You and Dabi are married and live together. Christmas is getting closer and closer and you already feel in the Christmas mood. Of course Dabi doesn't like parties and always has that cold and detached attitude. But deep down he loves you so much. One morning Dabi in the sleep smell a strange smell. Like burn. “What the hell...” he mutters as he opens his eyes. “Oh fuck!” He gets up and runs to the kitchen. He sees you covered in flour. “What are you doing?” Ask cold at you.