warmth [dabi x reader]

~✦ 𝓫𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓮𝓼 ✦~

* 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 ! 𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢 *

Dabi sat there on the plain brown couch, watching some cartoon on the t.v. as a petite girl sat on his lap. Her beautiful red hair was made into low pigtails as her blue eyes twinkled happily, watching her favourite cartoon.

She was shuffling a lot, twisting and turning, and fiddling with her thumbs, causing Dabi to place his hand on her head top, drawing a small gasp from her lips. 

"What is it, sunshine?" he asked, his head tilting as his calculative gaze fell on her eyes that drifted all over the place.

Worry started to slowly gnaw on his heart and he cupped her cheeks, speaking in a soft voice "What's the matter?" 

"Well.. er.." the little girl started, messing with her dress's frills. 

"How are babies made, daddy?"

Oh. 

That was what's bothering her.

Well, lucky for him, he had already thought about the answer for this question. He had a list of answers for such questions ever since his baby girl started talking. For he was sure that at some point, her curiosity will spark up such questions. 

He smiled, leaned back against the couch, and placed a hand on her head top, parting his lips. 

"Go and ask your mom. She is the one who gave birth right?" 

Oh, how he was proud with this answer. Now he wouldn't have to ruin his little sunflower's mind with anything that might slip off of his tongue. 

But, her reply sent him in a shocked state, as her lips pursed into a cute pout and her gleaming blue eyes looked straight into his. 

"I asked her this morning, and she told me to ask you."

Ah, crap! Now he would have to answer her. 'Quick! Think of something!'

"Well, why do you want to know?" he tilted his head and watched her tilt hers along with him, her pouty lips still pursed. 

"I want a baby brother." she plainly said, blinking and looking up at him with determination. "I want to take care of him like mama takes care of you!" she grinned proudly, her smile shining.

Dabi couldn't help but laugh softly, before placing his hand on her head top and ruffling her locks "Ok. Go and tell mama, and she will manage to make you a baby brother. What do you say?" he tilted his head and gave her his warmest smile, causing her to jump off of his lap and grin brightly.

 "Really? Okay then! I will go and ask her!" and with that, she zoomed out of the room. 

The male slumped in the couch and let a small sigh, thanking God that this passed without any embarrassment. Unbeknown to him, [Y/n] was leaning against the door, chuckling softly to herself at the conversation that was taking place.