GENERATIONAL DAMAGE
prince! enji todoroki x poc friendly! fem! reader x platonic! todoroki kiddos
content warnings: she/her pronouns used for reader, afab reader, arranged marriage, yandere behavior, dark content, death threats, abandonment issues, pregnancy mention, unedited
word count: 6.5k (longest chapter i’ve ever written holy shit)
author’s note: another chapter! now we’re getting into the juicy juice, this is going to start moving a little faster so please be prepared for that and don’t be surprised if smut appears soon! Also, question, do ya’ll prefer longer chapters like this or should i stick them to being 2 to 3k words per chapter?
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Small, italic text = mind talk between y/n and her mother
THE ball continued without your presence, not that you really cared about the ball in the first place, plus you had other things to worry about now that you were in the beginning stages of an arranged marriage.
After finding your mother, a guard had come from the ballroom, urged by prince Enji, to escort you to a room where you would wait for them. As much as Enji wished to end the ball as quickly as possible, seeing that it had already fulfilled its role of finding him a potential bride, his mother had urged him it was best to continue the ball to its entirety in order to keep up appearances. It wasn’t right to abandon his guests so soon.
Though your mother was a bit hesitant about staying any longer than she could have, she could not ignore the connection that you and the boy in your arms displayed in only a matter of hours of meeting each other. It reminded her so much of when she had first held you in her arms, the scene offered a pleasant sense of nostalgia that cleared up her reluctance for the time-being.
You’d been brought to a lounging room of sorts where there were plenty of places to sit and relax, it looked more like a cozy meeting room than anything, which you could appreciate considering that as soon as you got in and had a seat, you kicked off your heels but hid them underneath the puffy draped fabric of your dress, shifting Dabi around in your lap as he continued to sleep with his arms loosely locked around your neck, his cheek squished against your chest.
As you waited, your mother and you began to whisper amongst yourselves about what had transpired in the time you had been dragged away by the hotheaded prince. Whilst recounting your encounter with him, a few varying expressions crossed over her face but the most intense one was a look of concern. If he was truly that abrasive would it really be in their best interest to let her oldest child be married to him? What kind of mother would she be if she were to force her child into something dangerous and untamed?
However, before she could even begin to scrape the surfaces of those questions that were in regard to your safety, the doors that they had come in through were suddenly swung open, revealing a still-slightly disheveled prince Enji who’s ocean eyes swam across the room for a brief moment until he locked eyes with you, observing you in silence before he fully pushed himself into the room. It was like with every step, he dominated the atmosphere of any room he entered, it made your skin itch in the slightest but you chose not to cower in fear of the powerful aura that radiated off of him.
“Stay the night. We have much to discuss tomorrow over a morning meal,” he voiced, almost like he was giving you a choice but you knew that it was more than likely a demand, “We can get your king involved later on, as for now, we shall begin the courtship.”
You and your mother exchange glances, speaking to one another through the use of her awakened power that allowed her to transfer her own thoughts and others thoughts into her own mind, but it only worked if there was a strong bond between her and the other person(s).
—”Should we? I don’t know how I feel about us staying here. If he can shamelessly ask you for a fight then who knows what he could do to you while you’re sleeping.”
Though the thought had crossed your mind you brushed them away, instead focusing on other matters, and you weren’t exactly weak in the slightest so it didn’t worry you.
“It’ll be alright, mother. Don’t worry, you did raise a strong, independent woman after all,” you chirped within the depths of your mind, puffing your chest out just a little bit.
Though your mother had her own reservations about the arrangements, she figured that since it was your life you had the right to make your own decisions.
“...Alright then, will we be staying in separate quarters?” Your mother asked, slowly standing up from the seat that she had sat down shortly after you had entered the room.
Enji nodded his head at her question and then looked back at you, eyeing the sleeping boy in your arms, “Wake him up. He is not meant to be coddled for so long, you are going to spoil him.”
You raised an eyebrow at his words, wondering what kind of parenting methods he used on Dabi that made him so skittish and so… sad. Obviously, he was doing something wrong but you were in no place to question or reject him, at least not now.
