Hawk's p.o.v

I feel him pull on my clothes and those words come out of his mouth. My eyes move back to the male and placed my hand on his shoulders. "Fine, I won't leave but we have to get you out of here, you're in horrible shape" I explain to him and I get a hiccup in return. I sigh and turn around so my back faces him. "Get on" I order him and he pouts, "but you didn't get to have any fun at the party! you're completely sober! not fair!" he says.

"It's not about me, alright? Just hop on so we can get to the dorms"

"Hold on.. I think I'm about to puke"

He warns me and that's when I immediately open the toilet to give access. I kneel down to rub his neck all the way to back slowly. I feel his muscles twitch with every vomit he releases and the feeling of concern only grows. What happened that made him get so drunk he can't even think for himself?

"Done~"

"Good, come on clean yourself"

I guide him to the sink where he rinses his mouth and gives me a weak thumbs up. He doesn't look any better, in fact, he looks worse than before. He hops on my back and I carry him out of the party, without anybody seeing us.

We head straight to the bathrooms, which were empty due to everyone's absence. "Take a shower so you can feel better" I advised him as I drop him gently and turn around so he can change. "But I already feel good~because you're here~ haha.." His words are starting to sound sluggish but I'm hoping he'll do as I say. As soon as I hear him undress I feel a relief.

"I'm going to get you some clothes stay right there"

"No! I don't want you to go"

".. Fine.. wrap yourself in a towel then"

Once he steps out and covers his body in the cloth he signals me to turn around so we could get moving. A dust of pink appears on my cheeks at the sight of his bare skin, looking right at me. His dazzling drunken ocean eyes, looking right at me. The burnt patches that trace his skin, looking right at me.

"D-Dabi..."

"Mhmm?"

"Why is your hair white now?"

"Ha ha! Funny question Hawks! You're a funny one"

I brush off the question because he looks like he's not gonna give me an answer. We then go up to the dorms and I'm making my way towards his room, but he taps my shoulder. "I don't wanna be in there tonight, it feels like a jail cell" He pouts at me and I smile. Our new destination is my room and on the way, we kept talking.

"Speaking of jail cells, how's your dad~"

"He's doing okay, thank you for asking Dabi"

"Man if I was the son of a criminal I-"

"That's enough Dabi"

The last thing I want is a drunk Dabi criticizing my family, mostly because there was much more to the story than he knew. Then again, he is drunk right now, he doesn't have a grasp of what's right or wrong.

We arrive to my room, I slide my key to the door and it opens instantly. Dabi finds a spot in the bed where he sits and makes it his own, it makes my heart warm up to see him this comfortable. "Something that covers my scars birdie~please?" I hear him say when I step into my closet and nod in response. I pull out a long sleeve shirt along with my favorite sweatpants. Oh, how I'll miss those.

He adorns my clothes perfectly since we're technically the same size. The now white-haired boy hummed as he positioned himself in the sheets and frowned at me. "You're not coming to bed?" He asks me while I lay my blanket and pillows down on the floor. "No.. you can have the bed, sleep well okay?" I reassure him as I find a way to rest. Impossible. This was so fucking uncomfortable, I miss my bed.

"Okay~ good night Hawks~"