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How Do You Live Like This?

Summary:

"Someone had better be dead or dying for whoever this is to be calling me this damn early," Dabi growls into the phone that he finally picks up during the third round of trying to vibrate off his crappy nightstand.

He didn't even bother to check the caller ID. Everything hurt and was too much and he just wanted whoever it was to fuck off as soon as possible so he could sleep off what had to be a killer hangover.

…did he even drink last night? Withdrawals maybe? It had been a while since he got ahold of any pain pills.

{I- Early? Dabi, it’s three in the afternoon!}

“Well, I’m not trying to catch any worms birdie, so if you’d fuck off-”

{Yeahhh, about that, I’m kind of surprised your not.}

“Why the fuck would I? Just spit it out, birdie. My back is killing me and my head feels like it's going to explode.” Dabi snips, sinking into the shitty mattress with a curse. Fuck, he couldn’t wait for them to move into the mansion. “Did you drug me or something?”

Hawks scoffs. {Just look behind you, asshole. Your stubborn ass won’t believe me otherwise.}

Ao3 Tags:

Quirk Swap (My Hero Academia), Quirk Shenanigans (My Hero Academia), Quirk Accident (My Hero Academia), Wing Grooming, League of Villains as Family (My Hero Academia), Takami Keigo | Hawks Acts Like a Bird, Dabi | Todoroki Touya Acts Like A Bird, Dabi | Todoroki Touya Has a Big Dick, Anal Sex, Mating Bites, Banter, Past Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, past trauma, Hero Public Safety Commission's Bad Parenting (My Hero Academia), Getting Together, Dirty Talk, Dabi | Todoroki Touya Has Genital Piercings

Notes:

Day 1 of DabiHawks Week 2023!

Theme: Quirk Switch NSFW Prompt: First Time

…did he even drink last night? Withdrawals maybe? It had been a while since he got ahold of any pain pills.

{I- Early? Dabi, it’s three in the afternoon!} Hawks scoffs through the line.

“Well, I’m not trying to catch any worms birdie, so if you’d fuck off-”

{Yeahhh, about that, I’m kind of surprised your not.} Hawks cuts him off with that tone that means he’s dancing around something.

Hawks scoffs again and Dabi thought for sure that one would have gotten an offended squawk. {Just look behind you, asshole. Your stubborn ass won’t believe me otherwise.}

Dabi pulls the phone away from his ear to glare at it, but he’s too exhausted to really argue so just does as he’s told only to let out a decidedly not human screech. “What the fuck, birdie?!”

{I think I should be saying that to you actually, Hot Stuff…Wait, that doesn’t work now either.}

Dabi can’t even argue. Not only is he too stunned, but there are also giant fucking wings coming out of his back and the noise he just made was definitely more avian than human. Forcing himself out of bed to look in the mirror reveals more changes of much more bird-like feet that confirmed multiple of Dabi’s suspicions and talons that he has no clue how he didn’t notice them earlier, but he would need to be careful with or risk tearing open a seam. Opening his mouth reveals teeth made for tearing flesh and looking at his hair, he can see soft white feathers standing out against the dyed black.

Speaking of seeing, he notices his pupils pin every time a staple catches the light and that’s going to be annoying as hell. Turning around reveals admittedly beautiful white wings and white tail feathers sticking out of his low-hanging sweats.

He looked like a fallen angel honestly.

{Dabs? Daaabs? DABI!} Hawks calls from the abandoned phone, snapping Dabi back to the present.

He didn’t even have it on speaker so he guesses bird senses must be part of the deal. Or the feathers. They are amplifying damn near everything.

“Yeah, I’m here.” Dabi huffs as he sits back down on the bed, careful of his new tail feathers. “Wanna explain why you’re missing over half of this or do I get to assume the Commission hasn’t changed?”

{I’d really rather not, but I’m also afraid to know what you mean by that so can we put a pin in that? You have a fire quirk. Why are you fucking freezing and how do I stop almost lighting things on fire when I sneeze or feel anything ? Seriously, how the fuck do you live like this?} Hawks groans, cursing when he probably does exactly what he just said based on the sounds of a fire extinguisher.

“Surgical staples, spite, and dissociation.” Dabi shrugs despite Hawks not being able to see him. “These things detach right? How the hell do I do that? My back is killing me.”

{Uhh…give me a second, it’s kind of second nature at this point.} Hawks hums, thinking to himself. {I was trained to focus on individual feathers, but I assume you want as much weight as possible?}

“Definitely. I ran out of painkillers a few weeks ago.” Dabi groans, trying to do it through willpower alone like with everything else in life, and letting out a surprised chirp when they sharpen instead. “Wrong way!”

{Made them knives?} Hawks asks sympathetically.

“Yup.” Dabi sighs, wincing when he can both hear and feel someone—probably Toga—bounding up the stairs. “How do you not just have full-on meltdowns like constantly? I can feel Toga running up the stairs.”

{I am missing feathers and fangs.} Hawks deadpans. {You think I was allowed to have sensory overload?}

Dabi glares into the distance, imagining the Commission President. He still had a bone to pick with them for Endeavor’s continued success, but the list of reasons was slowly growing the more information he dug up about Hawks. “Fair enough…what color are your flames?”

{Orange-ish. A few blue sparks in there when I was panicking earlier.}

“Good. Try to stay calm then. I was never taught how to turn down the heat so it will only get worse if they get hotter.” Dabi sighs in relief. “Indifference is your friend.”

{Great. Super. So, we’re both fucked up, huh?} Hawks sighs in misery.

“Pretty mu-Fuck!” Dabi’s eyes widen in horror as he realizes something. “You have my quirk!”

{Uhhh, yeah, we established that a while ago. You good, birdie? Mmm, yeah, no, hate that.} Hawks audibly grimaces.

Dabi scrunches his face in an equal level of disgust. “Yeah, never do that again. Anyway, you have my quirk. The thing that keeps me alive as much as it kills me.”

