Ordinary - (Dabi x OC)

Pillow Talk

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Touya POV:

The last time I felt this peaceful was the day before my quirk manifested.

Fuyumi had just been born. Mom and dad wanted to take the family out to dinner. Scratch that actually. Mom wanted to take the family out. Dad went along with it because he probably didn't have anything better to do.

Did you know my parents held hands that night? It was one of the first and last times I ever saw such a weird sight. They even snuck a few kisses at the dinner table, hiding the sight from my sister and I behind the plastic menu, giggling to each other about something only they knew.

Dad was always cautious when it came to how I interacted with Fuyumi. Before my quirk showed itself, he was worried it might manifest in the middle of me playing with her. Because of that, I wasn't allowed to touch her unsupervised.

He was very protective of his daughter. His first and only daughter-his first and only son, too, before life had other plans.

Well, that night, when mom and dad were kissing, when they were giggling behind their menus and actually loving each other, I was excited. I was a few years old, and the only thing on my mind at that moment...

...was getting to play with my sister.

She was just a baby, and somehow I knew that meant I needed to be careful. I was enamored with her, resting one side of my head on the dinner table while slowly reaching my finger out.

She looked in my direction, innocent eyes widening in surprise when I gave her chubby cheek the softest poke.

'Oh no,' I remember thinking after I'd done it, watching her face turn to stone. She was going to cry, wasn't she? She'd cry, and then I'd never be able to play with her again because dad would be mad.

But, that's not what happened at all.

The gummy, stupid baby smile that spread across her face is something I've never been able to forget. Her chubby arms and legs punched and kicked the air, and she giggled loudly-loudly in excitement, bouncing up and down in her high chair in hopes I'd do it again.

My chest swelled at the sight. Even back then, I was so emotional, laughing freely as I gently poked her cheek again, scooting closer to her in my chair.

I kept the side of my face on the table, letting my index finger slide into the grip of her microscopic hand so she could play with it. Her laugh made me happy, so I started doing more ridiculous crap, sticking my tongue out and crossing my eyes for her entertainment.

She laughed every time, gripping my finger tightly and waiting for me to do it all again.

"Oh! Enji, look." I heard mom whisper from across the table, looping her arm through dad's.

I froze momentarily, waiting to be reprimanded for playing with Fuyumi unsupervised. When I wasn't, I carefully continued a few moments later-being extra cautious now that I had watching eyes on me.

"Not too hard, Touya." Dad warned after another poke to her cheek, but even then, his voice was soft.

He actually enjoyed it. I could hear it in his tone, see it in his eyes. He enjoyed the sight of his children playing together. The little family he'd built.

"I won't. But-hah! Look!" I smiled, lifting my head from the table to look at my parents. "She likes it! I think....I think she likes me, dad!"

"Of course she does, Touya. She's your sister. She loves you." Mom smiled warmly.