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the months passed by and you were still waiting patiently for dabi to open up to you. you thought he had changed his mind, but in reality, he was preparing himself for your reaction.
out of everything, he didn't want you to leave him for hiding all the truth from you.
"do you know what day it is, princess?"
"uh... tuesday?" you asked, as you turned your head to look at him.
you were sitting on the couch, reading a book, while he was scrolling on his phone.
"one year ago, we met for the first time"
"oh, the day you nearly killed me" you said, closing your book.
"i wouldn't actually kill you"
"didn't look like that to me"
you watched him as he turned off his phone, throwing it on the closest arm chair. he patted his thigh, waiting for you to get the message.
you settled yourself on his lap, his hands immediately resting on your hips.
"are you... in the mood again?"
"in the mood to open up to you, yeah"
your eyes widened and your lips stretched into a grin, as you looked at him.
"really?"
"really"
"are you sure? i don't want you to feel pressured, or anything like it"
"i took time to prepare myself for this conversation"
"but, y/n?"
"yes?"
"promise me you'll stay with me after i tell you. promise you'll still be mine"
"i promise" you said, smiling softly.
"now, where do i even start from?" he sighed, shaking his head.
"let's start with your dislike for endeavor!"
"what did he do? didn't save your parents, or something?" you added with a shrug of your shoulders.
"you just made things one hundred times easier for me, angel" he said, his lips curling in a smirk.
"so, i was right?"
"no. completely wrong"
"then what?" you asked, confusion written on your face.