Hesitantly, you chewed on your bottom lip and rubbed Dabi’s back before speaking in a soft tone, “Time to wake up, little guy. I think you have to go to your own room now to sleep, okay?”
With a few more gentle attempts, the boy slowly opened his eyes and leaned back, sleepily looking at your face through his blurred vision. He took one look at you and then seemed to contemplate something before falling back into your chest, going right back to sleep.
You couldn’t help but to laugh at his stubbornness, deciding it would be better to just carry him to wherever he slept instead of trying to get him to wake up.
“Is it alright with you if I carry him to his bedroom instead? I’m not going to spoil him, I just don’t want to wake him up,” you spoke to Enji, looking at him as you waited for a reply.
His face remained unchanging, though the look in his eyes were sporadically changing around until he ended up grunting out an answer that sounded like a “do whatever you want, woman.”
You nodded your head after getting his permission and then shifted forward, slipping your feet back into the heels you’d kicked off before slowly standing up onto your feet. It was a bit of a struggle with Dabi in your arms but you managed, once again.
You soon found yourself being led out of the room, your mother trailing behind you, and picked up your walking speed to match the tall man’s stride. Did he always act like such an asshole?
You shook your head at the question and continued on your way, nearly ramming into the asshole’s back when he suddenly stopped in front of a door, pointing to it, “There. Put him in there.”
You quickly stepped back, putting distance between yourself and the prince before following his finger, glancing at the closed door that was a little worn out.
Pausing, you made a face but bit back whatever thoughts you had and opted for opening the door with the use of your power, stepping inside to have a quick look around.
|| reference: https://www.deviantart.com/cavalieredispade/art/Medieval-Kid-Room-303375898 ||
Though the bedroom wasn’t as flashy as you were expecting you decided against saying anything that would irk the prince and instead focused on putting Dabi into his bed, making sure to tuck him in before you leaned down to press a kiss onto his forehead. Though it may have been a bit strange to show such affection to a stranger, you could not deny your nurturing pull to do so.
After you’d tucked the little boy into his bed you left the room, shutting the door behind you with a sigh as you began to regain feeling in your arms. As you had been tenderly tucking in his son, Enji watched your every move with squinted eyes, trying to get a read on what kind of person you truly were. Your mother had been watching as well, nearly cooing at the scene before realizing where she was.
Once that was done and you were standing near him once again, Enji turned away from the door and began walking back down the hallway, “Come now.”
He said nothing else after that, silently leading you to your temporary resting place.
Though the halls had a few lit candles mounted onto the wall, you couldn’t deny the bits of darkness that flooded the hallways, making it a bit difficult to carve out the look of the prince’s back without the use of your powers so you grabbed onto your mother’s hand to guide her along so that she would not get lost, both of you silently walking behind the prideful man without a thought in mind.
Some minutes later, the trio had stopped once again and Enji motioned to two twin doors, “Here’s where you’ll be resting for tonight. A servant will come and fetch you in the morning so we can discuss these things further. Don’t be late.” He then swiftly turned on his heels, marching back down the hall you had all come from.
—”What a strange man,” your mother projected to you in which you nodded your head, pressing your hand onto the door you stood in front of before you opened it and spoke, “Goodnight then, I suppose?”
The older woman hummed in response, giving her own nod of her head, “If something happens make sure you call for me, I’ll come running.” She then gave you a determined look while raising a fist to show her strong will.
You chuckled at her antics and shook your head, going into the room to get some much needed rest for such a long, exhausting evening.
As soon as you had entered a wave of tiredness ran over you and you went right for the bed after shutting the door behind you. You ignored everything else and kicked off your shoes, climbing into the comfort of the bed, falling right to sleep, not even bothering to wash your face or strip out of your dress to find something else to wear. It seemed that your little sparring session with the prince had made you more tired than you expected.
…
When the next morning came, you remained in a deep sleep until the sun had decided to make an appearance, shining its brightest through the crack of the curtains on the window near the bed that aimed right at your face, making the inside of your eyelids turn a blinding crimson as heat came over your face. You groaned at the feeling of the temperature change and turned your face to get it out of your eyes but you had failed to remain asleep, your eyes slowly blinking as you woke, carefully pushing yourself up and off the bed until your feet touched the rug that was on the floor.
