Rhiannan by Fleetwood Mac
Day 47
He was stoned on Dabi's couch again. He was grateful for it too because in his hazy state he could ignore the sounds of the man fucking in the bedroom. It wasn't uncommon and he'd also had his share in the room but that didn't mean he cared to hear the guy either.
Hawks was also aware that he looked hazed out enough that Shigaraki didn't mind talking business in the chair next to him. Talking about meeting All For One in the upcoming weeks. He was still waiting for exact dates and locations.
He probably could have pushed for more information if he had wanted to but he didn't. He didn't want to. Shigaraki was being a friend and sharing information with him and it somehow felt wrong to push further. Even if that's what he was technically there for.
His stoned state had his wings beyond relaxed and he was in a state where he didn't care about the commission or what they wanted. He'd never win against them but it felt like even for a moment that he was living another life.
It was fascinating to hear the blue haired guy express his daddy issues. How he felt equally indebted to the man as well as used. Hawks felt this way with the commission often. He could relate to the villian.
He mentions his biological father for the first time. How he'd been an abusive prick. He had intended to stop there but continues,
"Unfortunately the commission wasn't all that much better." Creating the silence around them.
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"You're actually a cool guy." Shigaraki eventually answers back.
Hawks thinks about how his infiltration was going well. But he wasn't getting anywhere. The door opens and Dabi walks out basically naked. He's wearing pants that are unbuttoned and hanging low enough that Hawks can see that he is commando.
"Hey Hawks, Wanna work on your Daddy Issues in the room?" Dabi's more frequent female friend, Digit, looks through the crack of the door.
"Yeah. We can all work on our Daddy issues together." Dabi was leaning against the kitchen counter. He wasn't baiting him to join them but he could see something behind the guy's eyes that did hold the invitation in seriousness versus a flirtatious joke.
Hawks bites his lip with a smirk. He had no reason not to. It was him getting closer for intel. To be trusted.
So he joins the duo and pushes all the awkwardness aside, having never shared a person or bed with more than one person before. His senses told him that that wasn't the case for Dabi or Digit though.
His hazy and glazed over eyes enjoyed every moment of the attention that they had both delivered to him. Giving into Digits advances and even her encouragement for him to lock lips with Dabi at one point. He noted that there was no hesitation on the other end.
If it wasn't for the brain fog and exotic intoxication of watching Digit blow him while Dabi penetrated her, he'd probably have had a lot of questions for himself.
Was he still undercover?
He was unwinding and getting taken away.
Flying away without flight.