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~Dabi (pt.4)~

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Pt.4
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This is a y/n x Dabi NSFW story.
Since it is a oneshot it will not be continued unless requested.
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He's been in and out of court rooms. Besides being locked away in one of the most secure prisons to ever exist, you've been able to get a good lawyer and case set up for him.

"We've gotten closer to finding a solid base for your case." You spoke through the thick bullet proof glass towards a tired and half way out of it Dabi. They've pumped him full of so many drugs to get him here it makes your head spin out of anger. "How are you feeling?" You spoke gently towards him. Finally he slowly made eye contact with you.

"Cold." His voice was low and husky expressing how this was his first time speaking today.

"..I know.. if it weren't for the level of security, it would be normal room temperature.. but with your quirk they insist on keeping you in cold environments.. Are you uncomfortable?" It takes him a second but he finally speaks.

"No.." he shifted his feet as much as the cuffs around his ankles would allow him before taking a slow breath. "But it reminds me of you." The smile on his face on top of how he spoke so blankly with no thought was enough to know he was still under some type of influence.

Under the influence or not, what he said made you smile and get off track regarding what the two of you were supposed to be discussing.

"We have about two more minutes." His lawyer spoke to you from her spot not far from you.

"Right.." since he only would talk to you, you could expect more visits with him to ask more and more questions. "Dabi-."

"This.. I know you'll be pissed.." He smirked and scanned your face before opening his mouth again. "They took 'em out."

At first you were confused and thought he was referring to the remaining stitches and staples you helped preserve in the hospital, then it hit you like a brick.

"..." Your wide eyes and silence put a smile on his face before he laughed as he let his heavy head leaned forward, then let a chuckle leave his lips.

"Miss Y/n what is he-"

"Nothing.." you looked down at the papers you had in your hand before standing and heading towards the door. "Let's come back another day. He's-.. we won't get anything out of him like this."

You both left him as they bumped up the ac, keeping it like a deep freezer in there with just enough oxygen to breath so it would be hard for him to start any fire.

A few months passed with many visits to him, slowly but gradually, he was able to pick up on the change with you, putting a smile on his face as his eyes stayed glued on your stomach.

As you asked questions you'd rub your stomach gently as the both of you would exchange looks through the glass. Though you had to stay on topic when it came to visiting, each time you stood ready to leave with his lawyer, he'd say just loud enough for you to pick up on.

"How is it?"

"It's doing good.. healthy."

"Mm.. and how is he?"

This would repeat each visit for the next two years with your last answer changing every now and then.

"Bigger." "He's walking." "Getting taller." "He's so smart." "Starting school."