Fully coming to, you recognized that you were not in your bedroom and tried to figure out where you were exactly, only for last night’s events to come rushing back at you full-speed, a huff coming from you as you glanced around in hopes of finding the door to a bathroom. When you spotted said door you made your way towards it and peeked inside, pleased to see that there was a sink, but you could only hope that it would work considering that working pipes weren’t exactly a common thing amongst most kingdoms inside of the castles. Fortunately, your kingdom had that luxury and there was no reason to think that the same couldn’t be said about the Ignis kingdom considering it was even more powerful than Tenebris but you did not wish to assume.
Tentatively, you made your way to the sink and turned one of the handles, nearly yelping in excitement when the water began to rush from the faucet. You allowed it a bit of time to heat up while going on a search for any towels that you could use when you finally noticed the bathtub that was a yard away from the sink.
Oh praise be whoever was watching you! You couldn’t wait to bathe! Even if this was an unfamiliar place and you had no clothes to change into… You’d make it work one way or the other.
With due time you had finally managed to wash your face, get out of your suffocating dress, and bathed. Afterwards you were feeling especially refreshed but you couldn’t ignore the few faded bruises that littered your body thanks to your fight from the previous evening. Usually, after injuring yourself, you would heal fairly quickly so this was a bit odd that the bruises were lingering a little longer than usual but the pain was absent so you thought nothing of it and began your search for clothing to wear.
Your best bet would have been to put your dress back on but you didn’t truly desire to do so you made your way over to the wardrobe that was stationed in the corner of the bedroom, nearly ripping the doors off of the hinges to get a look inside.
Men’s clothes.
You blinked in a bit of surprise but shrugged your shoulders, you weren’t against dressing in a pair of trousers as long as they were comfortable and fit you well enough.
You reached for a gray pair of pants that were hung neatly onto a hanger, pulling them from where they were to have a look at them. They looked like they could fit you so you decided to try them on, weirdly enough they fit well enough that you didn’t need to tie anything on them to hold them up onto your body. Once you had put said pants on you began to look for an appropriate shirt, humming a random tune to yourself as you looked around.
Now, the prospect of wearing pants and being a woman wasn’t something you were unfamiliar with, however, back in your own kingdom it didn’t matter. People wore whatever they so desired or whatever was available, the thought of it being unladylike barely came to mind after you had finished getting dressed, looking more like a pirate than a princess. You still looked cute though so that didn’t matter.
Now it was on to figuring out some shoes. It would probably be best to just wear your heels for now, unless….
Your eyes glanced around the room once again until they landed on a large wooden chest. Perhaps, it was your lucky day?
You eagerly went towards the chest and flipped up the top, pleased to see that it was indeed- your lucky day. Though, you were unsure if any of these would even fit your feet considering that they were all men’s shoes. Nonetheless, you were going to try.
Not even a minute after you began to have a little shoe fashion show for yourself, a knock was heard at the door. You glanced towards the mahogany frame and made a face before speaking, “Yes? How can I help you?”
“Good morning, Princess Y/N. I was sent here to fetch you and your mother for breakfast with the prince and queen,” a soft feminine voice said from behind the door making you remember why you were here in the first place.
Ah! That’s right! Your potential marriage to Prince Enji! How could the thought not cross your mind even once while you’d been snooping around in the bedroom?
“Okay, I’ll be out in a moment. Is my mother awake?”
“Ah, I have not checked yet but I was just about to, Your Highness. Also, the prince sent me here with a change of clothes for you. He said that he was unsure of your size so he had someone make a few adjustments to a gown he purchased earlier today,” the servant said, causing you to tilt your head. Earlier today? What time was it exactly? There was no clock nearby so you couldn’t exactly pinpoint the time but you could only assume it wasn’t all that early.
“Hm, well, you can just give it to my mother. I’ve already found something to wear,” you speak after sliding on a pair of loafers that were a little big but you were able to comfortably walk in them so that’s all that mattered. You opened the door to the bedroom and soon found yourself staring into the eyes of the source of the voice. You were surprised to see that she was around your age but couldn’t miss the hilarious look of horror and slight admiration after she took one look at your attire.
