## Preface

Favorable Lies
Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/24392617.

Rating:
  Explicit
Archive Warning:
  Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category:
  M/M
Fandom:
  僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Relationship:
  Dabi/Takami Keigo | Hawks
Characters:
  Dabi (My Hero Academia), Takami Keigo | Hawks, Hero Public Safety Commission (My Hero Academia)
Additional Tags:
  Alternate Universe, Robots, hawks doesn’t have his wings, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, smex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Top Dabi, bottom hawks, Smut, Shameless Smut, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
Language:
  English
Series:
  Part 7 of In love with the game
Stats:
  Published: 2020-05-26 Words: 4,380 Chapters: 1/1

# Favorable Lies

by Ai_Akari

Summary

> “He ain't going to talk.” Hawks huffs, examining the way the Golden sulks and glares everywhere, almost as if he were looking for something or someone.

> The Golden could twist and turn everywhere he liked but there was no way he could escape. The chances of him doing so were slim. Security was off the roof when it came to this area and having captured a half robot, half human that would be great for information, there was no way they were letting him out of their sight.

> After all, this Golden was the second strongest of his kind.

> Hawks leans back against the wall in thought as the President nods, hands clutching in a thoughtful way. “It seems like it.” She clicks her tongue and turns to look at him.

> “You want me to try?” Hawks asks and sees the look on the president's face. The look of worry and something else splays all over her face and her mouth opens immediately to reply.

> “NO!”

> Hawks snorts and brings his hands up in a confused way. “Why not?”

Notes

> I’m back at it again!

## Favorable Lies

“So you’re not going to say anything?” Hawks hears the interrogator raise his voice towards the Golden they had recently captured. He watches everything go down behind the one sided glass from the security room. “Who are you!?” The interrogator repeats.

Silence, not even a look of interest from the half man, half robot.

Hawks sees the frustration not only from the interrogator who was now leaving the security room and coming towards them, but from the president that was next to him, also observing if the Golden would talk.

The door to their room slides open, letting the interrogator from before stomp in before kicking the table in anger.

“He ain't going to talk.” Hawks huffs, examining the way the Golden sulks and glares everywhere, almost as if he were looking for something or someone.

The Golden could twist and turn everywhere he liked but there was no way he could escape. The chances of him doing so were slim. Security was off the roof when it came to this area and having captured a half robot, half human that would be great for information, there was no way they were letting him out of their sight.

After all, this Golden was the second strongest of his kind.

Hawks leans back against the wall in thought as the President nods, hands clutching in a thoughtful way. “It seems like it.” She clicks her tongue and turns to look at him.

“You want me to try?” Hawks asks and sees the look on the president's face. The look of worry and something else splays all over her face and her mouth opens immediately to reply.

“NO!”

Hawks snorts and brings his hands up in a confused way. “Why not?” He works as a Golden investigator, was at the top of the team, yet he wasn't allowed to have a one on one conversation with a Golden itself?

“We’ve tried talking to him with three different people.” The president says in a strict voice as she crosses her hands in irritation. “We’ll try something else.”

“But it’s already been a week since we captured him.” Hawks tries to keep himself composed and looks at the Golden who was now looking directly at him. “I have a feeling he wants to talk to me.”

The President tightens her hold and turns to see the Golden smirk and stare directly at them. He knew that they were all behind the wall staring and studying him. Humans still didn't have the advanced technology to compare with the Paranormal Liberation Front or the Golden ones, that was evident.

Then again, the PLF had the advantage of getting upgrades due to their employers who were top engineers and surgeons. Robots and humans have been at war for a long time, yet they haven’t been able to do what the PLF has.

“Should I go then?” Hawks asks and starts activating his earphone for communication.

The president looks at the guards around her and sighs. “We’ll keep in touch.'' Her hands tap on the desk almost in a nervous gesture as she finishes with, “If he says something weird, retreat immediately.” She stumbles with her words and turns to make eye contact with the Golden that now had his head turned.

Hawks takes a deep breath before he walks out of the room and heads towards the half robot’s locked room. He knew the basics of what he needed to ask, but up until now, the president had never let Hawks come close to a half robot.

Well after the incident from two years ago. Its not like it was hard for Hawks to talk about it, seeing how he doesn’t remember much. Just the important stuff, he got his code name, the equipment and the goal before being sent to the front lines to fight robots and Goldens.