{What do you mean by that?}

“I’m a walking cadaver of open wounds living in dirty abandoned buildings, Hawks. What’s something that fights infection?” He’s still got the whole cryptic vibe to maintain, sue him.

{A fever! Oh my god, are you telling me you just constantly have a fever?! No wonder you’re such an asshole!} Hawks jabs, but the panic is clear in his voice.

“It’s either that or dying of sepsis or something.” Dabi shrugs, glaring at the door when Toga starts pounding on it. “Oh my god, I’m gonna kill them.”

“DABIIIII!” Toga screeches. “Get up! Shiggy wants us for a meeting!”

Dabi’s eyes widen in horror at the realization he’ll have to interact with them looking like this. “Shit, Hawks. What about our jobs?”

{I already called in for a quirk accident so they have someone covering my shift. Luckily, fire quirks are common enough and it's not blue so I can play dumb. You on the other hand, I have no clue, but we need to meet soon so I can at least make sure you don’t die.} Hawks explains, a door opening in the background before he curses. {Dammit, I have to call an Uber or something. Give me back my ride, man!}

Dabi can’t help but snort as the hero complains about having to travel like a civilian. “Yeah, I’ll get right on that. Any chance you’d be willing to borrow or kidnap the girl Eraser adopted to patch me up while we hunt down who did this?”

{I think I’d rather take my chances with you on Trigger.} Hawks scoffs, doors opening and closing as he goes. {I’ll check the database though for someone else while I’m looking for someone with a quirk swapping quirk. At least, you switched with a hero, right?}

Dabi hates that he’s almost grateful for the fact. “Just hurry up. I’ll talk to Shiggs and send you a meeting point later- Bang on the door again! See what happens!”

He hears Hawks laughing through the phone as Toga whines. “I didn’t even move yet!”

“Unless it’s to turn around, keep it that way!” Dabi yells, going back to the snickering hero. “I gotta go down. Text you later.”

{Good luck!} Hawks’ smirk is audible as Dabi hangs up, sighing as he trudges to the door.

“There was a quirk accident last night, Toga. I need you to promise to be chill before I open the door.” Dabi decides as he braces himself for the inevitable shit show. “Like infiltration levels. My senses are a bit hey wire right now.”

He officially hates being able to hear the girl’s heartbeat fast in panic.

“Are you okay?” She asks a lot quieter now.

“Technically.” He shrugs as he opens the door and she gasps. “Though we’ll need to find a healing quirk soon since my fire was what was fighting infection.”

Toga’s eyes widen the more she takes him in before she slaps her hands over her mouth to squeal. “You look so pretty!”

Dabi winces, the volume still too loud. “Can’t say I hate the look. They’re heavy as shit though, and I don’t know how to drop them.”

Toga nods sympathetically, tapping her chin. “If you give me some blood, I could try figuring it out?”

Dabi is almost tempted but shakes his head. “Since it’s the result of another quirk, probably not. Can you run and tell the others to can it though?”

Toga grins, nodding as she runs off to give Dabi some time to collect himself. He can hear her screeching about it from here and just hopes she can shut them up before he joins them.

Thankfully, it’s Spinner who has everyone in line by the time Dabi makes it down, and shoots Shigaraki a glare when he opens his mouth a little too wide for the lizard man’s liking.

Dabi nods his head in thanks, the most he’s willing to show of actual gratitude as he tries to figure out sitting on the sofa. In the end, he just ends up joined by Twice and Compress so he can perch on the back, eyes narrowed in warning.

“The eyes are fucking weird.” Shigaraki rasps from where he sits next to Spinner, and Dabi assumes his pupils must have pinned.

“So is being able to see every flake of your eczema. Can’t say I’m a fan.” Dabi huffs, tilting his head in confusion when it comes out more avian sounding. “What the-?”

“Good thing I don’t have any jobs for you for a while then.” Shigaraki shrugs, fidgeting with his new gloves and noticing how Dabi’s eyes follow the shine of the button. “How the hell did you manage to look in the mirror?”

“I was a bit busy panicking.” Dabi shrugs. “Now what did you need us for? I need to meet someone to get this fixed.”

“Just bring Hawks here. We’re leaving this base soon anyway and neither of you are of any use with quirks you can’t use.” Shigaraki decides with a wave of his hand. “I’m guessing that’s who you switched with anyway?”

“Yeah, birdbrain called me in a panic ‘cause he sneezed and lit something on fire.” Dabi huffs with a roll of his eyes. “How the lack of back pain didn’t cue him in, I don’t know, but notes need exchanging and he needs to bring me a healer before I start festering.”

Shigaraki scrunches his face at the thought. “Gross. Give him the address. Until then, your new roles in the new Paranormal Liberation Front.”

“Nerd.” Dabi can’t help but smirk, accidentally shredding the pillow thrown at him and blinking at his talons in a mix of horror and wonder. “What the fuck?”

“Anyway!”

By the time they’re updated on their new roles and the structure of the new organization, Hawks is texting Dabi to let him know he’s on his way.

Pretty Bird: [No clue how long since I’m not used to the whole walking thing.]

Hot Stuff: [GPS, birdbrain.]

Pretty Bird: [Oh yeah.]

Pretty Bird: [23min]

Dabi rolls his eyes as he pockets his phone, heading to the kitchen for breakfast since they already have access to Liberation money. He’s mildly horrified to find himself staring at one of Toga’s bloody steaks but just chalks it up to bird shit.

“Oi! Blondie! I’m grabbing one of these!” He calls out as he uses his new talons to rip one open and starts salivating at the scent. “Shit, no wonder Hawks is so skinny.”

“You’ll want to heat it up a bit.” Toga hums as she snatches it on the way to the microwave. “It’ll be more like fresh prey that way.”

Dabi squawks in outrage at his food being taken, but has to admit that it sounds far more appealing. “Think this is one of the things the Commission deprived him of?”

“Probably.” Toga scowls, still pouting about not being able to stab Commission members after they all came to the same conclusion about the extra feathers and bird feet. “I hope we can get Hawksy out of there soon.”

