#future!mirio

Izumi: I want a baby Mirio: Mirio, who has the knowledge of what his wife can do: Like for lunch??? - Izumi, handing their newborn son to Eri: This is your new little brother! Eri, who has -3% experience with babies: Um, no??? - Mirio, exitedly: Who's my future wife? Izumi, tail wagging and ears flopping,equally exited: IT'S ME! I AM FUTURE WIFE! - Dabi, who has succeded in not cursing around children: Kid, stop being so fricking difficult Izumi and Mirio's son, age 6: Mama says you're full of shit and that you smell like it too Dabi: Dabi: Dabi: Ok, your mom is a little shit so none of what she says counts, second-