Scarred lips brush over the curve of your baby bump, trailing gentle kisses along the stretch marks. His hands hold your sides, keeping you on the mattress, the sheets ruffled under the combined weight of your bodies. Dabi was careful with his movements, avoiding putting pressure on your rounded belly. His upper torso laid between your legs, though still careful about putting pressure on you.

The man lifted his head up, resting his chin on the mount of your body. He met your eyes, watching your expression carefully, trying to read your thoughts. Then, the Villain let out a low hum, resting his cheek on the skin of your stomach, feeling the subtle movements of the baby inside. Rubbing his calloused fingers down the skin of your waist, he inhaled your scent, letting it flood through his lungs.

You’ve been announced pregnant with his child for around 6 months, and he’s been showering you with everything he could offer. With your pregnancy, he’s become more protective of you.