*dabi has been writing something intensively since heās on his villain retirement*
hawks: hey hot stuff, what are you writing there?
dabi: *shows hawks a couple of written pages which contains phrases like: āhe snores when heās laying on his right sideā , ādo not give him sugar after 10pmā , āif he doesnāt breathe just pour some coffee on himā, āhe likes when you scratch him under his left wingā and so on...* i called it ābird, sā¬x & beautyā
hawks: NO.
dabi: but birdy, this will be great
hawks: NOPE.
dabi: come on! you were the number 2 pro hero! ...do you think theyāll make a movie out of it?
hawks: i hope they FUCKINā NOT
dabi: *pretending offended gasp* YOU DONāT WANT YOUR HUSBAND TO BE A FAMOUS WRITER?!
hawks: itās not...! ughhh i hate you.
dabi: *smirks* you love me
hawks: hmfphm...




















