How Things Should Have Been (Todoroki Toya || Dabi x Reader)

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕱𝖎𝖋𝖙𝖞-𝕱𝖎𝖛𝖊

Please read the end notes for this chapter, I have to talk about something very important.
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She stifled in her last moans, finally exhaling as Toya was above her. Her body was covered in pretty little bite marks thanks to her beloved fiance. Both heavily breathed through their mouths, only looking at each other with very little distance between each other. "If only I could do the same to you, leaving a mark on that body of yours so everyone can see..." (y/n) said with a smirk.

Toya placed a kiss on her lips, still staring into her (e/c) eyes. Pulling away, "You know damn well that sort of thing is now my job." Toya grabbed her waist with one hand which forced a squeak out of (y/n)'s mouth. Toya then placed another kiss on her lips as he grazed his fingers around her body, making her let out small moans of pleasure.

Toya then pulled away, dropping right beside her body. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her closer, burying his head right beneath her chest, his black hair tickling her body a little. "Hey..." He breathed out. "We better be doing this again sometime soon." He breathed against her bare flesh, then placed more kisses against her stomach. (y/n) ran her hands through Toya's hair; a blushing mess. "Anything for you, my love." The nickname made Toya pause for a second. They had never actually given each other nicknames, whether it be cute, romantic or just as a joke... this was the first time. It felt nice... it felt warm.

He continued to place the butterfly kisses around (y/n)'s stomach trying to get each and every part. "Please... call me that again."

"Eh..? My... love?" She calmly asked, receiving a nod from Toya. "Call me that again."

"My love." she said one more time. Toya hugged her even tighter, then turned his head up to look at her. "Ah." She reacted briefly, to which her arms just jerked up. Slowly (y/n)'s hands ran back to Toya's hair as she proceeded to run her fingers through his black hair. "Hm?" She slowly hummed, noticing something. "Your hair... it's changing." Toya let out a short confused sound. "Oh?" He casually let out. "Might need to re-dye it to black. I can see your white roots. Even a tiny bit of red... it's cute."

"What color do you want me to dye it?" Toya asked, still letting (y/n) play with his hair. "Anything that makes you happy will make me happy. There's still time before it washes away anyways, the white is hardly noticeable." Toya let go of (y/n)'s body, cold air hitting the spot he let go, then moved up to her level and faced her. Both laid there, just looking at each other, arms sprawled out on the bed.

She shivered, which Toya noticed. "Are you cold?" He grabbed the covers, ready to pull it up against each other. "Mhm..." She replied embarrassed. "If it's too cold you can wear one of my clothes, it'll keep you warm for sure." (y/n) exhaled, agreeing to Toya's words. "Thanks." She said with a smile.

She got up and placed her feet on the carpet, getting off the bed. Immediately, her thighs began to tremble, which let out a cute giggle from Toya. He knew what he was laughing at. "Unfortunately I can't do the same to you, why're you laughing, huh?" (y/n)'s legs still quivered. "You want any help?" He teased her. (y/n) pouted, but then let it go to go find a hoodie to throw on before, possibly, getting sick.

Toya watched (y/n) walk to the drawer and pull out something comfortable. Each move of her body warmed his heart even more. After analysing the sweater to decide if she should wear it or not, her eyes locked with Toya's. She gave him a quick reaction, her face asking 'why are you looking at me like that?' "Don't mind me, I'm just enjoying the view." he said, making (y/n) tug on the sweater she chose. "Toya..." She smiled at the compliment despite tensing at it. "Does it make you nervous when I stare at you?"

"Are you flirting with me?" She said, putting on the sweater she borrowed from Toya, it covered her chest all the way down to her upper thighs and only the tips of her fingers were visible, the sleeves being too long. "But you like that, don't you?" the question went ignored, (because both knew the answer to that) (y/n) slowly walked towards the bed, gently throwing herself on the mattress. Toya pulled the bed sheets above her legs to keep her away from the cold.