It was a tough and bloody fight. Screams and loud crunching could be heard left and right, while Hawks tried his best to keep focus and not be killed by one. He doesn’t remember much, other than being hit by a Golden itself and being knocked out. After that he woke up in the nursing room back with the team.

Apparently, he had been the only survivor. Out of 200 men, he had been the only one to make it back and he was in bad condition. Thanks to that he needs to get a check up every month and was slowly brought to training again.

The bruises and cuts still hurt, his body still throbbing with pain for more than five months, but what had him aching inside and out was losing his best friend. Touya had gone fighting with him, side by side. Both top of the team.

It was heartbreaking to know he would never see him again. That was the pain that haunted him and kept him awake to this day and would most likely be there for many more years.

Hawks doesn't realize that he had been standing outside the secured room for over five minutes. He was nervous, debating if maybe the President was right and should try something else.

No, he could do this. He could look a Golden in the eyes again and he would gain information. Would let them know how much he hated them for taking away his freedom, his friends.

Hawks walks in passing through door after door. Each entrance was met with security and the further in he went the more security tightened.

After walking through a hall of doors with security checkpoints in every one, Hawks opens the door to see the Golden glued to the wall, just like he had been for a week already.

Hawks feels his hands shake and tucks them into his loose pants, before taking a seat in the chair at the table.

“Why hello there, Hawks.” The robot says in a mocking way. “You finally decided to show up.”

The Golden was talking and that was good, but now the real question was, “How do you know my code name?” That wasn't supposed to be the first thing Hawks needed to ask, but this Golden knowing that was alarming already.

“Oh you know what the humans say, the walls talk.”

Hawks bites the inside of his cheeks. So the Golden could hear through the walls. Even after trying and building so many layers between them to stop them from doing that.

“Hawks.” The President's voice rings through his ears.

“Interesting.” Hawks finally says and rubs his chin ignoring the President. He’ll need to ask questions that were more of value if he wanted to successfully gain information from the Golden. “Since you’re chatty now, why don’t you tell me who you are?”

“I won’t say anything till you turn off that earpiece and the communicator.” The Golden says, as he turns his head and smirks at the wall. “Might as well turn off that glass, it's rude to eavesdrop when there are personal things to talk about.”

“Hawks retreat at once!” Hawks feels his eardrums explode at the way the President was screaming in his ear. He understands that turning off communication was extremely dangerous, and unthought of, but-

“If I cut communication, will you talk?” Hawks glares and looks at the different forms of eyes. One was turquoise blue, while the other gray mixed with black. He had a robot eye. Those were the colors the Golden usually had in both. They were covered by his natural hair too. Black and spiked, something unusual, yet interesting.

“Of course,” The Golden’s smirk grows and he wiggles his eyebrows in a seductive way making Hawks irritated. Since when did Golden’s flirt with their prey?

“President,” Hawks talks through the mic as he stands up and turns to look at the one way glass. He nods his head knowing that they were seeing him.

“I’ll give you ten minutes.” The President's voice falters and with that she deactivates the glass. Hawks turns to make eye contact with Dabi before clicking the off button on his earphone and taking it off.

Hawks would be okay. The Golden was tied to the wall and not with just any random restrains. They were the strongest chains and metal. Heavy and tight enough for the half robot to not make any unnecessary moves. Hawks had the upper move and he was going to take advantage of it. “Well,” He walks around the table to stand in front of the Golden, waiting to see what if half robot would start something. “Spill it.”

The Golden takes a second or two, if Hawks has to guess it was him ensuring that communication was off. After a while, the Golden finally opens his mouth and chuckles.

All of a sudden cracking sounds start to ring in the small room. The metal keeping the Golden restrained and in place. The chains, and shackles that should keep the Golden grounded fracture and when Hawks realizes, the half robot breaks out from the last layer of security.

The Golden was free. He would try to escape, but before that the half robot would kill him, or at least try. There was no way Hawks was dying without a fight.

Hawks walks back slowly, until his hips hit the table. He falls back and uses that to his advantage to reach for the secret emergency button that was on the other side. If he could just reach-

With little effort, Hawks is pinned to the table, hands restrained by robotic arms. Heavy and cold. He feels a shift from below his body and realizes that the Golden was in between his hips and okay.

“Wha- What are you doing!?” Hawks screams and the Golden only clicks his tongue and snorts.

“Nothing you don’t want to do.”