“Definitely ready to kidnap him at this point.” Dabi chitters angrily, perking back up when the microwave goes off and his eyes zero in on the warm meat, brain practically singing about fresh prey. He wastes no time tearing into it when it’s set down in front of him. “Fuck, that’s good. Hand me a peace of the leftover fried chicken. I wanna test how hot my fire needs to be when I set fire to the Commission later.”

Toga giggles, happily helping Dabi test all the little things the Commission more than likely tortured out of the birdie. They’re both horrified when Dabi gags at the taste of cooked meat, and almost throws up completely when he tries to swallow it.

“What the fuck? Hawks eats this shit by the bucket!” Dabi scoffs as he gargles water in the sink, grateful Twice had somehow gotten it working.

“It’s either that or starve.” The hero surprises them both by suddenly speaking. “The public wouldn’t like their number two eating raw meat or catching small prey on patrol. I’d be kicked so far down the rankings, no one would even notice the Commission disposing of their failed soldier.” Numb gold eyes lock with for once lively turquoise. “I’m sure you know a bit about that.” He hums, tapping a folder in his arms so only Dabi can see a long-forgotten name etched onto the tab.

“How did you-” Dabi winces when Toga yelps and he realizes his feathers had sharpened with his fear.

“I had some extra motivation since I’m currently stuck with your quirk. You’re a lot easier to find when I’m the one holding the quirk.” Hawks shrugs and Dabi hates how soulless his eyes look. “Don’t worry though. I grabbed every file I could find on you and a few other flame users and we can burn them the second this is fixed.”

“Hawks? Are you okay?” Toga ends up being the one brave enough to ask.

Hawks at least manages a small smile, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. “Dabi’s quirk seems to be attached to his emotions. I was trained to withstand torture. Turning mine off for a bit is nothing.”

Dabi really hates that. There’s a reason he chose to focus on spite and anger. Turning everything off completely left him without even a will to live.

“Find a healer then?” Dabi asks instead of voicing any of this as he goes back to inhaling the raw meat he abandoned on the table. “Or preferably the dumbass responsible.”

Empty eyes trail back to him and Dabi really wishes Hawks was wearing that stupid visor so he could at least pretend the light reflecting off of it was in Hawks’ eyes.

“Yeah. A little girl a few blocks from here actually. Quirk: Phoenix.” Hawks shrugs as he tucks the folders back into his coat, and pulls out another one. “Figured it’d be easier to get a kid to go along with it, and even if she told someone, you look so different right now, they’d assume she was playing make-believe or something.”

Dabi frowns, not liking bringing a kid into this. “I was joking about the other little girl, you know?”

“And I’m not. It’s a good cover, and most kids love heroes so it shouldn’t be too hard to get her to try.” Hawks hums as he flips through the paper. “As for the culprit. I’m guessing it was the goon I through in jail yesterday so let’s hope she can heal your scars enough for you to join me for a visitation other wise a prison break is in order.”

The frown deepens. “Uh, the scars are kind of part of my big revenge scheme. Kinda need them in place.”

“Well, how else do we fix this then?” Hawks asks, raising a fluffy eyebrow in annoyance.

“Can’t you go in there and asks? Say it’s for an investigation?” Dabi sighs, trilling in delight when he finds he can actually crunch through the bone of the steak.

Hawks blinks, both at the sound and for having not considered that. “I kind of got stuck on the whole infection part, I didn’t even think of that.”

Dabi snorts, carefully licking the blood from his fingers as he finishes the steak. “I appreciate the concern, but it’d be a better move to just steal the welding kid from 1-B. I had already been on the street for months by the time I figured out the fever trick. I’ll be fine for a few days.”

“Can’t you go in there and ask? Say it’s for an investigation?” Dabi sighs, trilling in delight when he finds he can actually crunch through the bone of the steak.

Hawks blinks, both at the sound and for having not considered that. “I kind of got stuck on the whole infection part, I didn’t even think of that.”

Dabi snorts, carefully licking the blood from his fingers as he finishes the steak. “I appreciate the concern, but it’d be a better move to just steal the welding kid from 1-B since I just need the seams closed. I had already been on the street for months by the time I figured out the fever trick. I’ll be fine for a few days. The urgency was really just to get you moving before you could spiral.”

Hawks huffs, muttering about not spiraling even if he knew it was true. "So, what? I waltz into the prison, demand to speak to the guy, and come back here with hopeful answers?"

"Yup. Put that hero status to use for once." Dabi smirks as he tosses the meat package into the trash.

"You mean besides the actual hero part?" Hawks scoffs, emotion actually leaking into his voice now much to the villains' relief.

"Besides the child soldier part, yeah." Dabi hums in challenge, feeling the feathers on his head raise with it.

The action is apparently enough to startle Hawks whose eyes flick between the crest feathers and Toga in panic before switching to confusion when she seems unphased.

Dabi, of course, notices and scoffs, more feathers ruffling. "You really think anyone here is going to judge? We have a whole-ass lizard man who probably saved everyone's ass earlier by keeping them quiet. Toga just taught me heating up the meat satisfies the predator brain. Seriously, Hawks?"

Dabi knows the hero's wings would be slumping if he had them based on his posture.

"You already pieced together half my childhood when you woke up. You of all people should know that shit doesn't just go away." Hawks huffs, hands twitching like he wants to pull his wings around him.

He does know this. He knows it all too well. All it does, however, is just redirect his anger as he makes an angry chittering noise.

"Go find the fix so I can burn that shit hole to the ground." Dabi trills evenly despite his pupils being all but nonexistent in his rage.

Hawks looks multiple levels of conflicted, but finally just sighs. "You think I'm their only passion project?"

Both villains bare their teeth in outrage now and Dabi finally manages to detach some feathers that stick themselves into the walls.

"Ah, perfect." Dabi grins manically, pulling one out of the counter. "You go get the information. I'll go use their precious wings against them."

