#hurthawksweek

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My art for HurtHawksWeek from Twitter

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Title: Just a Flu

Summary: Hawks sat up. Someone was in his apartment. Cooking. And, Hawks really doubted that it was Endeavor.

Prompt: Recovery.

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"You're sick?"

Endeavor didn't sound happy on the phone.

And, he probably wasn't happy when Hawks sneezed again and began to cough.

His nose was completely stuffed, and there was a ringing in his ears. He already knew that he was hot to the touch. Hawks was sick and he didn't know with what. But, he did know that he was definitely contagious.

"Yeah, I think that I can't work. I'm dizzy."

"Then, you're a hindrance," Endeavor growled. "Get some rest then."

And, then he just hung up. So, not a very concerned superior at all. Not emotionally so anyway

Hawks slunk down on the sofa and groaned. He hated being sick and he knew that this would at least rob a week from him. He couldn't even work.

He then laid his cheek down on the cushion and closed his eyes. Hawks had no idea when he had fallen asleep. All that he knew was that he wasn't alone.

Hawks sat up. Someone was in his apartment. Cooking. And, Hawks really doubted that it was Endeavor.

"Who's out there?" Hawks asked.

"Yo," a voice said. "It's me."

That voice sounded vaguely familiar.

With a suppressed sigh, he got on his feet and saw none other than Dabi hovering over the stove while stirring soup.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard that you were sick. And, heroes turn into babies when they're sick."

Hawks continued to watch him. He was tired and didn't feel like arguing.

"There. It's done," Dabi said while he shook off the spoon. "Are you having some?"

At once, Hawks was suspicious. "You didn't poison it, did you?"

He followed as the villian began to spoon the soup into a bowl.

"Well, you would be dead by now if I seriously didn't like you if and I wouldn't be eating it either."

Hawks watched Dabi also dole out soup for himself. So, he was also eating too. Well, Dabi made it so why not?

Hawks should probably be cautions if he wasn't so damned hungry.

So, then the two ate from the bowls on the sofa. It was...nice. Nice to not eat alone anyway.

Hawks tasted it. "It's canned."

"Did you expect homemade?" Dabi groused. "That would take hours."

The two men continued to eat in silence. Until...

"Have you told anyone about me?" Dabi asked suddenly.

Hawks shook his head. "No, there's no need to. It's not like it's a professional mission."

Exactly. There was no need to tell anyone about this. It really was more personal. For him.

"Well, what are we then?" Hawks couldn't help asking before he sneezed.

Dabi filled another spoon of soup. ""Bless you. I'm not sure yet."

Friends. Maybe Hawks would go with friends rather than frenemies. Or, who knew what the future held? Although, he did have thoughts of what they could be.

Dabi had already endangered his health by coming in here. So, Hawks would hold off on kissing Dabi because he was sick.

For right now, or perhaps for longer.

The moment would have to be right.

Or, maybe he would never kiss him.

[deuteragonist1]

Literally heartbroken that I didn't finish my Hawks one-shot in time for Hurthawksweek2022. Ashamed of myself.

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Prompt: Do Your Worst

Summary: Then, Dabi felt an arm lock around his throat.

Behind him. Hawks was behind him.

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It was the night before Halloween and there jack o'lanterns and glowing skeletons everywhere.

Currently, Hawks was glaring at him from his prone position while making muffled growling sounds in his throat. In a sense, he was a bit like a dog rather than his namesake bird.

"Do your worst," Hawks growled.

Dabi laughed. Oh, he would.

Hawks was fast, but tonight Dabi was simply faster. Which was the concise story of how he had chained the winged pro hero to the bed.

"I will," Dabi promised.

"What are you going to do, Dabi? Get kinky?"

Dabi smirked. Well, that was an idea. But, he had already decided not to play tonight. He was all about business.

"Actually, I think that I'm going to take a walk. Maybe clear my head. Don't go anywhere," he teased.

He could just imagine how the hero felt right now.

Dabi already knew that Hawks wouldn't beg. Hawks wouldn't and couldn't humiliate himself. Hero training ran deep. As deep as his father's prejudices.

So, Dabi was going to leave Hawks and for how long he didn't know. He already knew that he was going to come back. However, what was he going to do with a properly pissed off pro hero?

Oh, yes it would be a rotten Halloween for Hawks. But, at least had gotten into the role of antagonist, and Hawks was the bound victim. It was a bit like a Halloween movie.

But, Dabi was just screwing around him with him. It was nothing major. Of course, Hawks couldn't know that.

He might even come back tomorrow night. And, Dabi was sure that Hawks would still be in one piece. He was a tough little bastard. Dabi liked that about him.

He already knew that Hawks loved attention. All heroes did. But wouldn't be getting much attention tonight. And, Hawks also loved chocolate, but he might have to miss it this year. Halloween or not.

Dabi continued to walk under the rays of the full moon a bunch of kids ran past him. It was full-on mayhem.

As Dabi wandered the streets, he collected himself some chocolate bars. He got one for himself and even some for Hawks.

He looked down at his watch. 2:52 A.M. Minutes had turned into hours...