“Good Lord!” She yelled, almost as if she had been struck by a hand that caught her off-guard. After realizing her outburst, her lightly sun-kissed face turned a bright red and she quickly bowed, the gown she held in her hands falling to the floor. “Fuck!” She cursed under her breath, reaching down to grab up the fabric of clothing.
You could only laugh at her amusing actions, finding her to be both adorable but also daring. She then quickly looked up when she heard your laugh, her eyes widening when she realized her mistake, “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to talk out of turn! I’ve just never seen a woman wear pants before! I mean- AH!! Curse you!” She began to slap her own mouth, cursing and apologizng profusely as she avoided your gaze. She was a rather strange one, wasn’t she?
“Are you alright?” You asked, raising an eyebrow at her. If she acted like this all the time when you wondered how she’d been able to survive so long with the personality she has.
“So sorry, it is my awakened power. I can usually control it,” she sighed, shaking her head quickly, “I don’t know why it’s acting up so much right now…” You looked at her expectedly afterwards, figuring that she would elaborate.
“Ah, well, I have the power to take on the emotions and personality of anyone I come into contact with as long as I am compatible with their soul. I can even mimic their appearance if I try hard enough. It’s quite useless when everyone around me is incompatible. However… it seems that you and I may be compatible,” she mumbled, still avoiding your eyes as you took this new information in.
It took you a second to fully grasp what she had said but then you laughed again, speaking up, “Then that means you were mirroring my personality? I had no idea I was so unfiltered,” you mumbled, shaking your head at the thought, “And your power sounds kind of similar to my mother’s. Ah- speaking of which…” You turned your head to the side and almost like she’d just been summoned, the door to the bedroom your mother had been in opened up, revealing the older woman who seemed to be sporting the same outfit as the day before.
“Morning mom, sleep well?” You ask, she hums in reply but then scoffs at your choice of clothes, “Really, Y/N? Really?”
You gaped at her reaction, pretending to be offended, “What does that mean? I thought I looked pretty stellar in these pants.”
“You look like your dad.”
“Is that a compliment or an insult?”
“Take it as you wish, darling… Who’s this?”
Your mother motions to the servant whose name you didn't know had been watching the two of you converse.
The young woman in question quickly bowed, “Hello, my name is Minji. It’s a pleasure to meet you both. I apologize for not properly introducing myself earlier, princess.”
You groaned at the title and waved your hand around, “Just call me, Y/N, alright? Being called a princess makes me feel like a child. Oh, also, do you think you could give that gown to my mom now?”
Minji leaned up and then quickly nodded, offering a warm smile before she held out the gown to your mother, offering it with a bowed head out of respect.
“Oh thank you, dear. I wasn’t really looking forward to wearing what I wore yesterday, this should do just fine. I’ll get changed and I’ll be out in a few minutes.” The queen then carefully took the dress from Minji’s hands before going back into the room, shutting the door behind herself.
Hearing the soft click of the door, you looked down the hallway on both sides, seeing that no one was nearby before you spoke up once again, “So, Minji. Is it alright if I ask you some questions? You don’t have to answer them if you don’t want to, I’m just curious.”
She looks at you in surprise but then quickly nods her head, “Ask away, prin- I mean… Y/N.”
You smiled at her correcting herself and then continued, “What’s the prince like? Is he always an ass?”
Eyes widening at the question, Minji was surprised by your straightforward question but spoke without realizing, “Only when someone makes a noticeable mistake. We try to stay clear of him at all times in fear of what he may do if we fucked up in front of him.”
She then covered her mouth, cursing again, “My bad, I haven’t needed to control it before…”
You patted her shoulder affectionately before shaking your head, “No worries. I just hope no one aside from me or my mom asks you a question while the two of us are around… I can only imagine what trouble that would cause.”
The servant immediately began to sweat after thinking of that, unconsciously looking around in a fright at the thought of cursing in front of the head servants, or even the prince or queen themselves. It would surely be punishment time.
Before you can question her further you are interrupted by the sound of your mother’s door opening, making you turn away from the anxious servant to wolf whistle playfully at your mother.
She rolls your eyes at you and gently swats at your arm, “Don’t do that here! We’re not at home, we have to be on our best behavior.”