"Absolutely not." Hawks scoffs, stomping over to snatch the feather. "You are untrained and I haven't finished getting you the information on their quirks yet. Do you want to get trapped in a traumatic event for the rest of your life? How about having your skin turned inside out? Just stay put and let me fix this."

"But-"

Hawks just raises an unimpressed eyebrow, some fire finally back in his eyes as he sighs. "Sorry about this."

That’s the only warning Dabi gets before the feather is set on fire and he falls to the ground screaming in pain. "What the-"

He's cut off once more by the rest of the detached feathers being collected and setting them ablaze at the same time almost makes the villain pass out as the steak tries to come back up. "Sto-"

One last feather is plucked from his head to receive the same treatment and his vision swims as the small size somehow makes it worse. "Hawks-"

He finally registers Toga yelling at the hero to stop but looking up just fills his vision with cold, emotionless gold eyes.

"They'll do far worse." Hawks states simply. "Stay put."

Dabi's not sure he's felt pain that intense since he almost burned to death, and somehow the weird psychic disconnect made it so much worse as he gags trying to swallow the food threatening to come up. He absolutely hates doing it, but he nods in defeat. "Yeah…gotcha…"

"Yo! Hawks! What's all the screa- What did you do to Dabi, you ass?! " Twice suddenly yells, having come to investigate and Dabi feels his head swim again as he realizes the others had been whispering.

"Made sure he didn't do something stupid." Hawks shrugs as he stands back up. "Make sure he doesn't leave the base."

"Sure thing. Why would I listen to you?! " Twice scoffs, wincing when Dabi sits back enough to hold his head with a groan. "Sorry. Suck it up! " Both of these are thankfully whispered.

Hawks tilts his head, still getting used to deciphering which voice to listen to before deciding to answer both. "Thanks. His pride will probably get him killed otherwise."

Twice nods as he rushes over to try to help Dabi up, the currently feathered villain having trouble navigating the extra weight on his back and Toga being just a tad too small to really help and too busy smacking Hawks on the shoulder anyway. "Want a hand?" He asks quietly, managing to silence the other voice even if it gives him a pretty bad tic doing so.

Normally, Dabi would tell him to fuck off, but the room hasn't fully stopped spinning so he takes it. "Yeah…get me in a stool, would ya?"

Twice, thankfully, manages to not insult him on the way up, though letting the other villain touch between his wings for leverage created a whole new problem that he resolutely chooses to ignore as he mumbles a thanks and slumps his head on the counter. He's relieved to find a new bottle of pain meds waiting for him when he opens his eyes. "Thanks, birdie."

"Sorry again. It's hard to explain without experiencing it, and I knew your stubborn ass wouldn't listen otherwise." Hawks sighs, sounding genuinely apologetic as he also sets down a glass of water and hands Dabi the files.

"You let me burn through feathers like they are kindling and I burn way hotter." Dabi decides to focus on instead. "What the fuck, birdie?"

Hawks has the audacity to just shrug, looking at the ground as he scratches the back of his head as though saying something embarrassing instead of horrifying. "I was trained to withstand actual torture. Your fire is like a bad sunburn."

Looking up reveals three villains looking at him in a mixture of horror and rage, though he can tell the rage isn't directed at him.

"Fuck the pain, I'm going anyway- Don't touch me!" Dabi squawks and pushes Twice between them when Hawks just looks at him unimpressed and reaches for a feather.

"That's what I thought." Hawks sighs starting to lower his hand before Dabi suddenly grabs it and makes him yelp. "What are you-"

"It just clicked what you said." Dabi hums, glaring at the blisters on Hawks' hand. "If you have my quirk, you're not fireproof. Barely fire resistant on most of your body."

Hawks hears Toga and Twice gasp when Dabi moves his sleeve up to reveal slightly worse burns but he's too busy trying to keep his panic down about them seeing a weakness so he doesn't make it worse by getting worked up and catching fire. "It's fi-"

"Twice, can you get the burn stuff?" Dabi cuts him off without looking away from the wounds. "The arm shouldn’t scar too badly, but you definitely don't want it on your hands."

"Really, I'm-" Twice has already run off though so Hawks just sighs. "Seriously, how do you live like this?"

"It's mostly spite." Dabi shrugs, taking Hawks' other hand to check it before he gets distracted by the shine of his rings. "How do you get anything done?"

"Intense training and a lot of 'Number Two Hero Distracted By Shiny Objects' compilations on WeTube." Hawks shrugs, taking his hand back once it's been deemed acceptable.

Dabi snorts, shaking his head as he takes the box brought in by Twice. "How many include you flying into buildings?"

"At least one per video." Hawks manages to smirk before hissing as Dabi starts treating his wounds. "Watch it, Hot Stuff. I still have modeling gigs while I get switched over."

"Should have thought about that before you tried to not treat it." Dabi huffs, wrapping a nonstick bandage a little tight just to make the hero whine before fixing it and continuing like normal. "The Frankenstein's monster spot has already been filled."

It's Hawks' turn to snort now as he pulls his sleeve back down and picks up the culprit's file. "Fair enough. I'll go try to get this fixed then."

"You sure we can't go stab the Commission while you're gone?" Toga pouts.

Hawks hums, eyes drifting from worried gold to trying to feign apathetic turquoise and down to a thick file. "Tell you what, you stay put and don't do anything stupid, and I won't take your target from you."

Turquoise eyes narrow and there's another angry chitter. "You wouldn't fucking dare!"

"After what I just read? Patrol is going to be really fucking tense when I get back." Hawks glares though it's not directed at Dabi. "Let me know next time you want to test a Nomu and we can arrange an actually deserted area."

This makes Dabi blink in shock but nod. "Deal." He decides, finally turning to take the pain meds as letting the wings hang starts taking its toll. "Now scram. These things are heavy."

Hawks just snickers, motioning for Toga to hand over her phone so he can bring up a tutorial. "If you can stop being a prickly asshole for a little bit, these two can help with that."

