Done'Dabi

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the smell of food fill your nose as you wake up.

oh shit dabi's here

glancing at the clock that read 12:36 you groan rubbing the sleep out your eyes.

dabi's here

in your house cooking breakfast...

....

your ex dude! your fucking ex!?

what where you thinking dumbass

closing your eyes in frustration you sigh.

okay, just get up and ask him to leave

wait I can't do that can I ?

no you can't do that y/n! the man is making you breakfast after you made him stay

I repeat YOU made him stay

your choice not his

it was our choice

you mentally roll your eyes at yourself

okay okay just go out there dummy

play it by ear, see what happens

yeah let's do that

"okay." you say to yourself building up the courage walk into the kitchen.

you smile hearing dabi sing while he cooked, so many flashbacks of when yall first started dating came rushing back.

"I'm in a field of dandelions,
Wishing on every one that you'll be mine... mine"

flashback

laying on the grass you look at the sky, with the music playing singing along.

"I think that you are the one for me...
Cause it gets so hard to breathe-"

Dabi cuts in, "When you're looking at me,I've never felt so alive and free..." smiling you join him.

"When you're looking at me
I've never felt so happy." dabi's hands intertwine with yours.

he sings on looking at you, "And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime, And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine." you laugh flipping on your stomach to lay against him.

"I know your that love of mine too." You mumble, lips curving up. "you think?"

"I know." You say leaning down to kiss him. he hums leaning into you resting on his elbow. his other hand on the back of your neck to keep you close.

"I know too. you are my one." he smirks, "my one and only."

end of flashback

'one and only' my ass...

dabi looks back seeing you leaning against the wall with a frown. he sighs softy turning down the stove, then walks over to you.

he kisses your forehead bringing you out of your thoughts. "Come sit. you need to eat, I made your favorite." he says softly guiding you to the table. he thought it was best not to ask you what you where thinking about since you looked sad.

placing the plate next to you, he seats himself across from you.

you let out a light 'thank you' and eat in silence.