A Fiery Little Menace

2. Bedtime

Yamada stood at the stove cooking some late night dinner.

Both him and Shota's schedules lined up tonight so they could have dinner together. Usually, once Shota gets home from his patrol, Yamada is heading off to work the night shift at his radio station. Or Shota is leaving while Yamada gets home.

It never seems to line up.

Luckily, they both have a good amount of off days so they can have Little days for Shota.

Which started tonight and went through all day tomorrow.

Though, to Yamada's confusion, Shota was running late from his hero work. Sho keeps a very tight schedule, especially on days like this.

When Yamada finally heard the front door open, he was more than ready to start the Little time with his favorite lil' guy.

He was not expecting there to be two lil' guys holding hands standing in the doorway.

The blonde stood there, looking back and forth between the two. He could tell they were both regressed by the scents in the air. Shota probably slipped the moment he walked through the door.

"Sho...uh...who do we have here?" Yamada asked. Obviously, he knows who this other guy is. It's that blue flame villain Dabi. But Yamada wants to hear Shota explain.

Shota looked at Yamada with furrowed brows, "Dabi." He answered simply. That was a dumb question. Of course Yamada should know who this is, "I'm gonna go put on jammies." He said, letting go of Dabi's hand and walking by to go to his room.

Yamada stood staring at Dabi, who was just standing there and looking around the apartment. He glanced down at his wrists to see lock-on quirk suppressing gloves. Which is good, especially if he comes out of headspace.

As weird and confusing this is, Yamada trusts Shota. He's sure he'll get an explanation later and obviously Sho wouldn't do anything stupid. He must have a good reason for bringing Dabi here. So Yamada is going to try and ignore the fact that this is a villain and just treat him like the Little he currently is.

Maybe it's just Yamada's caregiver side.

"And how old is this little listener here?" He decided to ask.

Dabi furrowed his brows, "No' lil." He answered defiantly.

Yamada nodded some, "Right, well, whatever you are, I'm sure you wanna get out of those raggedy clothes, right?" He suggested.

"Ye." Dabi mumbled, tugging at his stiff jacket.

Mic led the way to the spare room. Considering the lack of guests visiting often, this room was mainly used for storage. Mainly for Little supplies in case a student ran out or a sudden drop occurred. It came in handy to have extras of everything and supplies that covered a wide headspace age range.

Which, again, Yamada needs to figure out if he's gonna get Dabi changed.

Which starts with an uncomfortable question.

"Dabi, I need you to be honest with me okay?" Yamada began, trying to turn up the 'caregiver' tone in his voice in hopes that Dabi will tell the truth, "For bedtime, do you need--"

"Touya" The Little interrupted.

"Huh?" Yamada blinked

Dabi pointed to himself, "Touya!" He said again. Yamada slowly nodded until the pieces clicked together.

"Oh! Is that what you want me to call you?" He asked.

"Mmhmm." Touya said as a content scent filled the air.