summary: getting up in the morning is hard, but its better when you wake up smelling breakfast made by your boyfriend
a/n: self indulgent. completely self-indulgent lmao. this is for @mindninjax’s domestic daydream collab! hope yall enjoy some much needed fluff
You shifted in bed, sheets all sprawled out. Light from the windows beamed in, illuminating parts of your skin in a honey-tinted glow. You slowly flutter your eyes open, adjusting your eyes from the darkness it was used to. Your hands were reaching out to the other side of the bed that remained empty. You resisted the sigh, wishing the other inhabitant didn’t get up. Alas, it was the morning though and you did enjoy sleeping in often.
Just as you were about to close your eyes and sleep the day away, the familiar crackle of hot oil echoed out. You furrowed your eyebrows wondering what on earth Midoriya was cooking up. With a sigh, you shifted in bed and let your feet fall onto the cold tile of the floor. You briskly left the hall seeing your boyfriend’s freckled back greeting you.
“Finally got up I see. I figured you hearing me cook would do the trick,” Midoriya hummed out. You huffed a bit from his little jab before smiling and walking over to him. Your hands graced the curvatures on his back before you leaned over and pressed a kiss on his cheek— a pink hue popped out. He briskly gave you a peck on your forehead before looking down at the griddle—eggs, and bacon cooking on it. You took a deep breath, savoring the smell of the meal.
