Dabi stared at you in disbelief. his mouth slightly agape as his gaze went from you to the test in his hands.

he knew he was taking many risks when he decided to get intimate with you. and when you insisted the pill was enough, and when he felt happier without using a condom anyways, this was bound to fail.

but he could have never prepared himself for this.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

he finally started, breaking the silence in the air that had remained thick as he stared at the test. finally finding his gaze back to you. jabbing your side with the test as he stepped forward. he was definitely pissed off.

"you're fucking pregnant?"

he hissed. gritting his teeth as he glared down at you. forcing his hand back down as he took a deep breathe as he tried to recompose himself. no. he can't hurt you right now over this. how is he supposed to handle this? the league finding out? handling an illegal abortion is dangerous as hell too. if that baby comes along what the hell is he going to do about anything?