The two villains light up at the opportunity to help who they consider their friend and Dabi groans, knowing they'll badger him until he agrees. "Dammit, birdie. Fine, just get this fixed."

A smirk tugs at Hawks' mouth but he manages to keep it hidden as he once again schools his emotions back into numbness. "Have fun. I'll be back."

"Leave that zombie shit at the door next time!" Dabi calls after the retreating hero. "It's fucking weird!"

"Like I have a choice." Hawks snorts, having not meant to let go of it just now. Dabi really was a master at ruffling his feathers, even when he didn't have them.

~~~

Hawks has to fight himself not to squirm as he sits on the interrogator's side of the table. He can't see behind him but something on his back itches like hell and it's only gotten worse since leaving the base.

"Dammit, come on." He mutters, looking to the door once more. "How long does it take to grab a criminal?"

Hawks officially hates not having his wings when the door opening makes him jump.

"Sorry about that, Hawks. He slipped out of the quirk suppressant cuffs so we had to fight him into a tighter pair and get the fix." A tired-sounding officer explains. "I assume that's why you're here?"

Hawks forces on one of his camera-ready smiles though it doesn't reach his eyes as he continues to dissociate to keep the fire calm. "Yeah, would kinda like to get back out in the field, ya know?"

"Oh, I'm sure." The cop sighs, dragging a smug-looking goon into the room with him. "Good luck with the HR paperwork if it was a coworker."

Hawks frowns in confusion before looking at the villain-wanna-be as he's forced to sit across from him. "What does he mean?"

"Oh, he's just being dramatic." The guy snickers and god is that voice grating. "It wears off after two weeks, but if you're that impatient to go back to being a pretty bird-"

"Don't call me that." Hawks sneers, the nickname being reserved for a certain flame villain and he doesn't want it soiled by this guy's annoying voice.

The guy rolls his eyes but the annoying grin doesn’t leave. "Please, your type thrives on attention. Anyway, if you're that impatient, getting to know the person who you traded quirks with will speed it up."

Hawks frowns, something suddenly clicking as he takes his phone out and pulls his shirt collars back to take a picture down his shirt. He can't help but grin as he sees feathers starting to peak out. Must have been from skimming Dabi's file. "That's not so bad. Why would that warrant an HR complaint?"

He doesn't like the grin on the guy's face.

"Getting to know them intimately in any way will speed it up. The more intimate, the better." The guy leers.

Hawks blinks, not understanding for a second until he looks at the officers and sees his ears flushed red and realizes that what he thought was a scratch is actually smeared lipstick.

Oh .

Hawks feels his face heat up and curses when his face starts actually smoking. "No wonder it took a while to get you back here."

"We won't be making the mistake again." The officer huffs, glaring daggers at the goon in the chair.

"Just tryna help people understand each other better." The guy shrugs with a grin. "Wouldn't the world be so much better if we did?"

"That definitely isn't the way to go about it." Hawks grimaces. "Anything else?"

Another shrugs as the guy leans back in his seat. "Nah, it's pretty straightforward. A smooch should have you back to all your feathered glory in no time though mutant-type quirks take a bit longer and might leave a characteristic or a biology thing behind."

Hawks nods, standing to leave now. "Hopefully just the kiss will work." Dabi and he had moved on to being a bit softer with each other weeks ago, but Hawks was really hoping their first kiss let alone anything else would be a bit more special. "I'll put in a word with the judge for some therapy."

"I don't need-"

Hawks doesn't give him a chance to respond as he wishes the officer farewell and is out the door before he can even argue.

"Dammit." Hawks groans, choosing to make his way back to the base to talk face-to-face rather than over the phone. He needed to think.

~~~

Dabi, meanwhile, is in the process of becoming part of the couch, cooing and chirping as Toga and Twice have fun preening his new wings. The ones close to his back and his tail feathers had quickly been marked off limits but everywhere else had him boneless.

"Those are still good noises, right?" Toga checks in, still nervous after Twice had ticked and hurt a feather in a way that made Dabi scream.

Dabi made a happy trilling noise before remembering Toga can't understand and nodding. "Doing great." He mumbles before a feather twitches and he sighs. "Shiggy, I can feel you hovering." He senses Shigaraki jump at suddenly being acknowledged before the leader starts muttering. "Can't hear through them."

Shigaraki groans before speaking up. "Are they soft?"

He fans his wings out to silence the two already preening before lifting his head to look at the other villain. "Do you have your gloves?"

Shigaraki's eyes widen at the implications but he nods quickly, pulling them on. "Are you sure?"

"You can get the ones closer to the base." Dabi mumbles, face already back in the couch. Perks of sleeping with your boss in the past, shame was nonexistent.

Shigaraki didn't need to be told twice, quickly making his way over to straddle Dabi's lower back and taking the phone offered to him to see what he was doing before getting to work.

That's how Hawks finds them when he finally returns, Dabi completely zoned out and it's only from having the quirk his entire life that Hawks knows what the chirping means and it makes his face flush red.

"Having fun over there?" He's proud when he manages to not squeak.

Dabi just trills, not even trying to move as the others move away at Hawks' prompting though he does chitter in complaint.

"Huh, so that's what I would have been like." Hawks hums as he crouches down next to the currently feathered villain. "Think we can go to your room? He told me how to switch our quirks back, but I don't think you want to be around others for this."

Dabi blinks at him slowly, taking a moment to process the words before nodding. "Block me for a second." He whispers.

"Figured out why I don't let you touch my back?" Hawks smirks as he angles himself to block the room's view of Dabi as the villain stretches his wings before pulling them around himself a bit as he stands, obviously trying to play it off as some bird comfort thing.

"Yeah. Worth it though." Dabi hums, more relaxed than anyone in the room has ever seen him. "Let's get this shit fixed. That's way too easy of a mental off button."

"Trust me, I know." Hawks snorts, letting Dabi lead the way with a wave to the others, speaking up when they're out of earshot. "So, basically we just need to get to know each other more. The more personal the better….I already noticed feathers on my back from reading your file."

