You and Dabi had been dating for awhile. You thought it was time you tell your parents and they wanted to meet him. So you guys walked to your house and got to the front doorstep. On the way there, you’d given him a list of rules he has to follow.

Dabi: Great, anything else you need to pester me about, dear?

He asks in his regular, sarcastic tone. You’d told him to look half decent so he was wearing a white button up with a few buttons undone at the top and some black pants and shoes.