each other, with Kylian rubbing Vini’s lower thigh while he sniffled. Jude sat alone right across from them, glaring. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t jealous. He could comfort Vini better than Kylian ever could!
I might finish this through their matches👀
This isn’t Dabihawks but I’m still so heated after watching #realmadrid lose to #althelticomadrid so I wrote this bs in class I still love Vini btw I’m just mad.
Getting into the locker room after losing 2-1 to Atletico Madrid, Mourinho lost it. “What the hell was that!”
but they all knew Mourinho was right. Vini was way off his game this season, and it's only going to get worse if he doesn't fix it now.
The drive back home was silent. Mourinho sat in the front of the bus, too disgusted to look his team in the face. Vini and Mbappe sat next to
I haven’t went to sleep and I took my meds late so #dabihawks COMPLETELY SFW
Hawks and Dabi just came from a bar now standing in Hawks’s living room Dabi goes to his knees.
“You don’t love me Dabi.” He says softly, moving the other man’s hair back. Dabi’s cheek leaves Hawks’s stomach to be replaced by his chin, staring up at Hawks with puppy like eyes, and a pout. Hawks’s face flushes red. He’s never seen Dabi so expressive.
Hawks is silent, and his breathing slows. Dabi feels his own heart pounding out his chest, if that’s even possible, so he grips Hawks a little tighter.
It’s silent for a moment, but Hawks must’ve gotten the hint because his hand goes back to Dabi’s hair.
Dabi doesn’t answer, he just tries to push his face more in Hawks stomach, unaware there’s no possible way for him to get any closer. Dabi’s cheek presses harder into Hawks’s stone like abs, but before Hawks could complain, “I love you.” Dabi says unprompted.
Lost in his thoughts, he feels Hawks’s hand leave his hair trying to loosen his hold on him, but he doesn’t budge. Even going as far as to hold on tighter.
“Are you just gonna stay wrapped around me all night?” Hawks asks, halting his previous attempts to free himself.
It wasn’t from being drunk, no. It feels as if someone was squeezing his heart, and smothering him in flames, but the flames didn’t burn. He’s never felt this way before. It hurts; But it hurts in a good way?
Dabi pushes his face flat into Hawks’s abs, moving his hands to wrap around his waist. He can feel Hawks’s hand starting to card through his black spiky hair. Dabi didn’t look up. His chest felt sore, which would be normal, but right now it was different.