"So, we just need to quiz each other and I can stop getting distracted by my own wrist?" Dabi hums with a rather bird-like tilt of his head.

"Mutant quirks apparently take longer, but yeah that's the next quickest way after just waiting it out." Hawks nods, flopping on the bed so Dabi and his freshly preened wings can sit backward in the chair and his brow furrows as he realizes he was teased. "You'll probably have yours back before I have mine."

Dabi nods, tilting his head in thought. "Any faster ways?"

Hawks flushes red, picking at a frayed thread on the villain's bed. "…The more personal the better remember?"

Dabi frowns in confusion, brow furrowed before they shoot into his hairline. "You don't mean-?"

"Biblically yeah." Hawks scowls at the ceiling. "We can try the easier methods though. I understand you probably don't want to-"

"Pretty sure I've yelled at you before for putting words in my mouth, pretty bird." Dabi chirps in annoyance.

Hawks jerks his head up to stare at Dabi in shock. "Huh?"

"Who the hell said I wouldn't want to sleep with you, birdie?" Dabi scoffs. "Been trying to at least get a hate fuck since the third meeting. Jesus, birdie, what the hell did they do to your self-esteem over there?"

Hawks just stares at him deadpan. "I am missing feathers."

Dabi's eye twitches. "Right. Now do you want your wings back or not?"

Hawks fidgets in embarrassment but when he notices actual steam leaving his face, his mind is made up. "Only if you actually want to-"

"Oh my god." Dabi groans in annoyance before Hawks is yelping when big feathers swoop him off the bed and deposit him on the villain's lap.

"When did you-"

"I'm used to monitoring changes in my quirk. I was a little distracted but noticed what it felt like for them to detach earlier." Dabi huffs, pulling the flustered hero into a deep kiss that makes the blonde melt.

"It took me years of being locked in a closet to figure that out." Hawks pants, pupils rapidly eating away at gold. "You haven't even had it a full 24 hours."

Dabi feels his body temperature start to lower with this new information as his feathers flare. "My quirk risks killing me every time I use it. I can't afford to not understand what's going on with my body so I'm a fast learner."

Hawks' pupils pin now with that. "Is that why you're freezing?"

"Something to do with it. I'll let you read the damn file later. Right now, we've been eye fucking each other for months and I want to take advantage of this." Dabi trills, pulling Hawks into another deep kiss that has his temperature lowering further before he chirps in surprise when he feels talons between his wings and it goes straight to his cock. "Fuck!"

"That's the plan." Hawks snickers before his eyes widen when he grinds against Dabi and realizes what's going inside him. "Yeah, your talons need to go."

Dabi snorts, pulling the hero's shirt off to give his wings room to grow before starting to attack his neck with his mouth, some animalistic part of his brain demanding that he marks what's his. The thought makes him trill territorially and cling to Hawks in his need to claim. "Shit, pretty bird. Is this what was going through your head every time you looked at me like that?"

"The feral need to take you back to my nest and mark you for the world to see? Yeah." Hawks gasps, bird sounds starting to slip into his other sounds. The sensitivity from the telekinesis side of the quirk was definitely back if he was already this worked up. "Was part of what took so long. I was trying to figure out how to do that with the scar tissue."

"Just make a necklace out of a feather." Dabi scoffs. "Are you that much of a birdbrain?"

"Shut up, you're distracting." Hawks chitters before cursing. "Dammit, I'm either going to have to remember that again or speed run switching sides."

"If you think you're leaving this nest tonight, you officially fried your brain." Dabi glares with a warning noise. "They don’t need to know when you have your quirk back."

"They'd figure it out eventually." Hawks sighs, the sound cutting into a croon when Dabi slips his hand into the hero's pants. When he had even gotten them open, Hawks has no clue, but it makes him grip the base of pretty white wings once more, drawing a cursed moan from both of them.

"Bed." Dabi groans, using the feathers from earlier to support Hawks' body weight before he drops the hero on the bed and looms over him like a predator with prey. He gets to watch the position set off some sort of bird instinct in Hawks' brain as pupils rapidly shrink and expand, his few feathers sharpening behind him when Dabi spreads his own wings to look larger above him. Being able to feel Hawks' heart race through the feathers holding him sends heat rushing through Dabi's body and he croons.

"Dabi…move. Something. Bird brain hates this, but I also don't know if I've ever been this hard in my life." Hawks whispers, talons curling against Dabi's back and making the villain finally snap.

Dabi lets out something that sounds like the bird equivalent of a growl as he descends on the frozen hero, diving in for another rough kiss that leaves them gasping for air. At the same time, the feathers give Dabi the leverage to get the hero's pants off and a hand around Hawks' cock, looming over him the entire time as Hawks chirps and moans.

"Hot! Fuck, no seriously, you're getting your fire back, cool it." Hawks soon hisses despite continuing to arch into the villain's touch. "Mnmm~ There. Right there." He moans when Dabi brings the temperature down to something that isn't going to burn his dick off. "Heh, some lube and it'll almost feel like I'm fucking someONE-Shit!"

Apparently, they were on the same track because Dabi sent one of the remaining feathers he had control over into his nightstand and was using his free hand to pour some lube over Hawk's cock to help the glide and make red feathers shudder.

"Way ahead of you, pretty bird." Dabi smirks, fangs on full display as he goes back to marking up the hero's neck. "Talons are almost gone. You sure about this?"

"Yes, absolutely, please, fuck, I haven't been this sensitive in years. Please, Dabi." Hawks chirps, bird noises slowly coming back with his feathers as he bucks into the tight heat of Dabi's hand. "Had an entire breakdown after the first meeting because you weren't supposed to be hot, but all bird brain could scream was mate so please ."

