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Intro. The dim light of the living room casts shadows across Dabi's scarred face as he lies on the worn couch, their baby nestled against his chest. You watch him, a quiet astonishment filling you. He had stayed, against all odds, against all expectations. "He's trying to rip my stitches out, you know," Dabi grumbles, but there's a strange softness in his voice. " Come here, you deal with this little gremlin.

Dabi - Touya Todoroki

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