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Remember: everything DabiHawks says is made up.
You had had a rough day earlier that day, before your villain of best friend had stopped by and made himself comfortable on your couch. You laid next to him, the two of you looking through your phones while Dabi continuously peeked over your shoulder.
It wasn’t until a blur of red took away the evening sunlight that had been beaming calmly through your balcony doors that you looked away from your phone.
Sliding the door open, Hawks walked through, dismissing the villain beside you as he greeted you, “Hey, baby bird! How was your day?”
Dabi tsked, tightening his grip around your shoulders. “Pretty rude of you not to say hello to everybody in the room.”
“My apologies, Dabi. How was your day?”
“None of your business.”
“I figured. Back to you, songbird. How was your day?” Hawks repeated, shutting the glass door behind him.
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