Dabi curses, concentrating to get a feather to dump lube on his fingers before it falls with the loss of connection. He had expected to have to actually work to get the hero to beg for him, and he probably will in the future, but having him so sensitive and squirming beneath him is definitely doing something for both the villain and the remaining bird instincts that register it as 'Potential mate trying to escape. Give him a reason to stay'. Dabi can definitely get behind that as he lets his natural body heat warm the lube, taking stock of his talons on the upstroke and trilling happily when he feels they're gone.

"How're your wings doing, birdie? Do I get to watch your face or do you need to flip?" The villain checks in, feeling his own feathers starting to fall.

Hawks squirms a bit before wincing when he bends a feather. "Next time. I can't feel them yet to take them off."

The hero acknowledging a next time gets a happy little coo out of the fire user as he lets go to help him onto his front, keeping a possessive hand somewhere on him the entire time until he can—now carefully because of the wings about the size of post-High-End—loom over him again to trill in his ear in what he now knows is the bird equivalent of dirty talk. Feeling the new feathers puff up against his chest makes him smirk.

"It's going to be such a shame when I can't make those sounds anymore. The back of your neck is as red as your feathers just from a little cooing, it's adorable." Dabi teases as he leans back enough to prod at the hero's already twitching hole.

"Well, hopefully, you remember what they mean when I can turn the tables." Hawks huffs, chirping when a warm finger slips inside. "Shit, Dabs."

"I'll let you know, birdie. Maybe I can practice a few." Dabi hums, smirking when Hawks' feathers shake. "Like that idea, pretty bird?"

"My mate making an effort to dirty talk me in a language only we can understand? Obviously." Hawks scoffs as though Dabi asked something ridiculous only to squawk out a moan when Dabi works another finger in and locates his prostate as punishment for the sass. "How did you-"

"I wasn't always in the League, remember?" Dabi shrugs like it's no big deal before making a cooing noise when he sees feathers sharpen. "Calm down, birdie, I'm clean."

"Reassuring, but not the worry," Hawks mumbles, trying to focus against the fingers doing their best to distract him.

"Tragic backstory later." Dabi insists with a wave of his free hand. "On the bright side, a bigger feather is starting to grow back from that."

"Joy." Hawks deadpans sarcastically before chirping when that gets his prostate tortured again. "Fuck! Fine! I'll snoop later just please tell me I'm almost ready." He can't even deny the fact that he whined that last part.

"Hmm, almost." Dabi hums, more than happy to let the topic go as he spreads his fingers to hear a needy trill. "Let me just get my own pants-cut them and you can keep looking like a hatchling." The villain warns, seeing a sharpened feather detach before it reattaches almost petulantly. "The painkillers were the most I'm letting you buy me."

Hawks makes a few grumpy bird noises before there's another squawked moan Dabi insistently targets his prostate. "Fine! Fine! Fuck-fine, just please , Dabi!"

Dabi has to admit that having Japan's most thirsted-after hero begging for his cock is a hell of an ego boost, but it also makes it very hard to stop teasing him just to keep hearing his pretty pleas. In the end, however, Dabi's dick wins out and has him flapping what's left of his wings in his struggle out of his pants and chirping in surprise when he actually gets some air. He's almost disappointed he didn't think to try that while he would be in control of the wings, but it's too late now so he just refocuses on the task at hand which is smearing the excess lube on his cock and lining it up with the hero's twitching hole. He smirks when the feeling of his Prince Albert against the hero's rim makes Hawks chirp.

"Come on, birdie, I'm covered in metal and just admitted to whoring myself out. Did you really not expect piercings?" Dabi hums, rutting between the hero's cheeks to tease him.

"Piercing s ? Plural ?" Hawks chirps, trying to crane his neck to see and letting his head drop with a curse when Dabi moves enough for Hawks to see a Jacob's Ladder running down the shaft. "I might have to thank that villain."

Dabi snorts, shaking his head at the dork as he lines up, watching the hero's wings flutter in anticipation. "Ready, pretty bird?"

"Gods, yes." Hawks groans, crooning out a moan when Dabi starts pushing in. "Fuck~"

"Working on it," Dabi smirks, laughing when a wing tries to smack him, but isn't quite long enough yet. "You made the same joke 20 minutes ago, shut the fuck up."

Hawks opens his mouth to respond, but all that comes out is a chirped moan being forced out of him by each rung of the villain's ladder catching on his rim and grinding against his walls with each thrust inside. His wings are trembling by the time Dabi is seated fully inside and all he can do is coo and moan at the villain's teasing. He's extra sensitive everywhere like it’s a brand new quirk and when a warm hand runs between his wings, his cock throbs as he chirps.

"Shit, birdie, quirk has you messed up, huh?" Dabi chuckles, noticing his own senses returning to normal so it feels less like he'll cum at any amount of stimulation, but Hawks is also squeezing around him like he might instead so he's not in any better state.

"Feels like a new quirk." Hawks manages to slur out as he grips the sheets with his talons. "Like every single nerve can feel everything and I'm going to lose my mind."

"I can tell, you're gripping my cock like you'll cum at any second." Dabi hums, running warm hands along the hero's sides to hear Hawks' breath stutter as he moans. "You'll probably fall apart if I even try to move, won't you, pretty bird?"

"No- I-" Hawks actually caws when Dabi attempts to move. "Fuck, yes, probably. Don't stop though. There are still crest feathers in your hair."

Dabi can feel them trying to come loose with how they itch like hell but also knows there's still more on his back too. Those aren't his concern though. He's entirely more focused on driving Hawks' crazy on his cock. If he can get the hero crying, even better.

"If you insist, birdie." Dabi hums in a way that spells danger, and Hawks must realize it too based on how his feathers puff up. Whatever the case, Hawks has had more than enough time to adjust to him so he starts pulling out.

The effect is instant of feathers half puffing up, half sharpening, and sheets ripping as Hawks shrieks. He's almost afraid Dabi will stop but instead, he gets a trill in return that makes his wings flutter before he's moaning again when Dabi starts properly moving. Fuck, he can feel every centimeter of cock and every single place hot hands fight not to burn freckled skin. He swears he sees stars when the villain finally finds his prostate again and lets out another shriek when Dabi starts targeting it.

