Dealing with your daddy issues with Dabi. {Complete}

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Sitting on a roof drinking and smoking was always a constant thing when you were Dabi's best friend. It was the only way he opened up about anything.

 if you got him relaxed enough and drunk enough, he'd tell you anything, I'd learned the first few times.I try not to pry into his business too much, but it's damn difficult when you see how broken and fucked he is on that fifth bottle.

 So I did the same thing, when we are on that roof, smoking, and drinking till we pass out, I'll tell him things too.It's like a pact, you see. 

In Dabi's mind, we're making sure the other's mouth stays shut, when I tell him my secrets, he can't tell them because I know his.

 No one loses if they themselves have something to lose, even though he knows I wouldn't say anything even if he told mine. 

'Female Weakness' 

He calls it. Yeah, he's a cynical, sexist bastard sometimes but I'm his only friend and he's my only friend, and he'd never cut where I couldn't handle being cut, not even if he was forced.

 But this time is different. He so desperately wants to tell me something but he's only 3 bottles in, I have to be patient, I can't ask about it or he'll clam up 

"My dad.." He says finally after what feels like a year 

"Gave up on me the moment he realised I was 'defective'... I had weakness and after he pushed me and hurt me to get me to be what he wanted he abandoned me for my brother. 

The pain was hell, and he decided it was all for nothing. He's the reason I'm like this"