Hawks struggles under the weight of the half robot and finally gives up in a pout. The Golden wasn’t doing anything but putting his half naked body on top of Hawks and- “Aren’t you going to kill me now?” Hawks says in frustration, as he makes eye contact with the Golden. This time his turquoise eye glows and it gets Hawks quiet enough for the Golden to speak.

“I never planned to kill you.” The Golden says and Hawks opens his mouth to say something before his death comes, but when he hears the half robot's confession, he stays dumbfounded.

“What!?”

“I said,”

“I heard what you said!” Hawks shuts him up and takes a deep breath before finding the right words to say. “You say you’re not going to kill me.”

The Golden shakes his head.

“Yet, you have me pinned to the table in such an unpleasant way.” Hawks finished trying to push the Golden off him, but it was no use.

The half robot goes quiet and for a second his black spiky hair covers his scarred face. Now that Hawks was this close to him, the scars from the Golden are more evident. His chin and jaw were metal, under his eyes no different.

Since the Golden was restrained, his clothing was taken to keep him from doing anything unnecessary and only left him with a white towel wrapped around his hips. Both his arms and legs were metal, only his fingers and toes were warm flesh. His torso was also human, as Hawks felt the warmth it was giving off to his own body.

“I don’t understand.” Hawks tries getting the attention of the Golden who was still in thought. Pretty soon ten minutes would be up and the President would see this half robot pinning him and would never let him get close to another Golden again. “I asked, who are you?”

“You really don’t know who I am?” The Golden whispers, eyes finally showing, his turquoise eye streaming tears and Hawks for a minute feels his heart and head start to throb.

Hawks feels metallic lips against his. His eyes widen and his body tries moving, but the Golden isn't budging. The kiss is softer than you would think while kissing metal and his mouth opens to whine when he feels the Golden wrap his hand around his waist.

“Wait-” The embarrassment he felt at the moment was unworded. He needed to process everything and with a force he didn't know he had, Hawks pushes the Golden back enough for the half robot to bite his lip and make him bleed. “I said wait!”

Hawks sees the Golden’s amused face, and it gets Hawks’ insides burning in anger. “I asked a question.”

“Any guesses?” The Golden smirks and sticks his robotic tongue out in a familiar way. “You know me way more than I do.”

Hawks freezes, hands that were pushing the Golden away holding tight. He remembers that phrase. He said it all the time, but only to one person.

“T-” Hawks couldn't get the words out as his mouth went numb and suddenly memories that he didn’t know of started running through his mind. Some clearer than others.

“Code name,” The Golden leans in, their chests touching, metallic tongue scraping his ear. “Dabi.”

Hawks freezes, hands not pulling or pushing just gripping the Golden on top of him. There was no way this was T- Dabi. The commission had told him that everyone had died except him, there’s no way Dabi could have survived.

“I’m Touya.” Dabi whispers, a hot air blowing at Hawks’ ear making him shiver. “I’m alive.” He continues.

“But- No.”

Hawks is silenced again when Dabi leans in and captures his lips again. This time, Dabi’s tongue dives first without warning and opens and explores his mouth with much vigor. As much as Hawks wants to push Dabi away, he couldn’t, or better yet, he didn’t want to.

If this was truly Touya then what happened to him, what happened to everyone else.

Hawks yelps when he feels his pants being ripped off and his shirt raising by robotic hands. Dabi was trying to be gentle and caring while taking his clothes off but it wasn’t working and was only delaying things.

The touch, the mewls Dabi was producing, everything seemed familiar, seemed more like-

“Touya,” Hawks pulls back and moans. He feels his head go into overdrive as memories of him and Touya come to his mind. How they would sneak around and hang out. Nights and days spent together, close, very close. More than friends.

“Keigo.” Dabi growls and Hawks arches his back when the other latches on to his nipples and starts pumping his dick. Keigo. That name. Everything was coming back, bit by bit. Every touch Dabi gave him was one flashback after another, but the most important one of all, Hawks’ name was Keigo.

Hawks had forgotten his own name. Had forgotten everything.

He wanted to know more while being closer to Dabi. Hawks missed him, had cried at night thinking about him and how he would never see him again, yet here he was, touching him and making his blood race to his groin.

He missed Touya’s touch, the way he would make him feel loved in a place that forces you to do nothing but to train and put your life behind you.

“Touy-aa, more.” Hawks mewls when Dabi lifts his hips and starts caressing the inside of his thighs in a loving yet aggressive way. Dabi was, after all, very possessive.

