Doodle

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fem dbhwks again bc why not

Mahito is shigadabi’s fucked up kid and I’m tired of pretending he’s not fucking sexy

Live-in Boyfriend! Dabi/Touya who is highly curious about your self-care routine. The creams, the scrubs, the tools, the processes, and all the smells that permeate the house when you’re having yourself a spa day in your shared space. He watches as you scrub your body in the shower with this paste. What did you call it? “Unicorn dreams”? It was rainbow colored and smelled like mangos and guava. He liked it. He liked when you used it and he cuddled up to you in bed that night he could smell it on your skin and it made him feel like he was in paradise. He’d pull you closer and bury his face in your neck and inhale deeply, it always made him feel good. He would watch when you brought out that awful looking metal thing you used to get rid of any zits you’d have and look on in awe/disgust of the stuff that came out of your face. He watched as you washed your face with this herby smelling green goo and then roll this pink stone (he thinks it might be rose quartz? He remembers you saying it was rose quartz) thing over your face and how it seemed to soothe your previously swollen skin. He would join you in your “bath nights” You and him would shower, clean the tub, and fill it up with hot ass water, sprinkle some stuff in it that makes it smell like lavender and lemon, and he’d sit with you in the tub and was fascinated by the fizzy thing moving on top of the water leaving rainbows and glitter in its wake. He’d watch you do all this, interested by all of it but unless it was the bath, never participated in it. Why should he? His skin was, uh less than perfect he would say. He wasn’t worried about a zit when his face was 70% burned. He liked the shampoo you used but didn’t think it mattered about what he used, as long as it washed out some of the ash in his hair, he wasn’t worried about it. He didn’t think self-care was for someone like him, someone who didn’t care about themselves. But you noticed every time he watched you exfoliate, lotion, cleanse, shampoo, and wash yourself with all your products. He looked like he wanted to join. You knew he didn’t know who to ask for the things he wanted. So, you have him join you. On one of your spa nights you call for him from you guys bathroom. He walks in the bathroom to see two fluffy head bands with a huge bow on them. “This one’s for you, and this is mine!” He looks confused but lets you put on the Hello Kitty head band anyway. You wash his face, teach him how to apply a mask, watch and advise him as he exfoliates his face and you give him his own rose quartz face roller that he’s definitely obsessed with once he uses it. After a long and relaxing shower, you and him put on some eye masks while you drink some fruity water and watch some Twitch streams. Dabi feels, good. He feels clean, he feels taken care of. He’s happy, he smells like mangos and guavas, his skin feels soft and jiggly like a pudding. He likes self-care and he’s happy that you’re the only who showed him that he’s worth it.

ok deleting allat thats embarrassing ANYWAYS. time to WRITE gaymers

mmhfyghb. baby driver inspired fic w dabi. hrhrhrhhf.