𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 || ꜱ. ᴀɪᴢᴀᴡᴀ

Happy

You know that moment when you realised how badly you fucked up?

Maybe it was the excessive alcohol drinking- oh who am I kidding it was definitely the excessive alcohol drinking. My head was pounding, my vision blurred with sleep and I had bruises in places you'd least expect bruises to be.

And I had to go to work.

But where there is darkness, there is light. In my case, it was waking up in the arms of none other than Shota Aizawa. Yes, the sofa wasn't the most comfortable place to sleep but did that really matter when laid behind me, holding me tight against him with his face buried in my neck was the man who'd just told me he liked me. A lot.

I felt like a high schooler who'd just been asked to prom.

But knowing my luck, that all ended when my soul was ripped from my body by the overly enthusiastic shouts of a madman at 7 in the morning.

"OH MY GOD, I KNEW YOU TWO WERE AN ITEM!"

Both Shota and I jumped, and thanks to the lack of space on the sofa, I ended up being crushed on the floor by the man I had just been admiring.

"Ugh." I wheezed as I tried to push him off me to no avail, he grunted and slowly pushed himself up so that his arms were on either side of my head.

Now, where had I seen this before?

"Hizashi." He grumbled, "what the fuck."

"Aw, you guys are SO CUTE."

Shota shook his head but smirked slightly when he regarded me beneath him.

"Y/n can you two not fuck in the middle of the living room?" Yuri groaned as she walked out of the bathroom, putting her arms around Mic's waist and placing her head on his shoulder.

"Okay, one: this is my apartment, I can fuck whoever I want wherever I want and two: You two are an item?" I looked at them rephrasing Hizashi's words, all while shooting up from the floor and hitting my head against Shota's who grumbled and got off me, helping me up with him.

Yuri smiled, "do you remember anything from last night?"

"I remember... Matt's disgusting drink and... a wall? Why do I remember a wall? I'm confused as to why this wall is so prominent in my memories."

As if this wall triggered his memory, Shota stood up, "Shit you need to take that medicine." He walked into the kitchen, completely ignoring my question may I add.

"So no one's gonna tell me why I remember a wall?"

Yuri shrugged and sat down at the dining table, "we weren't there."

I went to get up and join them but immediately regretted doing so and slowly lowered myself back onto the sofa.

"I'm dying."

"You're fine."

"Shut up, I'm dying."

"It looks like she's dying."

"Thank you Hizashi."

"You're welcome y/n."

I slumped in my seat.

"Y/n, you're sliding off the sofa." Yuri pointed out.

"Goodbye cruel world, I won't miss you." I allowed my body to go limp, but yet again I was caught by Shota who pulled me back into a sitting position.

"Stop ruining my dramatic exits," I complained.

"Falling onto the floor is not a dramatic exit. Now drink."