dabi & shouto bonding + dabihawks, fluff
It's almost noon when Touya comes shuffling into the living room he shared with his boyfriend, PJ pants hanging low on his hips, no shirt in sight.
"Well, good mo-, no wait, good midday to me, handsome," Keigo quipped with a grin and Touya rolled his eyes.
Yeah, yeah, I'm a lazy bum, I know I know," Touya replied with a yawn and a stretch.
"We can't all just call home office and lunge around in sweats all day and call it work, yanno," he added and Keigo laughed.
"So staying up until 3 am gaming with Spinner and Tenko counts as work, now?" the hero asked with a sly smirk, and Touya sighed.
"I need a shirt for this conversation, and either their all in the wash or you stole some again, and I think we all know which one is true."
Keigo raised his eyebrows at that.
"I haven't taken any more than you've given me, I swear!" he said with hands raised in surrender, and Touya sighed dramatically.
"Well, what am I supposed to wear then?"
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Listen, Touya loves Keigo.
Everything about him, actually.
Except for the fact that, ever since the war ended and the hero was allowed to develop his own style, that style turned out to be a mix between cottage core lesbian and confused grandpa.
Actually Touya didn't mind it when the clothes were on Keigo, he actually kinda loved it.
But while Keigo looked ridiculously hot in Touya's band shirts and big hoodies, Touya didn't quite have that same luxury.
So, there he sat, in a crowded coffee shop, a busy afternoon, out in public, with his white hair, scarred skin, piercings, tattoos, ripped black skinny jeans and... a very eclectically colored cardigan Touya suspected Keigo had dug out of a thrift store that should have been closed decades ago.
Yeah, fuck his life.
Just as the former villain pulled the bucket hat he had also borrowed from his boyfriend further down on his head in a vain attempt to hide he noticed the person he was here to meet come in trough the door.
"Shouto," Touya said out loud, raiding his hand to grab his brothers attention.
His dork of a younger brother smiled, as brightly as he ever did, and moved over to Touya quickly.
"Nii-san!" The young hero greeted and Touya huffed.
"Yeah yeah, sit down ya dork, I ordered you your..."
Touya's voice trailed off as Shouto took off his jacket.
"Todoroki Shouto, are you wearing my fucking shirt?!"
Shouto looked up at him with a hint of surprise on his face as he looked down on himself , before he nodded.
"Yes, it appears that I am," he said simply before happily taking a sip of his bubble tea.
Touya just stared at him.
"Why?" he finally asked as Shouto didn't elaborate.
Shouto took his time enjoying his tea before he answered.
"It's like a hand-over, it's normal for brothers to do, you know?" he replied with a shrug.
Touya blinked a few times trying to catch up.
"A hand... over?" he finally asked, trying his best to wrap his head around this.
He decided this was a bucket hat off situation, and just as he placed the hat down, Shouto picked ip back up and put in on his head.
"Like this, see?" the young hero said as if that answered all the questions.
Touya just stared back and Shouto sighed.
"Iida said he used to get his older brothers stuff all the time, Nii-san, I really think you're making too much out of this."
Oh.
Oh, god.
This poor, clueless, sweet bastard.
"You're talking about hand-me-downs, aren't you?" Touya finally asked, and Shouto nodded.
"Yes, that was the phrase."
Touya bit his lip, trying to figure out how to go about this without being too mean.
Look at him, all reformed and shit.
"Look Sho, I get that we have a lot of catching up to do, but if you want my stuff as hand-me-downs or whatever it'd be great if you asked first, okay?" Touya explained.
Shouto hummed.
"I must have misunderstood the tradition then, I apologize."
Touya huffed.
"It's okay, kid," he said with a small smile, and Shouto smiled back, before his gaze fell to the cardigan Touya was wearing and his brown furrowed.
"You can keep that one, though," Shouto said seriously, and Touya couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Yeah, I don't judge ya there, kid," he replied with a grin.
Before they parted ways a few hours later Touya quickly snapped a picture of Shouto in the bucket hat to send to Keigo with a warning that he'd probably never seen that hat again.
It was handed down now, after all.
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