"Dabi~! Fuck, please, please, please. Fuck your cock, your hands, pleASE!" Hawks cries out when a hot hand returns to his dick and he tenses all over to not cum on the spot. He makes a warbling noise when Dabi laughs meanly and starts stroking in time with his thrusts. The angle is awkward, but the villain knows what he's doing and the leftover lube and heat makes it feel like Hawks is fucking someone as well and it's driving him crazy.

"What's wrong, pretty bird? Gonna cum already? Go on, you know you can." Dabi teases, his clean hand gripping the base of a wing to make Hawks sing. "You said I could continue after all."

Hawks is fairly sure he'll pass out if he cums right now, and the mental image of Dabi continuing to use his fucked out body is not helping. He can't voice this though, so stimulated that he's been reduced to bird noises that he just has to hope and pray Dabi can still understand because like hell is he tapping out.

Luckily for the bird, Dabi still has full understanding though attempts to respond in kind are now stunted. "Shit, birdie, sounds like I'm gonna have to practice. We'll have plenty of time though since you're crazy if you think you're getting rid of me. That need to claim is still there along with the fangs and I plan to make sure all of Japan knows you're taken under that stupid collar. Gonna mark you a way not even the Commission can take away." He feels the hero clench around him with a coo. "Like that idea, pretty bird?"

Hawks croons, nodding his head desperately as he claws at the sheets.

Mark me. Fuck me. Cum in me. Fuck, Dabi. Want you so bad . He wants to scream, but it won't come out and he makes a frustrated chirping.

"Aw, what's wrong, baby? Got something to say?" Dabi coos mockingly, panting as he nears his own edge. He's honestly shocked Hawks hasn't cum yet, but with the way he's trembling, there's no way he won't be falling apart soon. "I can still understand, you know? Want me to mark you up and leave you dripping cum, pretty bird? Want me to mark you inside and out, pretty bird?"

Hawks nods quickly, chirping as Dabi picks up speed and slams back into him harder. Readjusting to hiding the bird sounds is going to be a pain in the ass, but right now, he feels his wings flaring out as he's pushed over the edge, bird-like croons and chirps leaving him as he finally cums hard onto the sheets. He feels the heat increase and hands leave him with a curse as he fights not to black out, but an annoyed chirp gets them to at least return to his hips earning a happy coo.

"Fuck, birdie." Dabi curses as the hero spasms around him, dragging him closer to the edge. "I can't guarantee you won't end up branded-shit!" Hawks clenching around him rips one last squawk out of him that ends in a more strangled moan. "I am not branding you when you're not in your right mind, dumb-AH-ASS-Fuck!"

His chivalry is met with angry chirping, but Dabi isn't budging on the stance. "Not-shit- happening. Fuck, I'm close, birdie."

This finally gets a happy trill out of the fucked out bird and Dabi doesn't realize he's closed his eyes until he's caught off guard by wings knocking him forward so his fangs are hovering over the hero's shoulder. Whatever was left of the bird instincts coos happily at having such an eager mate and Dabi is sent tumbling over the edge as he slams into the base and bites hard into the meat of Hawks’ shoulder, a final pleased bird noise leaving them both with the action.

He's not entirely sure, but Dabi is fairly certain he feels some form of bond wrap around his mind as the last of his feathers fall, but that could just be the endorphins. Whatever the case, he has a happily cooing bird under him and a bloody bite to take care of…soon. Right now, he just wants to cuddle the hero his brain is now referring to as mate so just maneuvers them away from Hawks' cum to do just that, laughing when trying to pull out gets him chittered at angrily.

"Needy much?" Dabi snorts, careful of Hawks' wings as he positions them chest to chest and nuzzles wild blonde hair.

At first, he just gets another annoyed chirp, but Hawks soon clears his throat to huff. "I've been pining and fighting bird instincts for months. Fuck off."

"I mean I just tried to and got talons in my scars for my efforts." Dabi teases, doing his best attempt at the soothing coo he could do earlier. It's not as effective, but the effort seems to at least be appreciated as Hawks coos back. "I'll work on that."

Hawks is quiet for a second before a gold eye peak up in wonder. "You will? That wasn't just foreplay?"

Dabi raises an eyebrow at why that would be such a big deal, but seeing usually absent red feathers intertwined in gold bangs is all the answer he needs. "Absolutely. You're noises are adorable and it'll be worth the temporary sore throat to get more of them."

The back of Hawks' neck flushes red as he looks back down, but he's still getting control of his wings again so Dabi gets to watch them flutter happily. "…I'll try around here."

"Listen to the first voice with Twice, ignore the second." Dabi hums as he gets comfortable. "He was loving the sounds I was making, but the second voice is a jerk. He’ll feel horrible if he actually hurts you though."

"Cool, I was right." Hawks chirps proudly before his eyes open in wonder. "I can actually eat here!"

"Even more when we get ahold of Liberation funds next week." The villain assures.

"Oh, thank gods." Hawks groans, snuggling back into Dabi's body heat. "I should've switched ages ago."

"Certainly took you long enough." Dabi scoffs, running a warm hand through red feathers. "Toga was ready to kidnap you some of the shit we've figured out."

"Eh, wouldn't have made as much of an impact compared to me actually defecting." Hawks shrugs. "…Thank you though…it really does mean a lot."

"Anything for you." Dabi hums before smirking and adding for no other reason than to fluster the hero. "My little mate~"

It has the desired effect of making Hawks' wings puff up as he chirps in embarrassment. "You're going to use that against me any chance you get aren't you?"

"Oh, absolutely." Dabi snickers, kissing blonde hair. "You're cute when you're flustered."

Hawks makes several more embarrassed noises, but not once tells him to stop.

The circumstances were annoying, but he finally has someone who accepts him and he plans to enjoy every second of it.

A warm hand between his wings makes them puff for a different reason now.

No matter how infuriating he might be.

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