4. Pancakes

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I wake up to his well built body just inches from mine, and our fingers interlaced just between us. How did that happen?... He looks so peaceful, I think to myself as a smile creeps up to my face. I check my phone to see it's 9:30 a.m. on the dot. As I get up to go begin breakfast, Dabi turns so he's now facing a cream colored wall. I open each cabinet wondering what would be best to start off the day. "Paaaannncaaaakesssss" I say quietly to myself. "Sounds great" I hear recognizable voice say behind me. "Should I go get bandages to fix you up again?" I ask slightly worried. "Nah I can wait until after we eat" He replies.

*After the pancakes are finished*

I set down two plates on either side of my wooden dining table. Each plate had two pancakes. "Is this all I get?" Dabi inquires me.

"You want more?" I ask, surprised two isn't enough while it always is for me.

"Well being injured and all can make a person hungry ya know?"

I say in return, "Eat that first, if you need more we can make more okay?"

"Alright"

Before taking a bite I try to decide whether I should ask what his dream was about. I decide not right now. The morning is going good and if it was a sensitive subject, I would hate to ruin it for him.

"So would you mind if I could get to know more about you?" I request as tons of questions begin to flood into my head. "Depends on what you want to know" He says as he takes a bite of the pancake. Before I quiz him, I notice there was a drop of syrup just below his bottom lip. "You got a little somethin' " I begin as I point to where the syrup had landed. "Where?" "Riiiiight... there" I say as I wipe it off with my thumb. He then startles me by grabbing by thumb and licking the syrup off. "Thanks Cutie" The nickname was unexpected but I guess we are doing that now, must be cause he just woke up and doesn't know what he's doing, I think to myself.

We finished breakfast and started to rinse off our dishes. "So what was it you were going to ask me?" He asks, tilting his head slightly. "Just a bunch of the basic get-to-know-you questions like your favorite animal, color, anddd how about... book genre?" "Hmm," he hums to himself as he thinks of how to answer each question. "I would say my favorite animal has to be a cat, they're always like 'meh whatever', and my favorite color is navy blue" "Good choices, same for me actually" Could that be a sign we are meant to be or something?  Why would that even matter? I just met the guy, Its not like I like him or anything. My thoughts are interrupted by Dabi answering my last question. "And I suppose my favorite genre could be mystery or dystopian" I nod my head to his answer. "Cool"

Dabi had went into the other room and I was rising off the last dish

"K could you get the bandages?" I look over to see the bandages that had once been stuck to his purple scared skin, now on the ground. I run the the bathroom as fast as possible. What if that's causing him pain?! I need to help him now!! As my adrenaline is rushing and I return to Dabi, and see him sitting peacefully, drinking a cup of coffee. Wow, why was I so rushed? It's not like I care for this stranger...

Or do I?

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