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🖤DabiDeku💚 part 2

Their new day together. Requested ❤ (CW: Bottle-feeding, diapers)

Their morning started off with a slow start. Something pounced on Dabi, startling him awake. He grunted, grabbing whatever jumped on him and peeked an eye open.

A half-asleep Izuku stared back at him, lightly patting his hands on Dabi's chest, not saying anything. The same pacifier Dabi gave him last night still in his mouth.

After glancing to the side he checked the time and groaned. "You little stinker. It's only 6 am. Lay back down."

Izuku nodded but didn't get off Dabi, instead, leaning forward and bear-hugging his caregiver's chest. Dutifully closing his eyes. As uncomfortable as it was, Dabi didn't have the heart to move him, rather holding him securely and drifting back to sleep.

Izuku woke Dabi up again at 8. The little was playing with his hair and curiously poking at the surgical staples on his cheek. Dabi simply brushed his hands away. Asking in his morning gruff voice, "You hungry kid?"

"Uhn." Was the little's response.

Did Dabi know what he was saying? No, but the sound Izuku made was something of agreement since the little waited for Dabi to sit up and carry him to the kitchen. Which he did.

He tried putting Izuku down but the little clutched tightly to his shirt, so Dabi ended up trying to build breakfast with the green-haired boy on his hip.

A couple of ruined eggs and some burnt bacon later, Dabi had two plates of salvageable food for the both of them and settled down on the couch, using the coffee table to set down their dishes.

Dabi had an idea where Izuku's headspace was at, but he'd figure he'd try this first. Dabi popped the pacifier out of his little's mouth and set it on the table. Looking back to find Izuku's mouth still parted open, a puzzled look on his face. It made Dabi chuckle. He then picked up a small piece of (thankfully not burnt) bacon to replace the pacifier by holding it up to Izuku's lips. "Eat up."

The little scrunched his nose up like a bunny and brattily turned away from the piece of food. Letting out a little, "Ugh."

Okay, so no solid food then.

It was fine though, Dabi had already guessed that Izuku was way younger than usual and probably wanted something that made him feel babier. Luckily Dabi had Izuku's favourite cinnamon banana milk recipe memorized in his head.

He swapped his holding of food with the pacifier and slipped it back between Izuku's lips. Getting up (still carrying the little koala) Dabi went back to the kitchen to make Izuku a bottle.

The little green-haired boy was more curious than usual, desperately trying to touch the hot milky goodness that Dabi was gently whisking in the saucepan on the stove. And since Dabi couldn't really scold the little when his headspace was so small, he had to be constantly rotating arms holding Izuku so he was never settled enough to touch the hot metal or drink.

When he was done he tested it on his wrist before giving it to Izuku.

Unlike before, where just minutes ago Izuku could not stop trying to get his hands on his yummy drink, the little let the bottle slip from his hand, making Dabi hurriedly catch it before it hit the floor.

Dabi started, "Hey hey hey, you were the one that wanted this, cheeky."

Izuku whined, gently head butting his caregiver's shoulder. He was too little to convey what he wanted to say, and it was frustrating.

Thankfully Dabi was able to figure it out. The dark-haired male sighed and brought them back to the living room. He kept Izuku in his arms as he settled down on the couch, cradling the little gently. The little sitting in his lap but lying back, Dabi supporting Izuku's head with the crook of his elbow. Izuku practically purred from the affection/attention.

Dabi brought the bottle to the little's lips (once swapping the pacifier out again) and softly spoke. "Here you go, baby."

The moment the yummy milk touched Izuku's tongue his mind was in a different place. His eyes drooped as he greedily sucked at his bottle, his hands curling into his chest comfortingly. Dabi took extra care to keep the bottle angled the right way to make sure Izuku paced himself. He hadn't eaten anything solid and didn't want him getting a tummy ache, especially so early in the day.

When Izuku was full, he let go and some milk spilled around his mouth. The feeling of liquid on his face was enough to make Izuku fussy and start to slowly let out a few tears.

Dabi simply wiped the milk away with his sleeve. "See? It's all gone now, baby."

The little whined, easily prone to tears, but thankfully they dried up quick. Izuku sleepily hid his face into Dabi's chest as his caregiver set the bottle down. His own plate of food untouched, he would have started eating if not for remembering a safety precaution he should have taken the moment they woke up.

"Oh right..." Dabi muttered, "diapers... Let's put you in one just in case."

Izuku didn't seem to reject that idea, he made little gibberish noises while being carried back to their room and laid onto the changing table.

Despite being little, his cheeks still heated up into a rosy red, he hid his face in his hands while Dabi unbuttoned his onesie.

The action made Dabi chuckle. He slipped his hand into one of the drawers of the changing table and pulled out Izuku's diaper changing support stuffie. A fluffy multicoloured wolf was handed off to the little. The green-haired boy looking grateful to have it as a distraction when Dabi was changing him.

Once he was powdered, padded, and buttoned backup, Dabi carried Izuku back in his arms once again to the living room so he could watch him while he ate his own breakfast. Setting the little down on his play-mat to do as he wished.

Like a little trouble maker, Izuku silently crawled back over to Dabi on the couch, sitting up on his knees and tugged at Dabi's pant legs. "Uppy."

Dabi shook his head. "I'm eating, bud, not right now." Taking a chunk of bacon into his mouth for emphasis.

Izuku pouted and tugged harder. "Up."

"Oh, you little stinker," Dabi called Izuku by his favourite trouble-making nickname and leaned forward. He picked him up and settled him into his lap. "There, are you happy now?"

"Uhn." The little let out affirmatively, giggling a little as he bounced himself in Dabi's lap.

Dabi stilled him. "I'm trying to eat little one. Can you be a good boy and sit still for a while? I promise we'll play right after."

The little hummed at the idea of being a good boy, although bouncing one more time before nodding and leaning into his caregiver's chest. Letting him peacefully finish his breakfast soon enough.

As Dabi promised, they did play after. They played peekaboo, building blocks, and read picture books. Izuku only needed to be changed a few times during the day and slowly aged up in his headspace, switching to pull-ups at noon and eventually regular underwear close to when it was time to go.

"I don't wanna go..." Izuku whined as he held his duffel bag strap wrapped around his wrists.

"I know bud but you gotta go home. I'm sure your mom will be happy to see you." Dabi tied the last bow on his little's shoes and stood up. Ruffling Izuku's hair, brushing it away from his forehead to leave a soft kiss to his temple. "C'mon, I'll walk you to the bus stop."

"Okay..." Izuku gave in, letting Dabi fix the duffel's strap by putting it over his shoulder properly. That way he could take Dabi's hand while they walked to the bus stop.

"I'll see you next week, kid." Dabi finally said when the bus started to arrive. Kissing the top of Izuku's head once more before slowly making his way back to the shadows.

"Bye, bye..." Izuku waved goodbye with a smile before getting on the bus, heading home, yet still thinking about what they were gonna do next week.

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1387 words. Hope you liked this genders_are_hard !!!

I think I finally got my life on track. I've got a schedule now that I will try to follow, but I'm kinda a mess regardless lolol.