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"I thought I'd lost you," Hawks murmurs, kissing the staples under Dabi's eyes, then the ones by his ear before moving to the corner of his lips.
"You will, one day," Dabi answers in case Hawks' forgotten, and golden eyes flare in fury but the hero doesn't say anything.
Good. He knows. Dabi moves to capture Hawks' lips for a proper kiss, albeit softer than their usual.
"Not like this," Hawks says, voice still trembling as he kisses Dabi's forehead and then his eyelids, perhaps to prevent Dabi from seeing how shaken he is. "Not like this."
Dabi knows, anyway.
