Natsu’s head tilts as you’re standing in front of him, lecturing him on the types of foods he shouldn’t put in the microwave because, well, he broke the microwave. He’s not really listening to you because even if you’re scolding him, you still look gorgeous to him.

Being a half-demon makes him slightly incompetent at mundane human tasks, but it gives him an advantage in the cuteness department.

“So take out instead?” Natsu asks when you’re done as his arms come up to wrap around your waist.