Years later Dabi walked in the door, he was tired but excited to be home. As he locked the door, "Baby I'm home," he called, and he heard the pitter patter of small feet running towards him. As he changed his shoes he felt something small run into his legs and clutch onto him.
"Daddy!" A small voice called to him, the young boy stared up at him with his own teal eyes, Dabi reached down and ruffled his [hair colour] hair feeling the softness of it. "You're home, you're home!" He shouted excited as he unwrapped his arms from around his father's legs and began jumping up and down.
"Ichiro let daddy sit down first before you get all excited," [Y/N]'s soft voice called from the kitchen, a warm homely smell wafted from the kitchen alongside her voice. Dabi smiled down at the boy as Ichiro grabbed Dabi's hands and began dragging him to the kitchen.
Ichiro sat down at the island, with help from Dabi, staring at his mother. His small two-year-old mind seeing how in love with each other they are hoping he would have the same one day. Dabi moved to the kitchen counter behind [Y/N], he wrapped his arms around her waist and placed his head in the crook of her neck and placed a small kiss on the joint between her shoulder and neck.
"Hey honey, how was work?" [Y/N] asked reaching her hand up to cradle Dabi's face, Dabi hummed into her neck feeling much better now that he was home. [Y/N] moved to serve the food she had made. "Come on sit down and eat." [Y/N] patted Dabi's arm as he unwrapped his arms around her. Dabi then moved to the island to sit down next to Ichiro who was smiling widely.
[Y/N] served the food to her two hungry boys before grabbing her own food and sitting down on the other side of Ichiro. The small family ate together happily relishing in the domestic nature of it all.
On the other side of town Aizawa and the once Class 1-A, now Class 3-A soon graduating, were stood among some graves all staring down at one in particular. Aizawa placed down the flowers he held in his hands, the lilies immediately finding a place to rest against the headstone.
Some of the class were crying, others were just staring down at the grave, Aizawa was holding back tears wishing to be strong for them. As they all stood there Aizawa whispered a small prayer wishing the person was happy in heaven, without pain and suffering.
The name on the headstone read: [L/N] [Y/N]. Passionate Teacher who had love for everyone, may she rest in peace without pain.
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Teach Me How To Love
FanficYandere Dabi x Female Reader Soon enough she would fall into his clutches and he'd drag her down to hell with him and no matter what no one would be able to pry her from his claws.
