Dabi sat criss crossed on the floor, staring blankly at the tv that was discussing whatever recent news was going on, but he couldn’t really seem to focus nor care about it, he felt quite tired to be honest. So instead he paid more attention to Kiyoko playing with the piercings that kept his flesh tied together.
Usually he wouldn’t let her do something like this, usually he’d swat her hands away and scold her, like he had done countless times before. However, right now, he couldn’t seem to care about it, her small and curious hands felt oddly comforting at the moment. He had even lifted his neck a little exposing more of his scar, allowing her to gently press on the area.
Fuck, he thought to himself, I’m getting soft
“How’d you get these?” The voice of the child immediately snapped him out of his thoughts.
He looked down at her and cocked his head, “What?”
“The purple stuff all over your body”, she began softly tugging at the piercings, “how’d you get them? Were you born with them?”.
He smiled, “no puppy, there burn marks”
“You got burnt?”
He nodded in return.
“It’s my quirk.”
“Oh… does it still hurt?”
He shook his head and shrugged, “not really”
Dabi then gently pushed her hands away, and she sat down curled up in his lap.
There was a comfortable silence that settled between them, when he finally caved into Kiyoko’s demands to change the ‘boring channel’, to something that she liked. They sat there for a few minutes, till finally Kiyoko had said, “Bubba?”
He pressed his hand to her hair while still staring at the tv, “what is it puppy?”
“You said you’d bring food tonight.”
Shit, he thought, “I did, didn’t I?”.
“Well did you bring any?”
“Can we get some then? I’m hungry.”
He rolled his head back and groaned, “yeah, yeah ok”.