Dabi x reader
A "Soulmate" is a person, who, by the power of fate, destiny, or magic, is your perfect match in terms of love.
They complete you more than anyone or anything possibly could. Your very souls themselves are intertwined. The two of you a...
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As first light spilled into the room, Fuyumi stirred awake, stretching lazily. She turned to look at Dabi, who was still sleeping beside her, his features softened in peaceful slumber. Rays of sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over his face.
She found herself captivated by his appearance, his usual cold and guarded expression replaced with one of calm and contentment. The sun brought out the warmth in his skin, emphasizing the sharp angles of his face. He looked strikingly handsome, and she couldn't help but admire him.
Dabi slowly stirred, his eyes fluttering open as he became aware of the sunlight streaming into the room. He squinted, adjusting to the brightness, and found himself staring directly at Fuyumi, who was watching him with a soft expression.
He was immediately struck by her beauty in the morning light. Her porcelain skin seemed to glow, and her sleep-tousled hair framed her face in a way that made her look younger and more vulnerable.
"Good morning." She says smiling.
Dabi returned her smile, his heart skipping a beat as he took in her gentle expression.
"Morning," he replied, his voice a little rougher than usual from sleep.
He reached out to brush a strand of hair out of her face, his touch surprisingly gentle.
"You look beautiful," he murmured, his gaze softening.
She chuckles, "Don't flatter me."
Dabi chuckled as well, enjoying the sound of her laughter.
"I'm not flattering you," he said, his hand still stroking her hair. "Just stating the truth."
He shifted closer, pulling her into his arms, and buried his face in her hair, inhaling her scent.
"You always look breathtaking," he whispered, his breath warm against her skin. "But especially in the morning."
She blushes, "You somehow always find ways to make me blush don't you?"
Dabi grinned, his eyes glinting with amusement as he watched her blush.
"It's too easy when you're this cute," he teased, his hand trailing down her back.
He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, enjoying the way her skin flushed at his touch.
"Besides," he said, pulling her even closer. "I like seeing you blushing. It's adorable."
She gets up, "What do you wanna eat? I'll go cook breakfast." She says dressing herself up.
Dabi sits up, leaning back against the headboard as he watches her dress. His eyes roam over her figure, taking in the graceful way she moves.
"Surprise me," he replies, his lips curving into a smirk. "I trust your cooking skills."
She chuckles, "Need to warn you though, I'm not that good at cooking." She says before going to the kitchen and cooking.
