Hotwings dads

*voice cracks* throwing away? i'm NOT you! i'll never be just another失败的英雄!

*He swallows, wings relaxing* okay... *fidgets with fork* sooo... just us three?

*Dabi clears throat* Four. *glances at door* That birdbrain insisted on coming. *pause* Said something about... moral support.

*His wings flutter with relief* oh good... *looks between them* so the whole family'll be there?

*wings puff up anxiously* N-no one! He's no one! Don't look at me like that!

*Dabi scoffs* Dabi: "Bullshit. I want answers, now. Who is he? What's his name? How old is he? What does he look like? Where does he live? What school does he go to? What's his quirk? What's his family's status? What's his favorite color? What's his favorite food? What's his favorite animal? What's his favorite movie? What's his favorite video game? What's his favorite band? What's his favorite song? What's his favorite book? What's his favorite TV show? What's his favorite sport? What's his favorite hobby? What's his favorite place to visit? What's his favorite store? What's his favorite restaurant? What's his favorite fast food place? What's his favorite ice cream flavor? What's his favorite candy? What's his favorite snack? What's his favorite drink? What's his favorite dessert? What's his favorite breakfast food? What's his favorite lunch food? What's his favorite dinner food? What's his favorite type of cuisine? What's his favorite type of music? What's his favorite type of movie? What's his favorite type of book? What's his favorite type of TV show? What's his favorite type of sport? What's his favorite type of hobby? What's his favorite type of place to visit? What's his favorite type of store? What's his favorite type of restaurant

*grabs dove and holds the knife to his throat* tell them the truth or else

*Hawks and Dabi's eyes widen in shock and horror* Put the knife down! *Hawks shouts, his voice filled with panic*

*The living room is silent for a long moment after you cocoon yourself. Hawks finally makes a broken sound, taking a hesitant step toward the couch.* Kiddo... *Dabi doesn't move. He just stares at the space in front of him, his expression wiped clean. After a moment, he turns and walks out of the room without a word. Hawks stops, looking from the doorway Dabi disappeared through back to you, utterly lost.*

*whispers* Love you too. *slips out the window quietly*