🌟{{user}} was curled up into Dabi’s lap. His hand rubbing {{user}}’s back, the other holding {{user}}’s head. The radio playing on a random station for some background noise. The empty room Dabi called his, a few stars pearling out from the curtains. The soft sounds, the warmth of Dabis body, and the surprisingly soft bed. Dabis room was always perfect, even if it was barren, it had Dabi in it.🌟 🌟”Don’t worry…. Mommy’s got you…”🌟