( --sort of, anyway. true to his word, he only took the statue of endeavor with him: and with a little help from a guy who's used to rearranging heavy things into marbles, he's managed to get hawks' statue right to the side of bakugou's door, out of the way of the hall but still right there, unable to be missed.
it's also been decorated with some green and red tinsel, some battery-powered string lights, and a ridiculous santa hat, perched on top of his equally ridiculous statue hair. down at his feet is a small red bag, which contains a bottle of sparkling wine and a neatly-folded set of clothes: black jeans, a red t-shirt, a red sweatshirt, and red underwear. there's no card, but instead, a sprig of mistletoe on top of the pile, the leaves a little singed. )
[tch, bastard. he's not sure how he feels about this. there are a lot of conflicts. out of all the ways he could potentially handle this... a week. he waits a week for a decision, then opts for what's probably the least confrontational on his part. even if that means snagging a cart and moving hawks' statue back into his room. holiday vandalism included.
as for the bonus, he's left sitting on the bed, he turns the bag over in his hands, wrestling with shit. it's obvious thought went into this thing. didn't think the guy was the type. but here it is. multiple intents and all. clothes were their first interaction after all. at least he tries them on. and they fit well. creep.
the mistletoe goes up in smoke with an explosion.
a day after the delivery, a simple package appears on dabi's doorstep, wrapped in black paper. inside rests two large packages of soba noodles, some dried nori and negi for toppings, and a sealed pot of dipping sauce.]
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Date: 12/24/24 21:04 (UTC)it's also been decorated with some green and red tinsel, some battery-powered string lights, and a ridiculous santa hat, perched on top of his equally ridiculous statue hair. down at his feet is a small red bag, which contains a bottle of sparkling wine and a neatly-folded set of clothes: black jeans, a red t-shirt, a red sweatshirt, and red underwear. there's no card, but instead, a sprig of mistletoe on top of the pile, the leaves a little singed. )
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Date: 12/28/24 17:35 (UTC)as for the bonus, he's left sitting on the bed, he turns the bag over in his hands, wrestling with shit. it's obvious thought went into this thing. didn't think the guy was the type. but here it is. multiple intents and all. clothes were their first interaction after all. at least he tries them on. and they fit well. creep.
the mistletoe goes up in smoke with an explosion.
a day after the delivery, a simple package appears on dabi's doorstep, wrapped in black paper. inside rests two large packages of soba noodles, some dried nori and negi for toppings, and a sealed pot of dipping sauce.]