Heroes? What a joke.

Very Active

Dabi/Touya

Kendo Rappa

Hawks/Keigo Takami

Natsuo Todoroki

Semi-active

Mr. Compress/Atsuhiro Sako

Kurogiri

Can barely drag them out of bed

Tomura Shigaraki

Just here to torment people once in a blue moon

“Lookin’ forward to that cosy-ass nest when you get around to it then, baby bird.” His hold on the hero doesn’t change much, keeping him close, noting the way his feathers puffed up slightly. He isn’t really able to stop himself reaching out and brushing his fingers through the fluffiest of them, smoothing them down to no avail. Always fascinated how soft they felt when they could shift into steel-like hardness in an instance.

“Huh? Oh–” a snort of laughter leaves him. With all the high rise emotions he completely forgot about the fucking shower. He gives a nod in agreement before getting under the hot stream first. To his body temp, it was nice and cool, like a refreshing summer shower. It didn’t help he added to the sauna-like quality shortly after, steam venting out of him like a fierce machine that filled the room with an almost visible steamy fog.

“You sure yer gonna be alright with all this heat?” he mentions after a while, showing a bit of unusual concern. He runs his fingers through his hair, wetting it and ruffling it up, little grey-black drops streaming down him from the cheapness of the dye. He was probably going to look a shade lighter after this but that was fine. “– Might end up sweatin’ ya out. If yer gonna pass out on me I’ll make sure you won’t slip and hit your head or something.”

 What a gentleman. It’s not long before he’s yanking Keigo into the water with him, lightly pressing him against the shower wall so he can nuzzle at his neck, awarding him with little playful nips of his teeth.

“I’ll just hafta hold ya like this, won’t I?”

Keigo is content to just watch Dabi for the moment as his lover finally steps under the stream of running water. The resulting steam from both Dabi and the build up of the heat from the water have a heady denseness settling into the air, causing Keigo’s feathers to shift from the vast temperature difference. He ignores the way his own skin starts to flush under the sensations each and every feather is signaling to him, along with the build up of heat on his own flesh.

“I’ll be fine, babe. But thanks for being so considerate. You’re so good to me.” He teases, doing nothing to stop Dabi from yanking him right into the shower along with him. A full body shudder works it’s way through Keigo’s body at the sensation of heated water sifting through his feathers, causing them to stick together and grow heavy, eventually drooping and hanging low down the hero’s back. Keigo is only able to keep from being overwhelmed at all the sensation for the simple action of Dabi taking the time to press him against one of the shower walls, giving him something to help aid in grounding himself and having something to lean against.

The nips to his neck are rewarded with little trills, the blond’s arms coming to loop around Dabi’s neck as his face flushed from the heat around them. “Guess you have to. Wouldn’t want to have an accident or something unfortunate.” He snickers, thinking how absolutely horrible but also kind of funny it would be if he did end up passing out on Dabi. Would the villain be pissed? Worried? Mildly inconvenienced? Who knew, certainly not Keigo, who was finding it rather difficult to think clearly with all this heat.

Rappa is wholly unprepared for the kick to the back of his skull, the force of it nearly toppling him over as he staggers.

Of course, instead of being enraged the brawler simply grins as he whirls to see his new visitor.