Dabi decided that it was time to go home. It was late enough. He supposed that Hawks had suffered enough.

But, one could imagine his surprise, when he entered the bedroom and found the bed empty.

Dabi stared in confusion. Where was Dabi? Where the hell had he gone?

Then, he felt an arm lock around his throat.

Behind him. Hawks was behind him.

"I'm back," Dabi stated uselessly.

"I see, "Hawks replied darkly.

"I brought you chocolate," Dabi said.

Then, Hawks lost it.

"I don't care, damn it!" Hawks shouted.

His arm tightened around Dabi's throat.

"I thought you liked it," Dabi grumbled.

Dabi could tell that Hawks was absolutely livid.

"So, what are you going to kill me?" Dabi asked idly.

"Get on the bed," Hawks commanded.

He abruptly let go of Dabi so that he could follow his order.

"So assertive," Dabi purred.

Dabi supposed that he had to obey. He could burn Hawks away if he desired, but he didn't feel like it.

And so, the villain allowed the hero to chain him to the bed. Even though he didn't have to. Fair was fair, right?

"Not so tight," Dabi pleaded.

Hawks glared at him. "Shut up."

Dabi groaned in stifled anger as he watched Hawks walk around the room.

"Now, I want to have a look at stars before the sun comes up," Hawks said. "Don't go anywhere."

And, true to his word, Hawks left. It didn't take him long.

But, sadly, Dabi wasn't so lucky and couldn't break his bonds. Now, it was Halloween morning and sunlight was streaming into the bedroom. Dabi cursed himself for his incompetence.

Then, he heard a key turn in the lock.

Dabi froze and stiffened. Who had the key? Hawks didn't. Someone had it, and Dabi didn't know who?

Himiko then walked into the room. Well, the League of Villians had discovered him at least.

When saw saw him chained to the bed, her eyes widened.

"Dabi? What's happened?"

"Don't ask," Dabi sighed.

Himiko released him without much trouble.

Then, she noticed the candy bars that had fallen on the floor.

"Ooh, chocolate. May I have one?"

"Go ahead. I'm not much of a sugar fan."

Happily, she unwrapped one with Dabi's mind elsewhere.

Oh, yes. Dabi was going to make Hawks pay for this at some point in the future.

Somehow.

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Prompt: Hallucinations/Caged

Summary: Drugs could do anything, especially giving a moment of pure happiness. Hawks wanted it back.

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Hawks had been overpowered, and now he was paying the consequences.

"These wings will be a problem," asshole number one commented.

The guy actually grabbed one, and it hurt.

Hawks hissed.

"Watch it, asshole!"

Then the other asshole rolled up his sleeve and then stabbed him with something. A needle. Great, now his arm hurt now.

Hawks didn't know what the hell kind of injection he had just been given, but the injection had hurt like hell going in, and soon he was feeling kind of woozy. He knew that he was going to pass out. Maybe not right now, but definitely later. Just as the others had intended. It was only a matter of time.

Where the fuck was his partner? Where was Dabi?

Unfortunately, Hawks couldn't see much right now as it grew pitch black.

Out of necessity, Hawks moved forward into darkness and gradually lights began to appear. That was a...little bit better. Except he didn't know where he was...

Eventually, he could see that the lights were candles. A church. He was actually standing in a church. Which was a bit strange. The only thing stranger was Dabi at the altar dressed all in white.

Hawks goggled.

"What, man? Are you getting married or something?"

"Yes," Dabi replied curtly.

"To who?" Hawks snorted.

Dabi raised an eyebrow. "Guess?"

The older man continued to stare at him.

Hawks pointed to himself. "Me?"

Dabi nodded with a smirk.

Hawks was getting married to Dabi. Dabi was getting married to Hawks. They were getting married. It wasn't just some unhinged fantasy anymore.

In the distance, Hawks could see the glint of the gold ring. It was in Dabi's hands.

"Will you have me?" Dabi asked.

Hawks had never agreed to this. It was just so...sudden.

"We don't always get along," Hawks, started to say

"...but we're inseparable," Dabi finished for him

How the hell had this had happened? When had this been decided? Wasn't he...someone else? He couldn't remember.

"The ceremony requires a kiss," Dabi rasped.

Hawks gave Dabi his attention.

Surprisingly, he was more than happy to give him one. He was caught up in the moment. It was like a dream. The hero could even smell Dabi's cologne as their lips touched.

And, then it was all taken away in the blink of an eye as everything went black again. Oh, well. At least it had been a pleasant dream...

Hawks coughed while turning his head to the side and finally opened his eyes to find Dabi above him.

"There you are," Dabi almost crooned. "I took care of our problem."

From one glance, Hawks could tell that the guy who had given him the tranquilizer was dead. So, Dabi had done the deed for him. Hawks supposed that Dabi wanted to be a real partner today.

And, there was no wedding to be seen. It had all been some sort of hallucination.

Hawks blinked yet again. His mind had conjured such a strange vision. But, then drugs could do anything,

"You okay? You're, uh, still on the ground."

If Dabi had the same dream he had, he would be on the ground too.

Hawks chuckled. "You will never guess what just happened to to us."