After making out with Dabi for a minute, Hawks finally decides to wrap a hand around his neck while the other goes to his black jet hair.

What happened to his red and vibrant hair, the only color Hawks saw day and night?

“Nnng,” Hawks’ thought process stops when he feels a finger around the rim. He bites the inside of his cheek when he feels Dabi place a finger in and, fuck, it hurt. He wasn’t using any lube and it had been a while since Hawks had done this. “Fuck.” Hawks tosses his head back, hair throwing sweat that he had started producing a while back.

It took some time, but Dabi's finger is able to fit in. It’s warm compared to his metal palm and it pushes in until it hits a certain spot. Hawks wraps his legs around Dabi’s hips and moans when Dabi hits his sweet spot dead on.

Hawks wanted to be surprised, but Touya and him had fucked so many times before. He remembered now, remembered Touya being more than his best friend, Touya was his lover, it was their secret. Something was wrong, isn't adding up. The commission had lied to them.

“Only concentrate on me.” Dabi puffs hot air, as he latches onto his neck and Hawks can’t help but to move his own hips to match Dabi’s pace. Hawks moans, wincing a bit at the stretch when Dabi adds another finger and another, till four are pistoning inside him.

Each finger pushing deep and separating when they were dragged out. It was stretching his insides enough to have him loose and panting, moaning for more.

“Touya please.” Hawks sobs as he bites his bottom lip and detaches Dabi from his neck enough for them to meet eye to eye and get lost in memories. On nights that should have been memorable.

“I’ll give you more.” Dabi declares and removes the four digits that had Hawks legs opening and body shuddering in want.

Hawks complains when he feels Dabi’s fingers slide out, but the fuss doesn't last when Dabi is already putting his hot and wet dick against his rim and quickly slides in.

Hawks opens his mouth to yell out of pain, or maybe pleasure, but his voice is silent and all he can do is take Dabi’s thick and wet dick as it slides inch by inch knocking the breath of his lungs with every little thrust.

With a final thrust, Dabi’s dick finally settles in. All this time, Dabi has had his face hidden behind his jet black hair and Hawks was tired of not seeing it. He retracts a hand from the neck he has been holding on to for life and brings it to push back Dabi’s now black hair.

Yellow hazel eyes meet turquoise and grey eyes. It feels like time freezes, and only when Dabi pulls Hawks in for a passionate kiss, does time continue. Hawks once again feels that delicious friction of Dabi’s dick sliding in and out stretching and stroking his insides so well.

“Ah,” Hawks whines but can’t pull back from the deep throating that Dabi is giving him. “MMmm” He tries breathing through his nose and it helps him from feeling light headed.

Finally, after a minute, Dabi lets his mouth go and goes straight to his ear for him to bite and nibble his lobe in such a seductive way it has Hawks thighs quivering. It can also be the brutal pace Dabi was going at. His dick maybe flesh, but his hips and legs weren’t and the power and speed in which Dabi was impaling him was so good.

“Fuck.” Dabi hisses against his ear making Hawks eyes close and brows pinch at how sexy his lover sounded. His hands had eventually made themselves towards Dabi’s back where he was holding and scratching trying to keep himself from sliding.

Hawks was surprised that the table hadn't snapped from how forceful their love session was.

“Keigo,” Dabi calls his name and it makes him peek his right eye, but it was no use. His eyes were watering and too unfocused to look at Dabi. “You smell and feel so good, Keigo.” Dabi continues in that seductive voice that has Hawks howling. He didn't know where he had gotten the energy or the force but he was now meeting Dabi’s thrust. Skin on skin slapping and echoing in the room. Their harsh breathing, grunts and growls intensify more and more the closer they get to their climax.

“I missed you,” Hawks says as saliva drools down the side of his mouth. The pleasure slowly took over his mind. Dabi’s dick was throbbing and twitching and it would be a matter of time before he came. Hawks wasn't any different. His insides were clutching to Dabi’s dick so tightly, it was almost painful.

With a pull on one of his arms, Hawks feels Dabi intertwine their fingers, as he places his metallic forehead pressed against Hawks’ before picking up even a faster speed.

It was too much, it had Hawks crying and shaking and when Dabi pushed his dick nice and deep, precisely hitting his sweet spot, Hawks can't help but to arch his back and cum with a full on shout.

Hawks feels his cum on his stomach, eyes rolling back as Dabi continues to thrust into him with an animal pace, yet he still wasn't cumming.

