Dominik Szoboszlai X Reader - Tumblr Posts
✿ ｡꒰ suds of intimacy ⊹ ˚
dominik szoboszlai x fem!reader. masterlist sfw + lots of fluff. [ wc; 574 ]
author’s note: everything about domi is so attractive. i kid you not this man has been on my mind every day & every night without fail. fortunately i’m down bad so if you look like him hmu 🤗. on the other hand, i have school tmr and its wayyy past the time i planned to sleep, but i wanted to make sure to post this drabble i absolutely loved writing 🥹🤎. i found it absolutely adorable and reasurring, and EVERYBODY deserves this type of love. also, men crying just does something to me 😩.
the cozy, steamy bathroom that belonged to you and your boyfriend wrapped around you both like a comforting embrace, the warm water beneath you two in the bath causing you to sigh in contentment.
dominik’s head rests comfortably in your lap, the steam around you rising and creating a hazy, intimate atmosphere. his eyes are closed, a serene smile playing on his lips while he melts into your touch.
“that conditioner you’re putting in my hair smells just like you,” he groans, the sweet scent filling the air.
you softly chuckle in response, your hands gently massaging his scalp making sure the conditioner covered every strand.
“i wish we could stay like this forever,” he exhales, his eyes gradually fluttering open to meet yours.
you place a soft kiss on his forehead. “me too love, me too.”
he smiles tenderly at this, his eyes slowly shutting once more.
you proceed to grab the handheld shower head from behind you, warning dominik you were going to start rinsing his hair.
he nods, encouraging you to advance.
you carefully cradle his head in your lap, taking your time in the process. you begin to rinse the conditioner out gently, allowing the warm water to flow through his hair making it shiny and smooth. you see the conditioner wash away, revealing clean, soft, healthy strands as the water glistens and creates a refreshing moment.
“your hands always feel so good on my skin,” he mutters, pulling the back of your hand to his lips, leaving a kiss.
you smile, nudging him to leave the bath.
“c’mon dom, i still need to dry your hair,”
you hear him slightly grumble under his breath, grabbing his towel as he left the bath but not before handing you yours.
he sits down on the shut toilet seat with his towel wrapped around his waist, looking up at you yearningly as if he wanted something more. his eyes shimmer with a mix of vulnerability and warmth.
“what?” you ask.
“nothing. you’re just so beautiful,”
a sense of tenderness hangs in the air, making the moment feel both fragile and precious. you relish a faint sizzle beneath your cheeks. “you’re too cute. and i know you’re not the one talking, handsome,” you say, dominik looking up at you through his eyelashes with a cheesy grin.
you proceed to take the dryer from your bedroom, plugging it in the bathroom.
you stand close, the warm air from the blow dryer enveloping you both as you gently lift sections of hair. the soft hum of the dryer fills the space, mixing with the light scent of the hair products. tilting your head, your fingers work through the strands, smoothing them out. the warm breeze flows through his hair, leaving it extremely soft.
“you take such good care of me,” you hear him mumble as he lifts his gaze towards you, his eyes shining with unshed tears, love and adoration.
“dominik, darling, please don’t cry!” you stop the dryer, quickly holding him to your chest. “i do this because i can’t stop myself from falling inlove with you everyday!”
he returns your embrace with a muffled laugh into your towel, bestowing innocent kisses above your chest and your neck.
“marry me, édesem.” he told you, his voice laced with slight seriousness. [sweetheart]
“i’d do it in a heartbeat baby.”
both your laughs echo softly in the bathroom, a testament to your deep affection and connection.