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Endeavor: Fuck, I cut my finger.

Hawks: Let me kiss it so you can feel better!

Endeavor: How does it help?

Hawks: Whenever I got hurt my mom would kiss it, it really works.

[Later]

Endeavor: Natsuo, I need you to punch me in the mouth very hard.

Natsuo: Finally—

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Endeavor: Hawks, you have a minute?

Hawks: Sixty an hour - they all belong to you, Endeavor-san.

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Mirko: So what's it like dating Endeavor?

Hawks: Once, I asked him for a glass of water when he was mad at me. He brought me a pot of boiling water and said "wait."

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Mirko: So what's it like dating Endeavor?

Hawks: Once, I asked him for a glass of water when he was mad at me. He brought me a pot of boiling water and said "wait."

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Endeavor: Fuck, I cut my finger.

Hawks: Let me kiss it so you can feel better!

Endeavor: How does it help?

Hawks: Whenever I got hurt my mom would kiss it, it really works.

[Later]

Endeavor: Natsuo, I need you to punch me in the mouth very hard.

Natsuo: Finally—

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Hawks: Okay, I've come up with a three step plan to get Endeavor-san to marry me.

Best Jeanist: ...I'm listening.

Hawks: Step one, get him to play truth or dare.

Best Jeanist: Stop.

Hawks: Step two, wait until he picks dare.

Best Jeanist: No.

Hawks: Step three, dare him to marry me.

Mirko, yelling from the other room: It could work!

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Hawks: I mean, I really like it when guys roll up their sleeves so you can see their forearms.

Endeavor, looking down and realizing he only has two arms: [frowns]

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[Chapter 303]

Enji, wiping away tears: I'm sorry. I'm being ridiculous. [sniffles]

Hawks: Don't apologise, I love you when you're human!

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Enji: It's okay to trust people.

Hawks: Some people. Other people, who knows? You turn your back for one second, and they have a whole other family on the bad side of town.

Enji: You are my other family from the bad side of town.

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Hawks: Can you please get rid of him? I don't want him at our party.

Endeavor: Why do I have to always be the bad guy?

Hawks: I don't know. Why do I have to be the pretty one? We all have our thing.

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Endeavor: [changes out of his hero costume]

Endeavor: Hawks, what did you think about the strategy meeting?

Hawks, admiring Endeavor: No thoughts, head horny.

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Hawks: Okay, listen Endeavor-san, anyone who doesn't like you can fight me, I'll obliterate them.

Endeavor: [sadly raises his fists]

Endeavor: Alright, just make it quick.

Hawks:

Hawks: LISTEN HERE YOU PERFECT, AMAZING, DEPRESSED PIECE OF SHI-

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Best Jeanist: So let me get this straight. You told Hawks that you liked him?

Endeavor: Yes.

Best Jeanist: And he said he liked you back?

Endeavor: Yes.

Best Jeanist: And your response to that was to tell him you no longer liked him?

Endeavor: He said he liked me, Jeanist. I can't date someone with such poor judgement and taste!

Best Jeanist:

Best Jeanist: You will be the death of me.

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Endeavor, yelling: YOU MEAN A LOT TO ME!

Hawks: Wh-

Endeavor: YOU'RE ESSENTIAL TO MY HAPPINESS!

Hawks: Why are you yelling?!

Endeavor: I HAVE DIFFICULTY EXPRESSING MYSELF! IT HELPS TO SAY SENTIMENTAL THINGS IN AN AGGRESSIVE TONE!

Hawks: Okay.

Endeavor: YOU ARE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!

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Endeavor: [turns the light on to see Hawks breaking in through his bedroom window]

Hawks: Alright, before you start yelling, I was just breaking into your room to tell you that I'm in love with you.

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Interviewer, to Endeavor: So, how does it feel having a partner who is so out of your league?

Endeavor:

Hawks, grabbing the mic: It feels amazing. Fantastic. Still don't know how I did it.

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Hawks: I don't know how to tell you this, Endeavor-san, but you're in love with me.

Endeavor: What?

Endeavor:

Endeavor: Oh my god, I am.

Best Jeanist: What kind of confession did I just witness?