ᴋɪʟʟ ʙɪʟʟ / ᴛ. ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ

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when you entered your home, it was as empty as you left it.

the last time dabi visited you seemed too long ago, but it only has been a little more than a week.

you didn't know where he was, or if he was okay.

you were trying to remind yourself that you and him lived in completely different worlds. he was one of the most dangerous villains in japan, and you were just an ordinary woman.

tears rolled down your cheeks as you removed your makeup. you didn't even know where they came from. the last thing you wanted was to cry. it'd only make things worse.

you were standing in the middle of your bathroom, staring at the packet of pregnancy tests.

you knew that there was no way, yet your mind was so controlled by the what-ifs. they only had you ripping the package open and taking both sticks in your hands.

you were sitting on the toilet's lid, the pregnancy tests resting on your legs.

you heard the bathroom door open and you slightly jumped. but when you turned your head to the side, your eyes met the person you so desperately wished to see.

he invited himself in the bathroom, shoes stepping on the fallen package. he kneeled in front of you, wiping the tears off your face.

"this is certainly not what i was expecting to see when i came here"

"where have you been?" you asked, voice coming out like a whisper.

"had to take care of somethings with the league"

"you should've told me... i thought you forgot about me"

"no way in hell i would ever forget about you, angel"

"now, care to explain why you're taking pregnancy tests?"

and so you did. you explained everything that you've been feeling the past few days. you told him about the overtimes you did and informed him about your encounter and conversation with hawks.

"why did you even let that bird-"

"i'm not in the mood for your possessive nature, right now" you interrupted him.

you held the pregnancy tests in your hand, as you got up from your seat. you kneeled in front of the toilet and dabi immediately put the toilet lid up.

he noticed the way you were shaking and the goosebumps on the exposed parts of your skin. he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, bringing you closer to his body.

"you're warm..." you whispered softly.

"i will hold you all night if it means you getting better"

he held your hair in a ponytail, his other hand moving under your shirt to caress your lower back. his eyes fell on the pregnancy tests in your hand, and locked on the single line.

"this idiot scared me for nothing" you quietly said, when you raised your head.

dabi helped you to your feet as he flushed the toilet. he supported your body up while you washed your face, and even helped you brush your teeth.

he picked you up and carried you to your bed, laying you under the covers.

"i'm gonna rummage through your kitchen to find you something to eat. stay right where you are"

you didn't have much a choice but to do as he told you. you felt so weak to even nod your head.

and soon enough he came back; holding a plate with some toasted slices of bread, along with banana slices, and a cup of water.

he left them on your nightstand, before he helped you sit up. he gave you the plate, watching you as you slowly ate the contents of it.

"did you toast that bread yourself" you laughed.

"no, you idiot. i used your toaster"

he walked closer to the bed, placing a hand on your head— ruffling your hair. you looked up at him, eyes locking on his.

"how many overtimes did you do this week, princess?"

"i don't know... i think today was my third one"

he sighed, kneeling next to the bed. he left the empty plate on your nightstand, as he took your hand in his.

"you understand that your body is reacting to the exhaustion, right? you've been working overtimes and stressing all the time"

"you think i should take a break?"

"you will. or else i'm burning down the company you work for"

"okay, jeez... no need to do all that! i'll text my boss tomorrow morning"

you got under the covers, holding them against your shivering form. you looked at him, before making space in your bed.

"lay with me?"

"my clothes are dirty, pretty"

"come here" you said, raising the covers.

he shook his head before he removed his jacket and his boots. he got under the covers with you, and you immediately attached yourself to him.

"you're always so warm"

"you're complaining about that everytime we're done fucking"

"now i'm not complaining"

the cold that was hugging you for days was long gone, once his warmth enveloped you.

he wrapped his arms around you, making a special cocoon for you; your safe place, where you'd be protected all the time. a place you could call home.

"please don't leave tonight" you whispered, holding onto his shirt.

"i'm gonna stay here, with you, for as long as you want"