*dabi has been writing something intensively since heâs 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: âhe snores when heâs laying on his right sideâ , âdo not give him sugar after 10pmâ , âif he doesnât breathe just pour some coffee on himâ, âhe likes when you scratch him under his left wingâ and so on...* i called it âbird, sâŹx & beautyâ
hawks: NO.
dabi: but birdy, this will be great
hawks: NOPE.
dabi: come on! you were the number 2 pro hero! ...do you think theyâll make a movie out of it?
hawks: i hope they FUCKINâ NOT
dabi: *pretending offended gasp* YOU DONâT WANT YOUR HUSBAND TO BE A FAMOUS WRITER?!
hawks: itâs not...! ughhh i hate you.
dabi: *smirks* you love me
hawks: hmfphm...
