Hawks pulls his free hand and uses it to get a grip on the metal table for him to stay steady as Dabi continues sliding his dick in and out. More tears came out of Hawks’ right eye as he feels his insides pulse with overstimulation.

“Fuck, Touya.”

“Close,”

Hawks shakes his head and lets his right thigh be raised for him to go faster and deeper and if Dabi lasted any more then this he would pass out.

“Keigo, I love you.”

With euphoria running through his veins and Dabi’s cum filling him up even more, Hawks captures the words that Dabi says and cums again. The sensation of feeling overwhelmed mentally and physically hitting him massively, so much that his left eye and thighs start hurting excessively.

“Fuck,” Dabi curses in his ear, making him shiver with the amount of dominance in his voice. “Are you okay?”

Hawks shakes his head, as he licks his lips and tries to control the way his body is reacting. “Mfine.” He replies lazily.

Hawks still feels the heavy weight on his body, but at this point he didn’t mind. He looked different, and was now working with the other team, but it was still his Touya.

The flashbacks that had been running through his mind earlier were now processing everything inside his head at normal speed.

How Dabi and him got sent by the commission to fight. The way Dabi had been stabbed on his arm while he got hit on his back. The pain Hawks had felt while he was being killed.

Hawks opens his eyes, to see Dabi looking at him in worry and interest. A cold hand presses against Hawks’ cheek, as Dabi smiles and pulls out a mirror from his arm.

Hawks swallows, his hands shaking and holding onto Dabi’s arms like if his life depended on it. The mirror in Dabi’s arm appears, purple vibrating from the sides. It wasn’t any regular mirror. Hawks has heard of mirrors being able to show not only their reflection, but robotic parts that may be covered.

Slowly, Dabi hovers the purple shining mirror for Hawks to see himself.

Hawks’ left eye was grey, shining, just like Dabi’s. He could feel his legs and right arm heavier than before.

“I-I”

“That’s right.” Dabi doesn’t let him finish the sentence. “No one survived the war.”

Hawks’ knew that Dabi wasn’t lying, unless he was putting fake memories inside him, there was no way he could have been the only one to survive. Many nights he had thought about that. How it didn’t make sense and now he knew why.

“We died.”

Hawks feels the thumping of his heart. He had died.

“When we died.” Dabi wraps an arm around his waist and intertwines their fingers again. “The PLF took us to get upgraded .” Dabi pecks his lips, trying to give in the only piece that he was missing while keeping his mental health in mind. “After they upgraded us, I woke up first and was given the truth of what this place is.”

With a nod, Hawks lets Dabi know that he could continue.

“I waited for you to wake up, but you were taking longer to accept the new body parts and that's when the commission attacked the base and saw you.” The hold Dabi has around him tightens and makes him yelp at the sudden pull. “They didn’t recognize me anymore, even when I gave my code name and stand. They only cared about beating the PLF and that’s when I knew that the Golden had not lied to me.”

The commission had managed to make a hit on the PLF and-

“They took you.” The growl he makes is threatening and enough to have him stay still in uneasiness. “And ever since that day I’ve been trying to find you.”

Hawks’ robotic eye turns on, walls being seen through. He turns his head towards where the President should be and sees her pace in place waiting for the time to be up.

“Might want to activate your hearing for this one baby,” Dabi’s hands unwrap from their intertwined fingers and starts grabbing and twicking at his ear until suddenly he could hear the President's voice loud and clear.

“They’ve been alone far too long.” A harsh smack sounds on the desk, her irritation evident. “We cannot for any reason let Hawks know that he is a half robot.”

So it was true. Not like he had any doubts anymore, but hearing the president say it with her own words, not caring for his feelings or thoughts and even going so far as to manipulate them.

“You’re a Golden, Keigo,” Dabi grabs his attention, hips starting to move again and overstimulation hitting him like a bus. “Join us, join me.” He finishes, his hips moving so slow, it was making Hawks lose focus again.

“Stay with me.” Dabi said those throbbing words all while making love to him in such a gentle way and nothing compared to a minute ago. How was Hawks supposed to deny him after finding out he’s not truly dead and the truth to what really happened?

“One more time and we leave.” Hawks says wrapping his arms around Dabi’s back, legs already moving on their own to meet his lover's slow thrusts.

“You never change, Keigo.” Dabi smiles and dives in for a deep kiss before fully focusing on his lover.

## Afterword

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