You snickered at her comment and then shrugged your shoulders, “Yeah yeah, mother. I’m just filling in for dad for now, if he saw you in this I’m sure he would do the same.”
“Saying such things to your mother is absolutely despicable!” The older woman quietly exclaimed, acting as if she was disgusted before she offered a shy smile, “He would, wouldn’t he?”
Now it was your turn to roll your eyes, ignoring the sight of your mother who was currently fangirling at the thought of your dad. You made a gagging noise and turned to look at Minji who had curiously been watching your interaction, her gaze filled with sadness as well as longing. You frowned just a fraction before speaking up, snapping her out of her daze before she could spiral any further, “I hope we aren’t late to breakfast. I don’t want the old hothead fire princey boy to get too pissed off.”
At the mention of the prince, Minji flinched when she remembered her tasks, “AH shit! That’s right! We need to hurry before we’re late!”
She then picked up a bit of her dress, to give her legs a little more freedom to move before she began to quickly jog down the hallway in the direction of what could be assumed as the dining hall.
You and your mother looked at each other in silence before shrugging and following after her, picking up your paces.
…
You were late.
Two minutes and fifteen seconds to be exact, and you weren’t the one who was counting.
As soon as you and your mother had stepped into the room after following Minji, you could already feel the judgmental stares from one set of eyes. Not exactly the best first impression but oh well, what could you do?
“Are you sure that is the one you have chosen as your bride-to-be?” The queen of Ignis shamelessly asked her son, staring you down with a glare that could execute anyone on the spot. You stared back at her, only then realizing the movement of her hair. It was strange to see, it appeared that her hair was entirely made of lava and the chair she sat in was especially constructed to accommodate her awakened power. The locks were oddly beautiful to look at but you couldn't ignore the owner of such beauty, nearly growling at her objectifying you.
Enji, who has already begun diligently eating the soup presented in front of him, does not hesitate when he answers his mother’s inquiry, “Yes, mother. She is the one.”
Minji stepped forward and motioned towards the table before going to one of the chairs to pull it out, allowing your mother to sit first before she made you sit in a chair across from Enji. Afterwards, Minji quickly bows and scurries out of the room before she can say anything that could end up getting her head put on a spike.
Once you’d gotten situated in your seat you glanced around, taking note of the room you were in but then came to realize that someone was missing. Dabi.
Before you can question his absence a conversation sparks up.
“Let’s cut to the chase, I do not wish to dance around the obvious. Y/N and I’s marriage will be finalized after I am granted permission from her father,” Enji speaks up, grabbing the napkin from his lap to wipe his face, “After that, we will be married as soon as possible and then we can discuss how our kingdoms will join together to benefit one another in some way.” The male purposely left out the mention of heirs but he knew his own motives so he withheld them for the time being.
Your mother found herself intrigued by the way he spoke, so confident, and so sure of himself. There was no way her husband would take to him so lightly if he continued to speak in such a way. She was about to question him further but his mother beat her to the punch.
“I understand that you feel you are right in your choice but I do not think you are thinking clearly. You say that she is strong but that can be expected of their– kind,” she emphasized the last word, eyes flickering to you and your mother with a hint of displeasure, “Even apes are strong if you train them properly. I am sure we can find someone more fitting to your needs. There is no need to dirty our bloodline, Enji.”
Ouch. Didn’t she have a way with words?
You couldn’t believe that she had the audacity to say such things so- boldly, without even blinking an eye.
“Our kind? What do you mean by that?” Your mother questioned, as calm as ever as she ate from the food that had been served to her, looking at the other queen in intrigue.
Eiko, otherwise known as the queen of Ignis, looked at your mother as if she were stupid, nearly doing a doubtletake before she answered, “You know exactly what I mean. You people. Your kind. You’re not like us and mingling with your kind would only dirty our pureblood of heirs. I don't even know why you were invited to our ball last night, let alone able to even sleep within these walls.”
“We were invited by your son, and it is quite unfortunate how close-minded you are. I never knew someone with such a small brain could rule over an entire kingdom. You should be proud of your accomplishments,” your mother hummed, smiling warmly at the woman whose face began to turn red with fury.
“WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?! I will have your tongue ripped from your mouth you disgusting spawn of hell-”
“Where’s Dabi?” You suddenly ask, cutting the woman off without another thought. Her eyes snap to you when you speak, her teeth beginning to grind against each other as she opens her mouth to say something else, with no telling of what could come next.
“He doesn’t eat with us. He isn’t recognized as my heir due to the fact that he was born out of wedlock,” Enji answers, completely ignoring his angry mother, instead deciding to focus his attention on you. It was his mother’s rule, really. You cringe at his words and then clench your jaw, “And who’s fault is that? Why should a child suffer due to your inability to keep your dick in your pants?” The question tumbles from your lips before you could even stop yourself, you’ve already stood up and began making your way to the doors to look for the little one who you’d begun to grow attached to in such little time.
“Where are you going?!” The prince questions, finally losing his composure after hearing you disrespect him, “Come back here!” His demands fall onto ears that could care less and you walk rather briskly down the hall in hopes of finding your new friend. He could not believe you’d just made assumptions about his character!
It seems that Eiko has calmed, just barely, only now seeing her son being humiliated by your words. How dare you?
Her eyes then widened, realizing something. She whips her head around to glare at your mother before smirking, sitting back down into her chair, “At least I didn’t raise a barnyard animal.”
“Are you sure your son isn’t part bull?” Your mother quickly wits before pushing her chair back and standing, placing her hands firmly onto the table before she speaks, “I don’t think that this marriage will work out. On behalf of my daughter and our kingdom. I, Queen Rei of Tenebris, am going to formally reject your proposal. I wish you luck on finding someone desperate enough to marry your son.” After her declaration, she begins to make her way to the doors but is stopped by Enji who moves surprisingly fast for such a large man.
“Do you think that your approval matters?” He questions, towering over the older woman with an amused expression across his face, “I only need your husband’s, and I advise—” he steps closer, causing her to step back, sensing the anger that engulfed his being, “—you to not go against my wishes. I will marry her whether you like it or not. I always get what I want and I want her. You will not stop me from producing the strongest heirs possible with her, and if you get in my way…” A wavering flame burst from his hand and he thrusted his fist forward in a punching motion, almost as if he was going to punch her in the face. And barely stopped it, a few inches from her nose, but he used enough power to make her hair blow back like she’d just been hit by a gust of wind, “I’ll kill you and anyone else who gets in my way, understood?”
She had tried to stay strong and unbothered but to have his fist of fury so close to her face, the older woman began to tremble, realizing that his threat was not baseless.
“And if you wish to keep your life, as well as the life of your sick husband, and your son… You will speak none of this to my bride. All you need to do is convince your husband to allow our kingdoms to join through marriage. I can promise you that I will be quite a formidable son-in-law and king. And I will have fun breaking your daughter into shape, sculpting her into the perfect wife just for me. Ah, I do love a challenge. And what a joy it will be when she is round with my heirs.”
…
Finding Dabi in this big ass castle was like trying to find a needle in a haystack, you couldn’t figure out where to look first and no one was in sight. However, your prayers were soon answered when you noticed that familiar ravenette from before.
“Minji!” You called, noticing her from some yards away from her, she had been waxing windows.
Perking up at the sound of your voice, she turned to look at you in shock, confused by why you were suddenly seeking her out. Out of habit, she bowed to you and stood back up straight, “Yes?”
“Do you know where Dabi is?”
“Dabi? Ah, yes, he’s eating right now with the other children. Is something the matter?”
You thought about her question for a moment, trying to figure out why you had been seeking the little boy out exactly. Maybe it was because of last night, you were worried about him and wished to check on him to make sure he was alright.
“No no… nothing’s wrong. Can you take me to where he is? I want to— see him,” you mumbled, feeling a little embarrassed about your request. For some reason, you suddenly felt a bit weird about how you were acting. You weren’t his mother… Yet, you couldn’t ignore the connection you felt.
Minji looked over at your face for a moment but then nodded, smiling fondly before she turned and began to lead the way to where the servants quarters were. You were thankful that she hadn’t asked you anything else considering that even you did not fully understand your feelings.