From below, Dabi was confused

"Us?"

Hawks hoped that this was reality and that he was awake for real. With Dabi.

Only time would tell.

But, he did still wish that he was wearing that bright gold ring...

Later, he would have to tell Dabi what happened.

Although, he didn't know how the other man would take it.

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Prompt: Breaking point/Hidden injury

Summary: Hawks is injured, and in a way, he suspects that his companion is too.

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Hawks grunted as another ripple of pain seized his wings.

He wasn't in the mood for this anymore. He just wanted to drink an iced coffee and rest...

"Cool wings! You're Hawks, aren't you?" A very interested civilian was standing a little too close to him.

Oh, great. Spotted by another fan.

"I'm in a hurry," Hawks said.

"Oh...sorry. Keep the streets safe, please!"

Hawks waved the guy off and continued on his way.

His wings really hurt. Hawks even wondered if he had fractured one.

But, he couldn't cajole himself at the moment. Endeavor was a demanding man and didn't like to be kept waiting.

He sighed. Why was this week so busy?

As soon as Hawks could, he visited a doctor.

Luckily, the wing wasn't broken but it was sprained. She told him to take a rest. Something at times wasn't possible in his line of work.

Later, Hawks confessed it all to Dabi on a desolate rooftop.

Hawks wanted to complain, but he knew that no self-respecting hero would want to hear him.

"So, I had to fly out anyway. My wings are my Quirk after all."

Dabi shook his head. "Endeavor's an asshole."

"You think all heroes are assholes," Hawks laughed.

Dabi's gaze darkened. "Endeavor, in particular."

Hawks watched the scarred villain swallow a visible lump in his throat.

"What if I told you that Endeavor was my father?" Dabi asked.

Hawks honestly never expected that Dabi would say that.

His response was automatic. "I'd call you a lying villain."

Yet, in all truth, Hawks wasn't prepared for that look of betrayal that flitted across the villain's face.

"Yeah, I guess," Dabi murmured.

At once, Dabi sensed something was wrong. Dabi looked serious. He wasn't the type to say something so outrageous, and he rarely joked.

The conversation switched to other topics, but a doubt was beginning to eat away at Hawks. The great Endeavor having a villain for a son?

However, their eyes were almost exactly the same shade of cerulean. He couldn't help but notice. Hawks kept looking into them from time to time as if searching for evidence. And, Endeavor without a doubt had his secrets.

What if he had been serious? After all, Hawks knew nothing about Dabi's origins. That dire expression still hadn't left Dabi's face. It was as if Dabi was nursing his own hidden injury.

Hawks then dropped the issue and looked away. Dabi would never bring it up again.

At least, his wing was beginning to feel better.

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Prompt: Trauma/War Prize

Summary: At times, Hawks wished that he would talk to him. But, no, he had to get used to the silence.

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It was part of the job to not get captured, but Hawks couldn't help it. These particular villains were too clever and too fast. They were quite adept strategizes. Especially the scarred one.

At least Hawks had time to relax now...in his cell.

It was quiet in the cell, and Hawks had been there for days. There was no clock and no windows. No way to chronicle the passing of time.

A masked man brought a tray of food, and he seemed to have a habit of talking to himself. Hawks could deal with that as long as he minded his boundaries and didn't try to mess with him.

At times, Hawks wished that he would talk to him. But, no, he had to get used to the silence.

For another day or night, the quiet hissed around him.

It was...unbearable.

"Anyone out there?" his voice trembled when he spoke.

Hawks hadn't said a word for over a week, and his voice was a little weak.

Still, someone would appear he was sure.

Hawks was sure that someone was waiting for him to react. A bit of entertainment for them perhaps.

"I just wanted you to ask where the fuck is everyone? I've ben waiting for so damned long."

Had he been forgotten?

The cavernous rooms around him continued their hiss of silence.

"I just want to talk," sputtered Hawks

He was drawing ever closer to begging. And, they probably knew it.

Hawks could hear footsteps now.

Was he finally heard? Maybe a taste of mercy was coming.

All Hawks could do was wait nervously.

As the figure approached, he could see that it was the scarred one again. He was dark and dangerous. Of course, it was him. But, Hawks had a feeling that he wasn't the leader.

And now, Hawks didn't know be relived or worried.

"You want to talk?" Dabi finally questioned. "Luckily, I feel conversational."

Amazingly, Dabi opened the cell door.

Was he finally being released now? But, no. It wasn't going to be that easy.

The scarred villain walked forward to Hawks before grasping him by the chin.

"You're mine. You know that you are right?"

And, at the moment Hawks couldn't argue with that. So, Hawks mutely nodded.

The winged hero had been dominated too many times before so he was a bit used to it by now. He knew that the trick was to to make the other party feel like they were in control.

Abruptly, Dabi threw his face away. Hawks swore that he felt a flash of heat.

"Don't try to escape or I'll burn your ass," Dabi warned him.

Hawks definitely decided not to try anything too suddenly. But, he had a feeling that it would be a bit difficult if not a bit impossible to sneak away at the moment.

He guessed that until he figured something solid out that he had to find some way to make his cell home...