pants and both of their shirts were off. He didn’t really register it when he picked up Hawks, and brought him to his room.
The next morning he when he woke up he got a face full of feathers. God, Hawks was a shit double agent.
After that they fuck on the regular.
The first time was out of nowhere. The second time there was a bit more build up, but still as spontaneous. They didn’t acknowledge it as a regular thing till the seventh, or so time.
“Your place, or mine?” Dabi asked Hawks
“Definitely mine,” Hawks says without looking up from phone
“Is it, because my place is an abandon wear house?”
“My quota for abandon wear house is only so high,” Hawks joked with a hint of sass.
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Truthfully Dabi couldn’t tell you were his attraction for Hawks came from. They knew each other for just under a decade (though Hawks didn’t know that). During that whole time he didn’t think of him sexually, or romantically at all.
Dabi couldn’t place it. There are the obvious things. He gotten top surgery. He put on a few inches from the last time he saw him. A bit of facial hair, and a few more muscles.
It only clicked for when he heard Hawks laughed. It was deep, and loud. He was supporting himself on his knees. His smile almost reached his ears. His eyes were watery with tears threatening to spill over.
He seemed happy.
He’s seen Hawks happy many times over the years. He’s smile at just about everything. He make a joke or a pun at ever opportunity. He had share of things of weighing on him, but to the untrained eye, it seemed like he had no worries in the world.
It was different though from when they were preteens and teenagers. He didn’t have the underlying fear of their past Senseis. Sure Dabi knew he was answering to someone. He seemed more free.
“How are you going to get into the building birdie?” He asked
Lately he’s just been using the nickname, as well a nickname. Before it was just something used to... well it was a nickname, but it was more mocking. Now it was... what? He didn’t know, but the way he said it change. Now he said it like it was his name, and not something to mock him.
“What did I tell you about the bird names,” Hawks sighed
“And when a have I even listen to you?” Dabi quips back
“I’m going to stab you with one of my feathers one of these days,” Hawks told him
“Not before I burn you,” he smirked back
Hawks just laughed, and kissed him. He’s never really enjoyed kissing. With Hawks though, he felt a warmth go through him. He felt like his skin was on fire. It wasn’t like his quirk where it was burning him. It felt more like a warm blanket. He didn’t really think of anything else when kissing Hawks.
“Wish me luck on this next mission Hotstuff,” he said in a low, husky tone.
Dabi didn’t say anything, but he did flip him off.
“Aww Dabs, not even a I hope you don’t die,”
“I hope you get horribly mutilated,” he says dryly
“You wound me,” Hawks says with fake hurt
He’s a really bad double agent. You weren’t suppose to act so casual with your target. Or so he told himself.
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“Let’s fuck with Endeavor,” Hawks said on the phone
“Why the hell are you calling me?” Dabi asked
“Look I’m not to happy with you,” Hawks told him
“Ditto,” Dabi agreed “you did just to try to kill someone who was vital to my plan,”
“And you left me to die. But I did promise you that we would take down your dad,”
“When did you promise that?” Dabi asked
“Remember when you told me about your dreams. I promised you that we would take down your dad together. So, let’s fuck with Endeavor,”
“How do I know that you aren’t pretending to be a double agent again?”
“Go damn it Touya just listen to me for once!”
That got Dabi quite for once.
“Look fuck them all. You know how terrible they are, but without me you have no idea what they know. I know they know something about Endeavor. They have dirt on every pro hero. Even the underground ones. So, if we hit them with evidence they can’t ignore, maybe we can even get you a deal. Even if they cover it up we can go to the press,”
“So your offering to be a double agent?”Dabi asked
“Basically. I don’t care. I want to take down Endeavor,”
“You sound really passionate about this,” Dabi notes
“Yeah, plus I’ve already been a double agent once. What one more time,”
“You were a shit double agent,”
“Touché, but this time we are taking down the number one hero. The HPSC isn’t asking me to pick up info, because they want a edge,”
“Ok I don’t hate your plan. I’m in,”
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18 and a half years later he woke up next to Keigo. It was early in the morning, and Hawks was still snoring away. Keigo’s face was highlighted by the early morning sunlight peering through their blinds. He looked so carefree. His face was free of the few wrinkles and worry lines he had. He looked young, and carefree.
Knowing Keigo was a deep sleeper Touya carded his fingers through his hair. It had gotten longer over the years. It was shaggy, but not any longer than his ears. A handful of gray streaks littered his hair.
Keigo became restless, and shifted. His back now faced him. Now he ran his fingers along his wings. Every time he touch his he was always surprised how soft they were. They felt like silk. He alway expected them to feel more rough, or sharp. His feathers were as red as they always been.
He thought back to the first time he touched his feathers when he was sleeping. It was the third, or fourth time they slept with each other. They were at his old place. Keigo’s back was to him like right now. It was late at night, and he was having trouble sleeping. His feathers were highlighted with the moonlight peering through his old holy curtains. In the moment he had the urge to touch the feathers. It was nothing more.
A yawn from Keigo brought him back to the present. He turned back to Touya, and blinked open his eyes.
“Good morning,” Keigo mumbled and inches towards Touya
“Morin’,”
“What were you thinking about,” Keigo asked
“How’d you know I’m thinking about something,”
“I just do,” Keigo said “you make a face. You scrunch your face a bit, and your bottom lip sticks out a bit,”
“I was thinking about the first time I touched your wings. We were at my old place,”
“I’m glad we are here,” Keigo said
“Me too,” Touya agreed
“I hate abandon wear houses,”
“You ass,” Touya said with no bite
Keigo just smiled, and laughed. He clutched his stomach, and rolled into his back.
“Y’know what,” Keigo said
“What,” Touya asked him
“I think I was a terrific double agent. You were just a shit villain,”
“I hate you,” Touya said
Keigo kissed him, and laughed “I love you,”
“I love you too,”