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⋆。°✩Fire Alarm✩°。⋆
⋆Dante Torres x Reader
✩Prompt: "I was trying to do something nice for you"
✩Summary: Dante tries to cook breakfast for reader.
✩Note: This is my first time writing, any feedback is appreciated:)
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The sun was warm where it hit your face. You could hear the neighbour mowing his lawn and assumed that's what woke you. Pulling yourself to the side, you check the clock. 7:32am. Who mows the lawn this early?
As you roll back into bed you realize the other side is empty, probably what actually woke you. Before you have any real time to worry you hear a crash from somewhere in the house, followed by a string of Spanish you didn't quite understand. Judging by the very descriptive English words that followed you assumed they weren't polite.
Getting out of bed, you make your way towards the kitchen. There's a very prominent smell of burnt toast coming down the hallway, and something that might be bacon.
The kitchen really is a sight. There's a bowl of what looks like pancake batter tipped over on the counter, dripping onto the floor, and it looks like the toaster is about to catch on fire. Dante has the kitchen window open and is waving a towel around manically.
"What is going on?" You laughed
Dante turns to face you with a deer in the headlights look. "I'm.. making breakfast"
You laugh again and walk over to the toaster, unplugging it and waving your hand to try and fan the smoke away. "It looks delicious".
Dante hesitated, "My ma usually made breakfast in the morning".
You smile at him as you walk up to where he's still fanning the towel around, pulling it from his hand. "You're adorable".
He grumbles a little before wrapping his arms around you. "I was trying to do something nice for you".
"And that was very sweet of you, but maybe I should make breakfast from now on. My poor toaster might die if you try again" you say while looking up from where you're pulled into his chest.
"That toaster has a grudge against me I swear. That's the second time it burnt the toast" he smiles down at you. You laugh again and lean up to kiss him. He leans down and-
Beep
Beep
"Is that the fire alarm?"
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