The walk to your destination was in silence but it was a comfortable one, you followed closely behind the chunky woman who seemed to be much more relaxed than she had been earlier when you had first made acquaintances with her.
She soon leads outside and into a cottage of sorts, pushing open the doors. As soon as she enters, all eyes turn to her and then from where you’re standing, directly behind her, you hear a delighted squeal, “Mommy!”
You can’t help but peek around her to see what was going on. You were surprised to see a little blonde boy with red wings sprouting from his back hugging tightly onto Minji, burying his face into the plush of her stomach.
“Ahh, my sweet Kei Kei, how are you my little bird?” She softly coos to her boy, shuffling him along into the cottage so that the two of them weren’t blocking the entrance. “I’m good! Are you taking a break? Can we play?”
When she shuffles aside, continuing her talk with her son, you come in as well and then look around, noticing the different children that filled the room, all varying in looks and height, some having mutated awakened characteristics all sitting around a long table with bowls all lined up, filled with a stew of sorts… porridge maybe? Sludge? You couldn’t tell.
You soon found the one you were looking for and called out to him, “Dabi, there you are!” The boy had stayed seated at the long table, sloshing around the mystery food in his bowl, playing with it more than eating it. However, his entire demeanor changed when he heard his name and the sound of your voice, causing him to look up and catch you in his vision, his eyes widening as soon as he saw you.
Perhaps, it was a bit foolish to grow so attached to a stranger he had only met last night but he couldn’t help himself. The attention and affection you gave to him made him feel wanted and happy, something that he was not used to but he enjoyed it and you were the one to give it to him.
Without a word he shoots from his seat and rushes over to you, going to hug your legs while you reach down and stroke his hair, smiling down at him with a clear fondness in your eyes, “Hi there. I was wondering where you were.”
“Dabi! Is that your mommy? Hi! I’m Keigo, I didn’t know Dabi had a mommy! I’m gonna marry Dabi when we get older, is that okay? I wanna have a BIIIG wedding and wear the fanciest suit in town! I already asked his daddy and he said that as long as I grow up to be big and strong he’ll let me marry him! Isn’t that neat? I can’t wait!”
You looked to see the source of the questions, eyes widening in surprise when you realized that it was Minji’s son who had suddenly rushed up to you, the feathers that made up his wings seemed to fluff up with excitement as he stared up at you with joy-filled eyes and a bright smile.
The sudden ramble of his best friend, along with his choice of words made Dabi stiffen, unconsciously tightening his grip around you as he held onto you with dear life. Was it selfish of him to act in such a way? He could dream that you were his mom. He’d always wanted one, but… he knew that you were going to say no to being his mom. His own birth mom didn’t want him so what made him think that you would? Even so, he wanted to cling to you as long as he could if it meant that he could keep hold of this feeling that he had ever since he’d met you.
“Keigo! What did I tell you about asking so many questions at once? You didn’t even take a breath in between sentences, goodness gracious, “she sighed before rubbing her forehead, she then looked at you, “Sorry about that, prince- Y/N. He’s very- er, excitable.”
You quickly shook your head and smiled, “It’s ok! I don’t mind at all.” You then lean down a little to speak to Keigo directly, taking note of the little wings in the inner corners of his eyes, wow, eyeliner on fleek, “I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you too, Keigo! And as long as Dabi’s okay with marrying you then I don’t see why not!” Shock spread out across Dabi’s face when he heard your words, quickly looked up at you, not believing that you had not rejected the claim you were his mother. His face burned red and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed, burying his face into Y/N's stomach to hide his embarrassment.
Truth be told, you hadn’t really caught onto everything that Keigo had said and just answered whatever you could remember to answer after hearing his ramble. But even if you had fully processed his mistake of referring to you as Dabi’s mom you probably wouldn’t have corrected him. You had already made a decision anyway about what was going to come of your life.
You were going to marry Prince Enji and take over your kingdom. It was your duty and you owed it to yourself and your parents. You knew what you had to do to protect your family and your people, even if you were ignorant to the true intent behind Enji Todoroki’s plans. Not only that, you were more than willing to take on the role of Dabi’s mother, you could already tell that he needed some kind of nurturing figure in his life and if you were allowed to- you’d fill that role with open arms.
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