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Dabi's Villain Rehab Part 4 An MHA Fanfic
BL warning! Homophobics leave. Dabi/Hawks (Hot wings 😏)
The sun had gone down an hour ago. Erasure had had enough of my attitude, and had used his scarf to climb the tree. Now he sat perched on a branch across from me, scowling,"Climb down." I ignored him-not for the first time-and continued to fidget with the small flame. He sighed before erasing my quirk, earning an icy glare. He smirked,"Now what?" I turned away from him, responding darkly,"You talk like you won." I then did a flip over the branch, hooking my legs around it's middle. Someone below us gasped, before a gust of wind blew my hair out of my face so I could see a blur of red wings. I pulled myself up momentarily, turning to Erasure,"What did you do?!" He grinned,"Oh, nothing." I let myself hang again, meeting a golden gaze,"Go away." Keigo shook his head stubbornly. Before I could stop him, he was unhooking my legs. I fell for a second, before he caught me in mid-air. He grinned at me as I stared at him, distraught. Landing, I jumped from his arms. I'd taken a half a step back towards the tree, before I was restrained with a familiar grey cloth. He jumped from the lowest branch if the tree,"Finally! Thanks Hawks, I don't know how much longer I could've lasted in that damn tree." Annoyed, I muttered,"Just leave me alone, already." A pair of arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me against Keigo's body. I went to pull away from him but froze when he pulled my sweater off of my shoulders and began massaging them. I relaxed as my body melted. I tried fighting back a yawn, but failed miserably. Keigo chuckled softly,"You're still the same old softie I knew back then." I grumbled something unintelligible, before meeting Erasure's softened gaze. I looked away swaying on my feet as I yawned again, longer this time. My eyelids drifted closed, and I felt Keigo pick me up and carry me bridal style. Not long after, I felt myself being lowered onto a soft surface in my half asleep state. A warm finger brushed a piece of hair out of my face, before a hand cupped my cheek. My vision blurred, I could barely make out blurred red wings. I mumbled a tired goodnight, before I slipped into a...
The sun had gone down an hour ago. Erasure had had enough of my attitude, and had used his scarf to climb the tree. Now he sat perched on a branch across from me, scowling,"Climb down." I ignored him-not for the first time-and continued to fidget with the small flame. He sighed before erasing my quirk, earning an icy glare. He smirked,"Now what?" I turned away from him, responding darkly,"You talk like you won." I then did a flip over the branch, hooking my legs around it's middle. Someone below us gasped, before a gust of wind blew my hair out of my face so I could see a blur of red wings. I pulled myself up momentarily, turning to Erasure,"What did you do?!" He grinned,"Oh, nothing." I let myself hang again, meeting a golden gaze,"Go away." Keigo shook his head stubbornly. Before I could stop him, he was unhooking my legs. I fell for a second, before he caught me in mid-air. He grinned at me as I stared at him, distraught. Landing, I jumped from his arms. I'd taken a half a step back towards the tree, before I was restrained with a familiar grey cloth. He jumped from the lowest branch if the tree,"Finally! Thanks Hawks, I don't know how much longer I could've lasted in that damn tree." Annoyed, I muttered,"Just leave me alone, already." A pair of arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me against Keigo's body. I went to pull away from him but froze when he pulled my sweater off of my shoulders and began massaging them. I relaxed as my body melted. I tried fighting back a yawn, but failed miserably. Keigo chuckled softly,"You're still the same old softie I knew back then." I grumbled something unintelligible, before meeting Erasure's softened gaze. I looked away swaying on my feet as I yawned again, longer this time. My eyelids drifted closed, and I felt Keigo pick me up and carry me bridal style. Not long after, I felt myself being lowered onto a soft surface in my half asleep state. A warm finger brushed a piece of hair out of my face, before a hand cupped my cheek. My vision blurred, I could barely make out blurred red wings. I mumbled a tired goodnight, before I slipped into a...
