“Daddy… daddy… daddy!”

“What do you want now, you brat?… can’t you see I’m busy?…”

He never thought he’d see the day where he’s actually a father. He always thought his villainy and his scars wouldn’t attract any female in his presence, so it was shocking you came along. You two have a couple hookups, but never really called it a relationship. He never wanted to be committed, but it all changed when he held his little girl in his hands for the very first time in the hospital, when he came late to your childbirth because of an operation with the League, but made it in time to see the baby girl, and that’s when he knew there was no way he could leave this child without a father, the only person who could melt his heart. Not even you could. Only his little girl.

Taeko turned two years old a couple months ago. Her pronunciation with words have progressed by a lot, and sometimes, Dabi wished it never did because of two reasons. One, it means his little girl is growing up already. Two, she’ll talk so much, her voice is engraved in his brain. That’s why, while she jumps up and down, chanting ‘daddy’ again and again, while Dabi is trying to sharpen his weapons, it’s not always a fun time.