An Inconvenient Flame (Dabi x Female Y/N)

Chapter 24: about damn time

~12 weeks later (also you're about 4 1/2 months preggo)~

You and Dabi have gotten a lot closer. (somehow that's possible.) James sort of forgave Dabi. Your pregnancy has been going great. All your bandages are off. Minimal scaring on your neck and wrists. Dabi doesn't let you out of his sight for more than a minute and never lets you go when you're in public. In other words. Everything is going great. As if things couldn't get any better, you have a doctor's appointment. You're 18 weeks pregnant which is far enough along that you can find the gender of the baby.

"You ready?" Dabi asks while walking into the bedroom just to watch you struggle with putting your shoes on. He lets out a low chuckle and walks over to you, setting you on the bed and putting your shoes on you.

"I can do it!" you pout and he just gives you a "yeah right" look and gets to his feet.

"As much as I'd love to watch you struggle with getting your shoes on, we have places to be," he smiles and helps you to your feet. Once you're up, you give him a quick kiss on the cheek and run to the door. Dabi just chuckles and follows you, grabbing your waist before you can walk out the door.

"That wasn't fair," he pouts and kisses the tip of your nose. You smile and squirm out of his grip, walking out the door with him following closely behind you.

Once you get to the hospital, Dabi carries you inside. Anytime you tried to protest, he would tighten his grip around you and keep walking. He signs you in and waits in the lobby with you on his lap.

"What are you hoping for?" you ask while adjusting yourself on his lap and placing your head on his shoulder. He smiles and wraps his arms around you and holds you close.

"I want a girl," he rubs your back and you sit up to look at him.

"Why?" you ask and he looks away, thinking about what to say.

"Well for starters, she would be stunning if she got your looks, and two, if she's anything like you, I'd be the luckiest dad in the world," you chuckle and place your head back on his shoulder.

"How? I'm not that awesome," Dabi sighs and rubs your back again.

"Sadly, you don't see how amazing you are but that's why I'm here. I get to tell you. So here I go. One, you have such a big heart and always open it to people you care about, you have such a sweet personality and it makes me want to know everything about you, you're always honest and speak your mind, and you take the time to understand me and let me be myself around y-," you cut him off by covering his mouth with your hands. You can feel him smile under your hands.

"That's embarrassing, it's cute that you think that but please don't say it," he lets out a low chuckle and moves your hands off his mouth, and kisses you. Just then the nurse calls your name. You carefully get off his lap but he picks you up and brings you back by the nurse and into your room.

"If you could change into the gown and have a seat, the doctor will be with you shortly," she says with a smile before leaving and closing the door behind her. Dabi finally sets you down.

"You know you can't carry me all the time, the baby is going to get bigger and it'll be harder to hold us both," you say while grabbing the gown and stepping into the dressing area, pulling the curtain around you.

"Is that a challenge?" he asks while sitting on one of the guest chairs.

"Well, no but I'm just saying that it's not that smart," you quickly change into the gown and move the curtain aside.

"Who said I was smart? I'll do what I want when I want," he chuckles while taking your clothes from you and setting them on the chair next to him. You roll your eyes and sit at the examination table.

"Don't roll your eyes at me missy, or ill give you a reason to," he smirks and you throw your shoe at his face, hitting him dead in the middle of his forehead. He winces and rubs his forehead with his palm. You chuckle and he gets up and walks over to you with the shoe in his hand.

"Are you really laughing at me?" he asks while grabbing your waist and tugging you to the edge of the table. You gasp and hold onto the edges of the bed for dear life.

"What do you think you're doing? We're in the doctor's room, she could show up anytime," he ignores you and slides his hand under the gown. You immediately close your legs in response and cross them.

"She has to knock anyways," he pouts and rubs your thigh. You chuckle and scoot back on the table and push him away with your foot.

"Not here," he pouts again and kisses your cheek.

"We should honestly get down there checked for you, you seem to be always excited," you smile and he bites your neck, making you yelp and grip the table.

"It's not my fault you always look good!" he protests and sits back down on his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. You chuckle as the doctor knocks on the door and walks in a moment later.

"You must be Y/N," she smiles and holds her hand out to you. You take her hand and shake it.

"That's correct," she smiles at you before taking a seat at the desk and asking her routine questions about you and the baby's health. Once she finishes them, she sets up the equipment and lays you on the table.

"What are you hoping for?" she asks while setting the scanner on your stomach under the gown.

"I want a boy but he wants a girl," you say while locking eyes with Dabi who's clearly been watching you for a long time. You give him a small wave and his cheeks grow a light shade of pink. You smile and he moves his chair next to you and holds your hand.